New Britain herald., 1929-06-26

lars. I've simply got to remembt that I'm darned lucky to have had two years with him before l real ized I was making a fool of myself. And that I'm still more lucky that he's the kind of man he IS. ,nsteai of rotter who would be tickled to death 10 make love to his secretary behind his wife's back.
 T must say I have good taste in love-" she congratulated herself with the bitter humor that had been born in her heart the night be- fore. Even if I told him I was in love with him could stay f,gn. on here until I was old and gray and he'd never take the slightest advantage of my love. couicn- love him so much if wasn't sure of that Oh-h-h-h! What in the world-?"
 Jerked out of self-pity and into temporary Expenditures. Nan stared increduldusly at the single aheet letter she had just drawn from a plain cheap envelope. Her eyes, which had glanced mechari- cally down the sheet. went back to the beginning of the message:
 "J. G.. Morgan. Esq.," it began ters, calculated to uarr:e hanc- writing expert. "If you value your peace of mind you'd better lay ort certain witness you subpoenaed last night in the Grace Cox case. Stick to Grace's friends and lot her enemies alone. or you may stir up nest of hornets that will sting YOU for your pains"
 The bald threat was signed from ically, "A Friend" but the real sig nificance of the message lay in the postscript: "P S.-Do you know where and with whom your wife was on the night Of September II :? There are ways of getting this highly inter esting information into the court re cord-if necessary" Mans first emotion when she had reread the tiackmailing letter was furious anger against it's writer. How did anyone dare to try 10 contemptibly to influence John Curtis Morgan to throw" a trial: Didn't the fool writer have sense enough to know that Morgan would use this letter as an additional weapon in his fight for Grace Cox's 1tY,o otyip n blackmail John Curtis Morgan. the most fearless. the most upright man in the world. It was easy 10 picture his righteous wrath
 But in picturing John Curtis Morgan as he would look when he read the vile thing. Nan saw him reading that postscript. that nasty insinuation which was even now crawling about in her own mind 1 never-to- be-forgotten. Of course Morgan would snap his fingers at the insinuation. attribute it con- temptuously to villainous fools obvious effort to frighten him. But he would have read it, and he would not forget it. The words | would rankle deep in his mind. 1t 1 would hurt him more than he would ever admit that an anony- nous writer had dared sully his wife's name.
 No. no. She picked up the let ter. folded it with the tips of her fingers as if she were afraid of be- ing poisoned; thrust it hastily into her handbag. He should nc, see it.. che vowed. her mouth and eyes grim. For two years she had served him in big and little ways. sparins him every possible unpleasantness Just because she now knew s;. loved him. why should she stop serving him?
 But a sudden thought made her had quiver on the clasp of her bag: was she truly serving him in keeping this anonymous threat from reaching him? What if there was an ugly truth behind the sinister threat in that postscript 2 September Il - September 11-Nar knit her brows. then swiftly turned back the loose leaves of her daily calendar.
 Yes! On September II Morgan had been out of town-Chicago. She remembered now. remembered how surprised she had been that Iris Morgan had not accompanied her husband as she invariably 6,I when he went to the larger city on business. Morgan had been su-- prised. too = and hurt. Nan had heard him pleading with her over the telephone. offering gifts, dinner parties. shows-
 Fear-for him-closed icily about