The evening world., 1922-05-12
Runaway
Bride, Who
Tilted One
and Married
the Olher,
Philosophers:

ing And really, you know, it's the
only way to do 1t. All the fuss
and feathers of formal mar
riage! Don't you think It is a
sort Of bore2"
The pretty Countess Zlchy, for
merly Miss Charlotte Demarest,
who eloped Tuesday with her
handsome Count George Edward
Zlchy, was speaking, as she
smoked gold-tipped, family
scented cigarette between sips of
tea in the restaurant of the Hotel
Colony. Beside her sat her tall,
fair-haired, blue-eyed Count, a
little nervous, as he ate clans
from the half shell and slipped
from a tall glass of iced coffee.
1t was for him she left George
Burton, young millionaire, wait
ing at the church" on Tuesday.
"Of course we are both sorry 1t
had to happen the way it did," she
continued, her large. dark eyes
softening. THAT is, I'm sorry to
hurt anybody's feelings. Poor Mr..
Burton, he's really very nice, but
I am sure that I did the right
thing in spite of all that could be
said. I felt 1 was making some
thing Of a mistake in marrying
Mr.. Burton-that Is really the es-
sence Of the whole thing. Mother
wished me to and l would have IL
Ed (and she looked UP at her tai
grenadier looking COUNTY hadn't
come along when he did.
ED never proposed to me be-
fore, and we've known each other
for more than eighteen months.
About six months after we met I
went to Paris to study. and he
went down to South America on
sponded all the time and were
very, very good friends. He came
back to New York some months
ago, and Monday l arrived from
France. He heard about me being
here and came up to see me, and
then things began to happen. He
proposed to me. begged me to
marry him (widening and soften
ing Of big dark eyes), and for a
little while I was very undecided,
because my marriage arrange
ments with Mr.. Burton had gone
so far. 1t really was a terrible
decision to make in SO short a
time: and didn't sleep any that
night at all. The next morning
early he called me and said yes
1T burst out of me. l couldn't
have said No." (Very dark eyes
with very. very long black lashes
softened as she seemed to gaze
into space).
Another puff at the cigarette
and a sip of tea The tall Count
lowered above her ana his big
blue eyes softened like limpid
pools of water.
Yes, we are happy. superhly
happy" she continued. while
Ed never asked me to marry him
before, felt, always did, that
some day, some time. he would
be my husband"
Yes, and I've always felt you
would some day be my wife-its
a dream come true. Charlotte"
Yes, dear"
IT first met Ed in bathing at
Southampton. If you want to l
suppose you can say 1t was an at
tachment at first sight. He
showed me many Few tricks at
swimming and diving-he was
really lovely to me. liked him
because he was so very handsome
and so very sweet to me. Then
after that we saw u lot of each
other at parties at our mutual
friends homes. We saw each
other every day and our attach
ment grew. Later. in town, we
saw each other lot. Then be-
came engaged TO Mr.. Burton and
mother sent me TO Paris. l sup
pose she thought il would cool my
attachment for Ed, but I guess it
didn't" she added lgnificantly.
"Wherc Is Mr.. Burton? Have
you seen him since your mar
riage?"
"Why. what a queer question tc
ask! 'Hell's bells!' No! I haven't
seen him."
She laughed whimsically as she
repeated the words used by Mr..
Burton when her mother told him
on the phone Charlotte had eloped
with Count Zichy.
'Hells bells." she unused and
took another sip OF tea.
'Your work must be very thrill
ing" she continued, turning viva
ciously to The Evening World re-
porter, who sat next TO her at the
/. tea table. "Are you as thrilled
over this as we are?'
The reporter answered he was
exceedingly thrilled TO attend heg
first tea since her marriage.
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