soooooo ioooooooo ZISANDRA THE a JEALOUS By Jane Phelps QCUIIIUQIOIQUUOU gANDRA REBENTS BARRETT’q ATTENTIONS T0 ROSE I ?_"¥ ‘ OHAPTEB. xnvu. At eleven o’clo_ck ll excused myself and ordered a little supper served, oh, how I eui0y6d it! ldon't mean the supper, although that was dainty and delicious, but the freedom-the feeling that I was ¢0il1l-as _I_,.wanted, just ss Leola .had done. ’ ye; in spite of my pleasurstble eve- ning, regardless of my being or once .nas to do as I pgeased. even ;to'wear- lug my llslr his* . 1 had a distinct feeling of annoyance. I realized that- Rose had been more than' nice to Barrett-that she had made what we girls st home used to onli. 'a dead set for him." My wish that they would marry had vanished. It now seemed to me not desirable. J cannot explain why 1 felt this WHY; I made no attempt to analyze the chtange. And when Barett left I was delighted that he held my hand longer than he did Rose’s and seemed to feel more re- gret at parting with me than with her. _ “lsn’t he the dearest thing!" Rose exclaimed. "And dldn’t we havry a_ perfectly lovely time? It is wonder-` ful to be able to entertain as you can, Do you know if I knew him very well I should call him Barry: 1 think it just suits him." "Cell who 'Barry"."’ I asked, pre- iellding ignorance. "Barett Edmonds, of course. How long have you known him?" "Almost ever since I have been married." ‘ '~Dou't see how you have kept from falling in love with him. l couldn't have helpezit. He is stun- nillg. And such a oice! You sing very well together, -but lt is always more pleasure for me to listen to a mall sing than lt is to ll woman." l "'I‘lll:lnk you," I .replied drily. "Oh, don’t get nlffy! I always like to hear you sing. But it is dif- ferent to hear a man-lt young hand- some man like Barett Ednlonds. He thrills one.” I changed the subject. Really I was ‘becoming quite annoyed. Rosa certainly was talking nonsense. Sho must be reading more novels than we did when we used to rea-I to- gather. lt was late before we went -to sleep and so ,remained in bed later than usual. After breakfast we took another ride and did a little shop- ping. Rose's father had supplied her liberally with money, and she spent it freely. I wanted 'terribly to impress her still further by taking her to one of the smart restaurants to luncheon, but I didn’-t dare. Everett was sure to henlr I had been there with Mrs. Sloane, and perhaps be angry. Al- though he liked her and she was-one of our set. He would be much more likely to be angry if I went with Rose, especially if we had no chaper- on, ltose \vas`just as young looking as I was, and he had told me tha-t oven if I were married I looked too youllg to go to such places un- chuperoned. ` We spent the afternoon in the shops, alfter we had lunclled at home. About 5 o'ciock, just as we were dressing for dinner, the telephone rang and Barett Edmonds asked us to go to n play. For la moment ‘I didn’t know what to say, Then came the thought: "Leola would not hesitate-not if she wanted to go." And I wanted des- perately to go. So I replied: “We will be delighted as we had mode no plans for the evening." After telling me he would call for us at 8 o'clock, he rung off and I flew illto the guest room to tell Rose. “lsn't it wonderful tlllat he likes me so well!" she said. "I think he is just splendid; and he must like me to ask us out with him tonight after spending the entire evening here last night. If you weren’t mar- ried I might think .it was you llo was trying to please, but of course it couldn’t be you. Young men don’t lilly attention to married women, un- less it is because they are mixed up in business with their husbands." I thought “Perhaps they don’t at llollle," but I said nothing. I didn't want to quarrel with Rose. She was my guest. But the way she alJi>l‘0- printed Barrett was too silly. Why he had scarcely seemed to 100k at herl I I took great pains with my toilet, as much as if Everett were Kointl with me. I was well very satisfied when I had finished, and Rose too looked lovely. ll felt glad to have her look so nice because she was vlsitinil H16. audi didn’t know who would flee us.. But I would have been limi as well pleased had she not been llulte so attractive- because of Bal" rett. This was ali very childish, but I Wiis little more than a child, although I made pretense of being bias., to M80- l; . . .l...