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CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
MOTHER WAVERLY HAS HYSTERICS
Dick was home when I got back
from Eliene's. Mary told me this
morning that he "came home very
early and spent an hour telling her
what a wonderful woman I was and
how fortunate he was to have me for
For a good many years I thought
Dick told me the whole truth when he
told me anything. I now know that
while he usually does the thing of
which he boasts and tells me the
truth, he only tells that part of it that
he wants me to know. This morning
Dick did not refer to my being out at
Eliene's the night before. Instead,
he said with elaborate carelessness,
"I heard last night that Eleanor had
returned to the hospital."
"Then she is better," I exclaimed,
"I am so glad."
"Is that the very pretty Miss Pair
low I have seen at your house so
often?" asked Mary innocently.
"Yes," answered Dick, "there is
only one Miss Fairlow. She is not
looking her best now, poor girl"
then he stopped, realizing how he had
given himself away.
"Is she able to go back to nurs
ing?" I asked, ignoring the fact that
Dick's engagement the night before
must have been with the fair Eleanor.
Dick took the cue immediately. I
will say this for that husband of
mine when he is driven into a cor
ner he goes to battle cjieerfully.
"She said she thought she would
be able to go back in the ward next
Monday," he mentioned serenely, as
though he had not intended me to
think that he had heard of Eleanor's
return from a rest in the country
from someone else.
"You had better send Eleanor some
flowers tomorrow, Margie, and if
Mary feels well enough have her
come down with you and we will
have lunch somewhere.
"Tomorrow, Dick;" said Mary, "I'm
going to the book shop. I promised
Mr. Seymour to meet him there."
Dick looked at me inquiringly as
though to ask: "Do you think this is
the man Mary will marry." I looked
perfectly blank, for I was not going
to give any of Mary's secrets away,
even to my own husband.
Just then Mother Waverly came in.
Her eyes were red as though she had
"I'm glad you are here, Dick," she
began, "for I want to ask you (what
is going to become of me after Mol
lie is married?"
"You don't expect, mother dear,
that Mollie's wedding will have a ne
cessarily fatal or even a serious effect
on you,' 'said Dick, trying to joke.
"Don't treat this matter lightly,
Dick. I feel as though this was the
last straw. In the first place, I do not
see how any man can separate me
from my only daughter, especially as
he, of course, knows what I have
gone through in the last few years.
When Chadwick Hatton spoke of tak
ing a long trip with Mollie around the
world I did not for a moment suspect
that he did not expect me to accom
Dick threw up his hands and
laughed. "You must excuse me, ma
ter, Dut the thought of a man going
on his wedding journey accompanied,
by his mother-in-law is too much.
"Mother, for the love of Pete, be
sensible just once," begged Dick, but
before he could feet any further his
mother began to have a fit of hys
terics. "Oh, why am I left alive? Why
am I made to suffer this way ? " Then
a long scream and a sobbing cry.
Dick was wild. He went over to
his mother and shook her, not very
gently. "For heaven's sake, get a
hold on yourself," he said, "you are
not to be pitied, you will be here, well
taken care of where Margie and I
can look after you. Mollie's married
life must not be spoiled in the be-'