New Britain herald., 1929-07-09

never expected 10 see him eat spin ach, had you?" she challenged the thoughtful man beside her.
 No. I'm afraid Ir-we let him die tate his own diet Morgan remitted ruefully. Was there hint Of aCCu- sation in the glance he flashed at Iris's picture?
 I'm going to trick him into eat ing some of the things he thinks he doesn't like, and let Little Pat bully him into consuming the others. I'm counting heavily on Little Pat-for assistance in more ways than one" Nan told Curtis's father gravely. But to get back to my job as long distance housekeeper. Every Mon- day morning I'll furnish the cook with complete menus for the week Shell do most of her marketing Monday, buying fresh vegetables, eggs, etc. during the week as they're needed. I might add that took thorough course in dietetics 'n col lege and that I'm no sloucl- IS cook, myself,,'
 You're no slouch at anything, Nan, dear" Morgan laughed. "Go on, You're certainly a glutton for punishment, child"
 Maybe I like showing off" Nan retorted. Anyway there are your meals taken care of; Curtis looked after by the O'Briens, mother and son. when he's not in school; and your house kept in apple-pie order by the efficient Estelle. Then what remains? shopping for Curtis and for the house. of course, as equip ment and linens wear out. Pooh, ] can do it all in three or four hours week. and you wouldn't cheat 9 poor girl out of her fun, would you ?'
 'Ill agree to let you try if, on two conditions Morgan answered slow | ly. First, that you let me pay you what I would have to pay house. keeper; and second. that you take an afternoon a week off from the office and give Curtis and me the great pleasure of your company for dinner. Otherwise I'm afraid it's go- ing to be a bit lonely for the Morgan men"
 Good! I can use free dinner every Monday" Nan accepted flip panty, to hide her joy. You can gamble that Mondays dinner will be a feast. Now I'm going to pack my suitcase and toddle on home or you'll be accusing your housekeeper Of 'pervading the house"
 "Ill take you home" said Morgan. During the six months that fol- lowed, Nan Carroll lived from Mon- day to Monday and all the words in the English language. the most 1 important, the most musical, and the most heart-shaking became. so far as Nan Carroll was concerned. I'll take you home"
 For during each of those Monday night drives from the Morgan home to the tiny apartment which she also | found time 10 keep immaculate. the 
 girl played a pathetic little game with herself. She pretended that l Morgan was not an abandoned and 1 grief-stricken husband at all, but young man entirely free to be in | love; that he was in love, in fact, and that these Monday night drives ! were not at all q hosts duty to his guest, secretary and housekeeper-of | sorts. but dates" And so, while the | Nan that Morgan knew carried on an animated conversation about Curtis. domestic problems and legal tquglos, the Nan that only Nan knew whis- | pered soft, sweet nonsense with her mythical steady"
 Week by week Nan found iov in | measuring John Curtis Morsan's slow but definite recovery from the | tragic depression into which Iris dc sertion had plunged him on that dreadful Friday when he had re- 1 ceived her cruelty curt letter. At first, she knew, he fostered a stub | born hope that Iris had decided hastily that she would write and ask forgiveness, that sho would re- l turn. But when. after three months | of utter silence from his wife. hc | evidently made ID his mind to ac- cept her desertioh as final. his sen sitive face took on an expression Of sad resignation. And after resigna- ton came sort of peace. for Nan was making him and his hoy very l comfortable indeed in the beautiful home which she was managing from ! his office.
 Of course t was not so easy as