New Britain herald., 1925-06-09
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 marries Dick Gregory, struggling lawyer. Her Idea ot marriage Is fun and fine clothes .. but no work or children,
 She refuses pointblank to do her own housework, and hires a maid. But Dick has 10 let the maid so, because he cant afford her wages. Gloria has swamped him with debts for her clothes and a new automo- bile.
 She becomes infatuated with an out t-of-work actor. When he leaves town to go to New York she fol- lows him, But he spurns her. Then she tries to find job as a chorus girl but fails. It is only then that Gloria begins 10 realize how much sho cares for Dick. She Is terribly lonely for him. But she Is afraid to so home.
 At last, however, she does. Dick takes her back, but not as his wife. Gloria begins to wonder if he is in love with hs secretary, Susan Briggs While Dick is out very late one night the house is robbed. Glo- ria feels sure Dick spent the eve- ming with Miss Briggs. But next morning she learns that Dick WAS ay the home Of Dr. John Seymour who had killed himself because of his wife's love affair with Jim Ca rewe.
 Gloria goes 10 Dicks office to tell him about the burglary. but he is not there, She has long talk with Miss Briggs and wrings from her confession that she is In love with Dick.
 Gloria tells Dick that night that he will have to discharge Miss Briggs. He refuses. And Gloria ac- cuscs him of being in love with Miss Briggs.
 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY Dick drowned, His eyes looked straight ahead of him under their bent brows.
 No, I'm not crazy - as you call it - about any woman." he said deliberately. He walked to the open window and stood, with folded arms. looking into the fragrant 1 darkness beyond.
 When you say that do you mean me, too?" Gloria asked. There was an agony of enreaty in her voice. DO you mean that you don't care ! about me, any more ?" ] Dick turned slowly toward her, without answering. The movement brought him face 10 face with her.
 She looked at him narrowly, at first only with curiosity; then with kind of terror. His eyes were cold and without light.
 Gloria felt as If some curtain had dropped between them .. a cur tain that she could not pierce.
 She stepped back and put up her hand in little defensive move ment. You don't love me any more! She answered her own question,
 And then she burst into hysteri- cal tears. Through her eyelashes, gathered into little wet points. she could see Dick looking at her curl ously, ss if he had never seen her ! before.
 She watched him drop into his chair and pick up book. He set Il | 1tlfa haFFieT r and began to read.
 =. The clock in the hall struck eleven and, as if the sound of it freed some blocked movement in ! Gloria's brain, she pulled herself to- gether and went upstairs.
 AS she went she heard Dick strike a match, for his cold pipe, He was calmly settling down to quiet eve. ming, No doubt he was glad she was gone,
 Y will get back" Gloria said hercely to herself the next morning 1 when she awoke. She had set her l alarm clock for seven!
 q will get back into Dicks life! I belong there. He cant put me out of it."
 She bathed and dressed herself ir one of the bungalow aprons that Ranghild had worn for her morning work, Then she tiptoed downstair' and brought in the milk and tho paper from the back porch.
 She lighted the gas stove and tool the coffee tin from the kitchen cup board. She stood looking at 1t help lessly. How did you make coffee
 There were no directions on th' gay wrapper around the tin, ant Gloria didn't own a cook book.
 Then suddenly she remembere' that Dick knew how to make coffee She would run upstairs and asI him how it was done.
 She knocked on his door. Die I've brought you the mornin paper" she called, brightly.
 In a moment Dick opened tn door
 Thanks" His eyes took her i -- the bungalow apron, the rolled up sleeves, and the coffee tin in he hand.
 What do you think you're dc lnE?" he asked. An amused smil 1ickered over his face.
 Making coffee for my husband! Gloria answered pertly. Only don't know how to make it. Asid from that I'm getting along fine.
 Dicks smile hroadened into grin. T suppose you're after my re cipe," he said. q use a tabIespoo of coffee for each cup. and an el ira one for the pot"
 Gloria's spirits lifted al his goo humor. And something in her brea! , that had been like lump of ic' seemed 10 melt. She was sur i that he hadn't meant his harshne' Ir ], a1tt ?