New Britain herald., 1928-09-25

ought 10 WFltS hlbH. my 0eAIs II cost me SIG and I felt like | perfect criminal. Hut it worked. Poor old Craig. He told me to have a good time and to forget all about him - just to let him know when we were coming home." "You could wireless him now."
 "Oh. couldn't. I'd feel like such a hypocrite You know. Nab. Pm awfully surprised at you" sybil eyed her friend sternly. "There you are, urging married woman back to her lover. Boost ing divorce and snapping your fin gers at responsibility"
 .Oh. Sybil," Mabel protested amiably. T could forgive my hus- band for getting drunk. could forgive him for d viliainous temper. l could forgive him for telling the same old stories over and over again - you know. my dear. Jack does that. could scream some- times. could forgive him for committing murder, or robbing a bank, or throwing cigaret ashes on the rugs. could forgive him for lying.
 But there are two things l could never, never forgive. And one of them would be for being mean and stingy: and the other would be for going with another woman. Generosity and Fidelity - the cardinal virtues for husbands. did. I'd kill him. l know I would.'
 SyhiI's eyes grew thoughtful.
 "Yes, you would" she said. If you loved n,m. But you see. Nab. I didn't care much. People think that the opposite of love is hate, That isn't so at all. It's in- difference
 It was strange that Sybil was sea sick that first night out. The ocean was like mill pond.
 T can't understand it." she moaned. tossing restlessly in their stuffy tateroom, T felt so we'll coming down. all through the storm off Hatteras. when everybody was sick"
 It's probably your nerves" con- solcd Mabel You've been through a dreadful experience. you knsw- and I suppose it's sort of physical reaction.'
 But next morning Sybil was not able to go down for breakfast. and Mabel had the steward bring a tray to their stateroom.
 "Griddle cakes" he said. uncov- ering steaming plate. and sausages."
 ! "Oh, take them away, please. If I smell them. I'll die"
 Hastily he retreated. and Mabel. with a worried line between her eyes. peeled an orange. There was q coctor aboa q. Perhaps she could talk with him.
 Here, dear. suck on this.' she suggested. Tt can't hurt you. Still feeling pretty rocky?"
 Nab, I never realized anyone could feel so rotten-honest. Funny isn't it? The seas like a lake"
 But, my dear emotional experi- ences affect the body. you know. That poor old machinery of yours has been through a lot in the last month. You can't blame it for kicking up little"
 Silently Mabel was considering. She wondered if the poor girl was worried. Why-why did such aw- full things happen to Sybil? We'll. she would see that doctor.
 That afternoon on the promenade Geck she encountered him.
 "Oh, Doctor Henderson, could l talk with you for d few minutes?'
 As she fell in step beside him. she explained.
 "I knew you were a doctor the came up the gang plank together? And you smelled so nice and pro- fessional. So l asked the purser your name because I wanted to ask you something"
 He was a small energetic man, bit poruy. with sharp blue eyes and a very medical little beard. Ex- tremely able looking. though a trifle pompous. Now his blue eyes twinllled.
 Well, you're a healthy looking specimen to be scraping acquaint- y,h ctoin
 Suddenly Mabel became agitated.
 "Oh, it wasn't about me-" she