New Britain herald., 1929-07-15
THIS HAS HAPPENED

deeply ln love with ms Vile, ITS. Nan decides to resign but fingers when she learns Morgan is to de- fend a supposed friend, Bert Craw- ford.
 After Crawford's acquittal, he leaves town and Iris follows Closcly. She writes Morgan she will never return tut cleverly omits reference to Crawford whom Morgan trusts implicitly. Nan saves Morgan from despair by forcing him more deep ly into his work. She acts as long distance housekeeper for him for six months. winning the love of lit- tie Curtis, his son, and bringing comfort 10 a man who ironically thinks only of another.
 Nan returns from her bar exams, and Morgan proposes to her. He di- vorces Iris, and Nan and he are married.
 They are prevented from going on their honeymoon by the arrival of David Blackhull, accused of the murder of his father. Nan insists that Morgan stay and take the case.
 For three months Mans and Morgan's farcical marriage con tinues, but Mans heart is breaking. Three months to the day after the marriage Nan tells herself she can not go on like this. Fate was wait ing for her ultimatum, ready to ac- Cept the challenge.
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 CHAPTER NNNlII
 Wher, that Wednesday evening, the third monthly anniversary of her marriage to John Curtis Nor gan. the little Curtis loudly clam ored for game of anagrams, Nan had no pres=ntiment that a crisis in that still incomplete marriage was rapidly hurting down upon her.
 Curtis very modern school teacher had introduced the game of anagrams into her classroom as q novel but effective aid in the teach ing of spelling and definitions. And Curtis had become 50 enamored of the game that he insisted upon a session of anagrams with his father and stepmother every eve ming after dinner.
 They had been engrossed about 10 minutes this evening with the little wooden letters when Curtis trium- phantly formed the word "h- h-o-p," adding it to the three other words he had captured.
 "Only trouble is, it's too easy to take,' the little boy grumbled. There! l knew I'd lose it, Why did you have 10 get E so quick, Nan?"
 His stepmother grinned at him as she took his three letters and made the word into hope
 And here's an s which I can't do anything with" his father said with pretended discourag cement, as he laid the letter in the pool, along with an R" and a TX" already there.
 But I can make it hopes " Nan the pool and discarding another "E" she had drawn from the pile of face-down letters
 "Whew." Curtis leaned excitedly toward Nan and studied the pool and her word, Hopes" Looked! Hopes away from you, Nan. and leave you hopeless. Hi, That's q joke, Father, Get it? It's pun, cause pun IS a play on words. We had it in spelling yesterday"
 Did you also learn that the pun is the lowest form of vit?' hi; father gihed. Well, what do yo'. know about that?" he pretcnded vast amazemen. and triumph. T have got the IL"
 Poor Nan! Father takes her hopes away from her." Curtis sympathized. Don't you mind. Nan. Fathers got some little old three-letter words over there you can steal, Look. l betcha you can take his love with a e or an R -" he marveled aloud. "I can take his love with that R thats been in the pool all along. Poor Nan! Father takes her hopes and take his love before she can"
 It was then that Nan in her heart cried out dcspairingly: "I can't go on like this, I'll go crazy or run away, . But 1 cant go on like this Even a silly little word game stabs me in the heart"
 She played on mechanically, he' small face pale and set, her wide brown eyes blind to so many chances that at last Curtis demand ed resentfuIly: Whats the matter, Nan? You aren trying any mora. Are you mad Nan? You won't let me be a bad sport and sulk when I lose"
 Sorry, darling,' Nan apologized. T wasn't sulking about the game honest. I was thinking of some thing else. You've won again. haven't you, Curtis? Fine, Suppose you and your father play alone for a while. I've got somo work to do"
 And before Curtis could utter half the protests that were tum- bling off his clamorous tongue Nan had run into the library and shut the door.
 Fifteen minutes later Father and son appeared in the doorway, hand in hand, the tall man smiling down fondly upon the flushed, excited child.
 Hes lichel me again. Nan, " Morgan told hyr, Tine getting even with the champion anagram player by sending him off to bed. Its after eight. He's 10 minutes tc the good, and gloatins indecentlS