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 "We--ell don't know, May" she unused. Divorce has always seemed a terrible thing to me. "
 No more terrible than the way you're living now." May answered briskly, You're neither married nor single."
 Gloria sighed. I'm awfully lone- some," she said sadly.
 May got up 10 go. "oh, you make me sick" she exclaimed. If l cared about man I'll bet I'd make him care about me. or know the req son why! Why don't you go to Dick and tell him you're going 10 divorce him? That'li bring him round fast enough" 4
 Nothing will do that" Gloria an- swered, q tell you he's through with mel. know Dick. when he says he's through he means it."
 She sat staring into space while May telephoned for taxicab to take herself and her bags down to the hotel.
 She drew a long breath of pure relief when May had gone, and she stood alone in the house once more the dear, familiar house.
 Gloria hated to leave it. She had told May it was "spooky". It was not "spooky" .. except that it was haunted with memory. Gloria could almost feel Dick with her in the empty room. ..
 She ran out into the back yard and picked bouquet of roses. She put them in a vase on the table beside Dicks chair. She drew his little smoking stand up beside 1t. There was dust on it =.
 Gloria wiped it off with her clean handkerchief.
 Where have you been all day." her mother asked her when she walked into the hot little kitchen at 6 o'clock that night.
 "Oh T don't know. Gadding around town Gloria answered. T know I'm dead tired. ." She dropped down on a chair beside the kitchen table.
 Her mother was bent above the gas stove. She was frying veal birds for supper.
 Her face was flushed. Her hair curled in little damp wisps around her ears. There was a weary droop at the corners of her mouth.
 Gloria jumped up. "T'm going 10 get supper tonight" she cried, "just to show you that I can do it! ! I'll he down in iiffy!"
 She hurried upstairs to the little bedroom under the caves. It was close and stuffy, although the one window was opened wide, and the muslin curtains looped back.
 Gloria ripped off her silk dress, and put on her new bungalow apron . the apron in which she had planned to look so pretty for Dick,
 She ran down to the kitchen. Her father had come in. He was sitting in his shirtsleeves beside the door that led to the back porch.
 "Today's been corker, hasn't it?" he asked. q tell you, thought l was going to drop dead as I walk cd across Church street this noon. The paper said some fellow died of sunstroke. ..
 You and mother go out on the porch while I slap this meal to- gether dad" Gloria said. Now, come on. . you make mother go. You know she thinks no one but herself knows how to do anything l.
 Mrs, Gordon hung back. "1 know you don't know how 10 cook a neal" she said. Tt seems a shame to spoil lgood food."
 Tt would be a good thing if I did spoil it tonight" Gloria an- sWered. People shouldn't eat any thing but salad and green vegetables in weather like this"
 Alone in the kitchen, she set to work. The lettuce was lying in a bowl of water. Gloria cut it up and made French dressing for 1t. Mother Gregory had shown her how to mix the oil and lemon juice to sllken smoothness.
 Gloria wondered what Mother Gregory had ordered for dinner at their house tonight. Would Dick be there with his father and mother? :. Or would he be dining some where or other with Susan Briggs?
 Gloria wrinkled her forehead. Well, can't live like this. . wor- rying myself to death about him all the time. Wondering where he is and what he's doing" she told her Iself. Perhaps Mays right. Per haps I'd he happier if I divorced Dick. "
 She debated the question with herself as she set the meal on the table. With unseeing eyes she smiled at her mother and father when they praised 1t.
 She was looking far away into the hidden future. What did it hold for