New Britain herald., 1925-04-23
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 Dick borrows Maggie, his moth- CTS maid, to teach Gloria to cook. Gloria refuses 10 learn.
 Stanley Wayburn, ap actor whom Gloria once loved, calls on her. Dick sees him, leaving. Gloria lies to Dick, telling him that Wayburn was an interior decorator. Dick stays home ill for a few days, While he is at work with his secretary, Miss Briggs, Gloria plans party with Wayburn as one of the guests.
 When the actor arrives, Dick in stantly recognizes him. During the evening Gloria sees Wayburn mak- ing love to Mrs. Myra Gail. Reck- lessly she drinks too much and faints away while dancing with pr. John Seymour, whose wife, May, Is in love with Jim Carewe. The party breaks up when Lola Hough scolds her husband, Bill, for indiscriminate "petting." Later Maggie, disgusted' quits her job. ST.
 Next day Dick hears Gloria and Wayburn talking on the phone. He asks Gloria about Wayburn. Gloria sticks to her lie about the interior decorator.
 That night she and Dick go down. town for dinner. While Gloria Is telling Dick that she has hired Ranghild Swanson, maid, at SIS week, she sees Wayburn watching her from across the restaurant. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 Wayburn was not alone.
 Facing. him across the table, with her back toward Glory, sat a wom- an in a gray suit.
 Was it Myra Gail? Presently the woman half turned in her chair. Glory saw that 1t was not Myra.
 This woman was blond. She seem- ed strangely familiar, too. Where had Glory seen her befose?
 =. Then suddenly she remem- bered, The woman was an actress Sin Stan's company at the theater Sonya Chotek!
 The waiter took away the soup plates and served Dick and Glory with veal outlets and creamed cauli- flower.
 Glory tried to eat. .. But she couldn't. There was a lump in her throat, and her eyes were full of hot, jealous tears.
 Oh, why did she let Stan Way burn make her feel this way? :, Why should it make her angry and jealous to sec him with another woman?
 Glory gave her plate little push, and laid down her fork.
 q don't believe I'm hungry after all," she said to Dick. He looked up in surprise.
 Well. you sure arc some Nd!" he exclaimed. You drag me way down here and order a three-dolar meal and now you can't eat it."
 T know I'm sorry" Glory said.
 She sat there miserable while Dick finished his meal in puzzled silence.
 What do you want to do -. |. go to a movie?" he asked as he helped her on with her coat. Glory  shook her head.
 Lets go home. I'm dead tired" she said. shc was. suddenly. Her spirit dropped like spent. wings.
 She wanted to get out of that hateful restaurant -. away from the sight of Stan and his Sonya Chotek!
 She remembered a line of poetry she had heard somewhere |. Life is a headache in a noisy street"
 And so it was! It hurt un- bearably at times. Now, for in- stance
 Early the next morning RanghiId Swanson knocked on the kitchen door.
 Glory heard her and ran down. stairs to let her in.
 "I came to start work, even If 1t is Sunday" Ranghild said. But I've been to early church already
 "The better the day the better the deed, Ranghild," Glory told her laughingly.
 The very sight of Ranghild cheer ed he rup. She was so blond and smiling that she seemed to have brought the morning sunshine into the Kitchen with her.
 And she could cook! Even Dick had to admit that the cherry pie she baked for dinner was as good as any that Maggie had ever made
 But we cant afford her." he said to Glory. "Youll have to look around and find someone who'll work forsus for about S10 a week That's my limit, absolutely
 Gloria didn't answer. She walked around the table to Dick and kissed him with little, light coaxing kisses
 "All right, go ahead and vamp me all you want to-" Dick ban tered. But I mean what I say all the same. We've just got to cut down on our household expenses A few more weeks like this last one would land me in the poorhouse!
 The e~ncxt morning Glory could hardly wait for Dick to leave for the office. The moment he was ou' of the house, she ran upstairs and dressed for the street.
 A half hour later she was stroll ing down Main street.
 Behind their plate-glass fronts the store windows boomed like gar dens, so filled with color were they
 
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