New Britain herald., 1925-04-29
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There was long silence.
 'T think you're Kidding mo, Glory" Mays voice when 1t came over the wire. was puzzled.
 No, I'm not. Honest Injun, Stan Wayburn is coming here this after noon to have cup of tea with me-" she said.
 "What'll Dick saye" b
 "Dick won't know. He's gone out of town on business" answered Glory, Hes peeved to death at me, anyway, just now, because l spent bit of his hoarded cash. don't think he cares what do as long as l don't bother him, .'
 "WeIl," May remarked thought fully, your friend Wayburn is-good- looking, but I'd be careful If l were you. There are queer stories float ing around about him. The men don't like him."
 Glory didn't answer.
 T think I'll come over to chap erone you, baby" May said sudden ly. Perhaps l'll bring Jim along, so 1t won't look queer to your play acting friend. e.. We'll make it a regular, surc-nough party"
 When Ranghild came upstairs for the breakfast tray Glory told her she could have the afternoon off.
 But before you go make a To, of sandwiches, please" she said And sec that there's a good fire burning In the living room. And phone the drug store for some cigarets."
 Glory couldn't make up her mind which of her new dresses to wear that afternoon. She stood thought fully before her cothes-c closet.
 Not the black velvet. She had worn that the afternoon before.
 The old-rose? No.
 Glory took the peacock blue gown from its hanger.
 She held 1t against her, and walked over to the mirror.
 Yes, she would wear that. It made her amber eyes look almost green her hair like molten copper. It wal what May called mean" dress
 Glory put it on. She brushed all inc wave from her hair and bound it close around her head with silver.ribbon.
 "A bit over-dresscd, but stunning just the same" she sait to the image of herself in the long mirror.
 When Glory trailed downstairs Ranghild stared.
 I've been trying to get the drut store on the wire, but the phon, is out of order, I think" the mait said,- her eyes wide with admiration Shall l go next door to telephone 2
 "No, never mind" Glory told her Be sure to lock the kitchen doc behind you when you go out"
 She went into the living room anc sat before the fire, trying to read But the words danced before he eyes.
 She was waiting with all he senses for Stanley Wayburn's com ing,
 After an eternity the bell rang , Glory opened the front door. Ma, and Jim stood there.
 Well, look at you, all dressed u like a broken arm!" cried May q she danced into the house. "Isn' she grand, Jim? And me in my ol, sport rags.'
 May pulled down the belt of he white sweater, and ran a conn through her short black hair.
 There! I'm all fused up, tool! she said in her lively way. T don see your little ooy friend, anywhere Where is he .. hidlng:"
 Glory laughed.
 "He hasn't come" she said. "It' not quite three o'clock, and he ha manners, he has, He wouldn't com ahead of time. He must be fashion ably late!"
 'I suppose Jim and I are guilt of a social error, by arriving O time." observed May. Well, W brought the life of the party alon with us. So forgive us, dearie!"
 She showed Glory what was in side the crown of the sport hat sh was carrying -. large sive flask!
 Glory's heart sank. She didn want a "wild" party. She ha looked forward 10 this quiet after