¢..ta. ,'-1* , __ ami' -Quan! Yi. .tu _ ; me " ' ' an ' : :'l";.-f3“".:.:?‘°-I-I.-+~l-..`-flfli -r'1'i"“” in-'m I "° “law I if “ella lm iw- , nal' _ ' IQEREE. 'A 'nr -I. ... _ . _-wry; -lu-rr by all and . . --1,..-_ . . . ,AN usPL"eAe`jAl4r surnlsehl ' N . i _~AwA|rs sA'NonA c.HAP*1*sn xLvll. , ll.0`Se' gushed _abominablyl when Barrett called for us. She was' se honor ofthe invitation to herself ln noyed me. Barrett complimented me, looking unutteroble things with his eyes ihen turned .ma mls: ' "lf ll "Wy be so bold upon short “°‘l““‘“*““°e. may I tell you also how charming you look, Miss Gran. don?" “Thillik V011. a woman is always d6iiB‘hted to be 'told .she is charming," R°Se l`0IJiied, dropping a little curt- Bll, and smiling at llliln in what she Dwbably supposed was an irresis- table manner. For ll moment 1 felt ‘nlmusf S0l‘i°y Ihad askled Rose to visit me. Then I remembered that Were she not there I would net. he able to get out with Barrett Edmonds. We Inu-shell and chatted all the Way to the -theatre and between the acts. Barrett never left us, although the men all about seemed scarcely able to wait to go down the moment the curtain rung do\vn. Everett never did S0. iliid lt pleased me that Bar- rett remained with ns, The play was deflightful, a societry drama. full of laughs, I enjoyed every minute of it, Barrett sat be- tween us, and_was perfectly impar- tial ill his attentions, I saw several people 1 knew, who bowed to me. "What lovely l00king people you know," Rose said no mo, “T-ilat was Mrs. Sloane. Alrlend of Mr. 'Edmonds also,” I explained, "ll kl10W ‘She is wondering who you are." "-She is beautifully dressed,” “Yes, she is one of the best dressed women I know. Everett admires her "Did you ever see such a devoted wife?" Rose asked, as shc turned to Barrett. “If her husband admires anything it is perfectly all right with Sandra.” “She certainly is a devoted wife. And Mr._ Graham ' has exquisite taste," he replied with a meaning glance at me-a glance which I could not fail to interpret, although it had passed over Rose's head. After the play Barrett urged us to go to supper. I refused although lfose looked pleadillgly at mc, and re- marked: ' “It is so late we might as well stay out a little later." The play had been a long one, and it was nearly midnight. "What do 'you say, Mrs. Graham?" Barrett asked. “[ say go home." I tried to speak lightly. I wanted terribly to goto supper wltll Barrct-t, but something held mo back. Rose looked doggers at me, but I paid no attention. She .had no husband to please and I did. "Sandra is get-ting to be such a prim," she told Barrett as we drove home. “Beforo silo was married she was ready for anything. Really, she was the worst one of all. She seems :afraid to stir. I can't understand the change in her.” “I call. She is in a different en- viroment. ln ll place where one has always lived and wllere everyone knows you, you can do almost an!