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THE CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
DICK OPENS MY MAIL
Chapter XCVI.
It was late when' I got back from
Dick's mother's yesterday afternoon.
Dick was already home and dressing
for dinner, as we had been invited to
dine at the home of one of his. men
friends. , .
I, found, a limber of letters ad
dressed to me .on the table, and every
one of them had been opened ! I was
simply furious and I grew more so
when Dick called from the. bathroom:
"We'll have to hurry, Margie if we
get to the Symones' for dinner at
seven."
. "Dick, did you open my letters?" I
demanded, my voice trembling with
anger,
"Yes, they, are all on .the. table. I
thought you had broken, off with Kit
ty Malram," he said rather belliger
ently. "I have not broken with one of
my friends and I do not intend to, and
I want you to understand, Dick, that
my letters are private property and I
do not like it at all to. have anyone
open them.'"
"Why why why look here,
Madge,?' stuttered Dick, "I didn't
know you were so touchy about a lit
tle thing like that. I knew you did
not have anything in one of them that
I mightrnot- see."
"Well, if you knew it that is more
than -I know," I said hotly. "Do you
think for a moment hat I shall tell
you all my friends' secrets any more
than you will tell me of the things
your friends tell you. Talk about
women being curious, they are not
in it with men,"
"For Heaven's sake stO chinning
about it and hurry up and dress,"
called Dick. "Didjrou see what John
wrote you?"
"I haven't seen what "anybody
wrote me yet, but it's "veTy probable
if your brother wanted" you to see.
what he wrote me lie would have ad
dressed it to you." '
"You bet he would and, Margie,
you better stay away from that
chorus girl. I won't have you going
about for a week with some girl from
the chorus of an Elsie Janis show."
"I don't know what you are talk
ing about," I said as, I picked up
John's letter and this is what I read:
Dear Sister Margie:
Won't you do me a great favor?
Miss' Dunlap, who is with Elsie janis,
will be in your town all next week
and won't you, like the bully pal you
are, show her a little attention? Poor
little girl, she is very much alone in
the company and I know she would
be awfully pleased if you would go
and see her.
Use my name. Tell her you are
my sister-in-law, for I don't mind
telling you, Margie, that Mary Dun
lap is the girl I am going to marry
as soon as I am out of college and
am earning enough to support a wife.
In the meantime she has to earn
her own living, and she knows that
her only talent is for the stage.
She is a good girl, Margie, and she
tells me she loves nie and. is willing
to wait for me.
I hope you will not show this letter
Ho Dick until after you have seen her
and; above- all, don't tell him we're
engaged. He has the prejudice of a
man who has met some pretty lively
girls in other musical shows and
well, you know, Madge, I am bank
ing on you and I know you will like
Mary if once you meet her.
Do this for my sake. John.
"Nice kind of a scrape for John to
get into," said Dick, "who came into
the room just as I had finished. "But
I'll wire him there's nothing doing."
''You'll do nothing of the- kind," I
answered. "This is my business and
I'll take care of it in my own way. I
consider your interference' on par
with your opening of my private
mail."
(To Be Continued Monday.)
