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dress you're wearing?" he asked. You look like the Lorelei. Re member the Lorelei in the old song :? -. Her hair was golden, like yours"
 Wayburn walked over to t"o piano and lifted the lid of 1t. lie Sat down and struck few chords.
 Then he began to sing the Lorelei song between puffs at the cigarct that clung to his lower lip,
 When he had finished May and Jim applauded loudly from the sun room.
 Wayburn came and sat on the arm of Glory's chair. There was Q smile in his eyes as he looked at her.
 "Little tiger-cat." he said, "aren't you ashamed of yourself for being jealous of Sonya Chotek, or any other woman l happen 10 meet? Don't think Of the other wom- on. Think Of just you and me . today!"
 He leaned closer. Glory shook her head.
 That's just the trouble. l think of tomorrow .. and tomorrow" she said dismally. "I think of your going away soon, out on the road, where l won't be able to see you ."
 Glory's voice dropped to a long sigh,
 Stan put a piece of ice into his half-emptied glass.
 "Oh, I'm not leaving town so soon as all that" he remarked. If that's what's worrying you!. .. .. There aren't very many new shows at this time of year, you know. I may be out of job for months. And in the meantime. I'll probably stay right here, where I can see little Russet, every once in a while. :"
 His hand stroked her hair.
 Glory" May called. Put on 8 record so we can dance. will you? Something poppy, please!"
 Glory put new jazz record or the photograph. Stan swept her into his arms and they danced around the firelit room.
 The music beat in the uneven rhythm of a jungle drum.
 Makes you think Of tropic for. ests, and savagcs dancing around fires .. that music, doesn't it?' Stan asked, his lips pressed tc Glory's forehead. Do you like jazz"
 Glory's eyes were starry as she smiled up at him.
 T like any old kind of music when I'm dancing with you" she said truthfully. And hated herself for saying it.
 .. Stan should be the one 10 say nice things! And he wouldn't tel her that he loved her .. ever when she asked him to!
 Glory pondered if he ever haC really cared deeply for any woman She doubted it.
 Stan was the handsome. happy go-lucky type of man that almOs all women adore. There probahl! had never been any need for hin to court women. They courted hin =. matinee idol that he was'
 The walls of his dressing-room a the thcater had been covered wit photographs of women. Prett women. too. .. . Glory had see7 them the day Stan had sent for he to come to him.
 How she wished now that sh had not gone to the theater Una day.
 For the very sight of Stan, an' the sound of his voice, had brough back to her all the longing for hin that she had known in her old day of friendship with him ., . befor, she met Dick. '.''
 "Tell mo about your friend Ma, and this Carewe," Stan was sayinl in an undertone. Isn't she married to the doctor who was at you party the other night"
 Glory nodded.
 "She is but he's awfuIly busy so Jim beaus May around" she eX plained. Its quite all right. They'r just friends"
 Wayburn smiled skcptically.
 "'Friend of the family stuff eh?" he asked.
 Glory didn't answer, She didn'