New Britain herald., 1925-06-02
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 She wondered If the girl in the. snapshot were "Roxie" or "Lucie."
 She read the letters again - as if, perhaps, they might yield up their secret the second time. But she was just as puzzled aa before.
 She pondered all morning as she went around the house with silly feather duster that only stirred up the dust in the rooms instead of clearing 1t away. .....-. A dozen times she came back 10 the living room table 10 look at those two pictures. She wasn't wor- ried about the "Roxie" letters .. but the girl who had written the ''Lucie" letters had evidently cared deeply for Dick.
 Had he cared for her, Gloria won dered?
 She couldn't think of DICK caring for any woman save herself. She couldn't bear the thought of his holding another woman in his arms and telling her that he loved her . And yet, of course, he had! He must havet Not only one but two women, Otherwise they would never have written him all these love letters . They wouldn't have dared.
 She took the letters with her out into the Kitchen, and read them again while she ate the cold canned salmon that was all the lunch she had. She propped the two photo- graphs up against the mirror of her dressing-taple while she dressed late in the afternoon.
 She had never thought of any other women being in Dicks life. before she met him. And yet there must have been, of course. But he had been so madly in love with her from that first night when he had kissed her that she had never dreamed of any other women |. the thought had never worried her at all It had not even ruffled her vanity. ...'- While she sat there brushing her hair, the telephone rang.
 Hello, Glory" It was Dicks voice. Are we going to have din- ner at home tonight?"
 Gloria gasped. Who's going to cook it?"
 Why don't you make a stab at it?" Dick asked. "No time like the present, you know"
 "Oh, mo-" Gloria objected. T couldn't. And besides there's not a thing in the house.
 All right, suit yourself" Dicks voice was remotely polite. "1'll eat downtown then. if you don't mind. Goodby."
 But Gloria did mind. She minded very much. =. There was nothing she enjoyed more than having a meal downtown. And Dick knew it.
 Gloria stamped her foot. What did Dick think she was, anyway? Some kind of a doormat that he 1 could trample on? ''''-'
 Did he think that he could have a fine meal downtown, with waiter lowering over him, while she sat alone at home and ate couple of 1 sandwiches? . Did he really think she'd Jet him get away with it? We'll, she'd show him where to head in! She would get dressed this very minute, and march straight go out to supper with him or know the reason why. ..
 Mama goes where papa goes. .. Or papa don'tA so out tonight, |" sasig Gloria at the top of her voice, as She turned onithe faucets in the bathtub. Then she remembered that the song was Stanley Wayburn's favorite ballad. She stopped sing ing.
 She wanted never to think of Stan Wayburn again, so long as she lived!
 | For the last six months Gloria had thought that she was in love with Stan. There had been some thing in him that called 10 her. {. his devil-may- quality, his ever lasting cheerfulness.
 But when she found out that he | didn't love her, 1t had not broken her heart It hadn't even touched | her heart! .... It had hurt only her pride. That was the thing that covered in her, ashamed D. the thing that wouldn't lift its head. Her pride in herself. Her vanity.
 At six o'clock Gloria was on her way to Dicks office.
 It was the first white hour of the twilight, but the hall within the building was dark.
 There was light in Dicks office. Gloria could see it through the frosted glass pane of the door. But the door, itself, was locked. Strange, she thought.
 She knocked. She knocked again. Theres was no answer
 "Oh, bother!" Gloria said, ex- asperated. Eve missed him. He's gone!"
 But Dick had left light burning in his office. That must mean that he was coming back there to work. after he had. had his supper.
 Suddenly Gloria, made up her
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