Show T f S t r Confessions Of a Bride Was Wu It Mahomet or the Mountain S That Moved You certainly have le got yourself inta into int o a fix Jane Lorimer I admonished myself as I sank sanc Into a coz cozy chair close to a window of ot m my room Bunone Bu nu Bunone t none of ot your our family over over have died tragically So perhaps you you can hope that Its It's written In tho stars that you ou shall survive sui this ordeal It was wag a comfort to some som of ot my former escapes from tight places but my record didn't help mo me much to shape a plan for tor leaving lewing house however It satisfied me for tho rho moment to get ct away from him hi Presently came cam a maid saying that luncheon was served nerved and that Dr especially requested Mile Dille Vandor- Vandor lyn yn to como down I couldn't bo be kind enough even en to answer the tho girl politely po po- po I only shook my 01 head A few minutes later she returned with a splendid silver tray of oC delicacies which she sho said Dr had arranged himself I No woman could havo have done so well 1 I had to acknowledge The man was an nn aesthete While ho might spread the dreadful doctrines of ot the tho Bolshevik for tho nationalization o of women ho he would choo choose o for Cor his exclusive e. possession pos pos- a session session a little Puritan I walked nervously ly from window to window of at my 01 room It was beautifully fully located at the end o of a hall t so o that It had windows on three sides From tho the long Ion French windows In front I could see that the lawn had been lIeen trampled to mu mud by the tho crowd which had watched the fire firC From the tho window at nt the end of ot the room I Could dould reach rench out and touch a rose trellis I II wondered if It an athletic girl would I find tind that N strong shong In case of ot need Then I sat down at a l. l rear window The ground had been n plowed Into a n. morass by the fire apparatus Only the motor motor- drive was smooth and hard I watched tho the garages Probably would leave the house in the afternoon So also would I. I My 1 adventure of ot the morning had proved pro that the world was much too wild willi a place for tor mo me to o wander around any lon longer er I letter better get Into a really sate safe corner and stay in It I would better resurrect myself and go goback goback goback back to darling Mother Iother Lorimer and let Bob Dob love me when ho he got ready rendy- or let him stay slay away away away-as as tho the fates should determine I was perfectly sick of at the words lovo love and sex sox ex I didn't t care caro much If It I never saw Bob Dob or any other man again In my life Ufe Plenty of or splendid women manage to go along quite comfortably and happily happily happily hap hap- without any men around thought I I. I And the they have a perfectly stunning time too Men Ien ar are not really all that makes life worth while Goo Goodness ness how I hate hato them I simply lotto hato ha to tr- tr ml m I repeated Just to be sure sura that 1 i did By Dy and b by car passed down tho the drive I prepared to slip out othis of ot his house vcr very quietly At tho the corner comer drug drus store stor I would phone to a Lorimer chauffeur And ll then then once more more- Mother IoU approving ln smile and Daddys Daddy's delightful teasing tensing Tears fell as I turned the tho knob or of ormy my 01 door It stack stuck tight I twisted and pulled at It At last I realized real that I was a a. prisoner Oh la la a I said with a derisive as fiS it It wouldn't take more than thana a key to keep me hero here Oneo more morn I studied the roso trellis trems at the end o of the house My French windows opened on narrow balconies In a ory very foreign fashion Easy was J my comment but of ot course I couldn't escape unseen before nightfall Darkness brought another summons to dine with Again gain I shook my head positively And Ami then than In inn place Jl fi of ot a R. tray came servants with a table and all tho the elegant paraphernalia which loves to have at his meals Finally came como Certel himself with his smile and his formal bow Was Vas It Mahomet or th the thu mountain that moved he asked I have havo forgotten torI for tor- I gotten mademoiselle II To be continued |