/~ thing you please, sure that you will not be misunderstood. But among strangers, many of them critical, you have t.o,b0 more careful.” It was a long speech for Barrett, and a more serious one -than I over had heard hlnl make. It had the effect of making me uneasy; almost. wishing I had not gone to the thea- tre with hi-nl-something he did not intend, I am sllre. “lit must be an awful bore to be always thinking what people are go- ing to say," Rose returned rather pettisllly. "l would hate to be con- stantly thinking I nlust ‘watch my step.' " Iiose was inclined to be a bit slangy. We were at home by -this tllne, and I was rather glad. The conver- sation had veered .into ll channel not conductive to my peace of nlind. Bar- rett promised .to call in ll day or two, then left us at the door. I walked ln, Rose following. "May I ask where you have been until this time of night?" Everett stood glowerillg at me as -he put the question, ignoring Rose entirely. ROSE F_XPRESS_ES HER OPINION OF EVEFIETT CIIAP'1‘ER__XLXI. When I saw Everett I was so ns- tonlshed I lost what little wit I ever possessed, and instead of answerinB I just stared at him. ~ "Well, why don’t you sneak? Where have y0\1 M011 lint" this time?" ,qpain looking at the watch he llslQ» _fins 'hind- -'qinv .tlrenin-ef' I f-altered. v¢W|f0 wa‘fd"!||\if (ggtlld (S0 I0 U19 theatre? `~ I f.lt_0i!8i\i I"8ll?f°55ly f°,’,d you in my letter taco to bed wiv- , "Everett, don’t you see -Rose, R086 Grsndon-you met her out hbme 'YOU know?" _, "Yes I' remember Miss Grandon. he inclined lfis head slightly, as with a faint ‘good night' -Rose slilllleii DUI. ns, lip toher room. ' In ‘s way I was glad she had BOM. that she would no longer be al wit- ness to my, humiliation. in another way I wished she had remliiied- slverettblmishi have bw' 1°” ““' reasons 0-_ _ _ _ Nellller or all llla replied to now# ‘good night,” but as soon as she had gone Everett said* ‘ ' "'~’- -CREW wi* ‘. _. _- X ~ "camaflnm tilsfii\»r¢ryi" - ‘ effusive in her -thanks, taking all the il Will' that renlly nlortliled and an-I away for days, hadn’t told me what he was doing or anything. He had- n’t even kissed ms. Father always kissed mother several times if he had been away over night. I stood opposite him after he switched on the lights. “Why didn't you obey me?" he asked sternly. ` _,“Because-because-- why Everett, I haven't done anything wrong. I only-" "When I tell you to remain at home, to retire early, I expect to be obeyed." ' . "‘But I am not a child!" I don’t know where I got the courage to BDBIJK UD as I did. "I was lonely, I aslced Rose to come and stay with me-while you were gone. I couldnt read or do anythiug,,.1 was so iona- some. And after she came we had to do something, - ham sure t-hat you wouldnft have tal'keiI" to Leoia the Wiili Y0ii_.1io to'in9';;_; I am ashamed to have Rose go hohié and tell how Fill!! t¥B,uied."~ ll s-topped, frightened almost to death. I had not meant to mention his first wife-to this day I don’t know what made me do it. But I was so hurt and angry. Everett had turned a pasty gray color when I mentioned Leola, and the knuckles of. his hands, which gripped the table were white and strained. For a moment he did not reply. Then lil a voice I scarcely rec- ognized, hc said: “Go upstairs and go to bod." "Aren't you coming?" I asked, frightened at his looks. “Not now-but go!" I went. ' _ Rose was watching for-me, and fol- 10W0d me into my room, “You Door dear! I was a\vfull~y envious of you-nil your wonderful clothes, this beautiful home and everything. But I’m not jealous any longer. He’s a. bear! Ig wouldn’t live with him for a million dollars! I’d be frightened to death to breathe naturally for fear he wouldn’t like it. Give me a young man who likes filli. und loves nlel" she finished with a great deal of emphasis on the ‘loves me.' “He was cross because I di . ,’.l- , . .,\ ~ _,l _ , . -, < iq_x ___ _hirv I Z-;\ $5 _I //t~ _;_ " . fl. » 1. \._, .'-‘-1 I ll l 'f \ \ ‘r *_ I-'lai‘ \ A if ...': : "~ elif-_'_I_ »-» ` - _* " / .f=' I 4, I _ ”2< ’\ \ V ‘_'_ sf. _._ /H ` tl/ "$1 ~ 5 ’ nn n_ I -YW, Q f ' < ar " I PENMANS have put a world of character into knitted coats ofzlil sorts. Sport coats with their charming-if perhaps bimrl-c»-color contrasts opcll up new :lvenues of expression for artistry in dress. Whell tilcsc clever creations beat' the Penmzm label :lil doubt as to their lloltiillg sllzlpc ami flt is :lt ollcc