New Britain herald., 1925-06-20
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ana me clothes put Ho WoTh or children.
 She refuses 10 do her own house. work, and hires d maid. But Dick has to let the maid go. For Gloria has swamped him with debts for her clothes and q new automobile.
 She becomes infatuated with an actor, Stanley Wayburn, and fol- lows him to New York. But he spurns her. Then she tries 10 get job as a chorus girl and fails. Dis couraged she comes home to Dick. He takes her back, but not as his wife.
 Gloria begins to suspect that he Is in love with his secretary, Susan Briggs. When he works late she ac- cuses him of being out with Miss Briggs, And the breach between the two widens daily.
 Finally Gloria makes up her mind 10 be good wife to Dick. She tries 10 cook, and keep the house clean. But she does a poor job. Then she insists that Dick dis charge Miss Briggs. And when he refuses she leaves him. She goes back to her fathers house, but is very lonely and unhappy. One day she visits her own house, and puts fresh roses in the vases and cleans Dicks little smoking stand. It al- most breaks her heart because Dick has put the house up for safs.
 That night when she goes home, her mother gives her letter from Dick Tn it is a check for $50. Glo- ria takes 1t back to him, and gets job as stenographer in the office of Ulysses x, Forgan, a wealthy real estate operator.
 On Saturday night while Gloria is all alone in her fathers house, the telephone rings. A mans voice greets her over the wire. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 'Is this Miss Gordon?" the voice asked again.
 Gloria knew at once that 1t must belong to Ulysses x. Forgan. She had given her name to him as "Glo- ria Gordon when she started to work in his office.
 "Yes. It's Mir. Forgan. isn't it?" she asked.
 His voice sounded pleased when recognizing me-" he said. T won der if l could see. you for few minutes? Perhaps you'd like to go for d little drlve. :"
 Almost without thinking Gloria answered; "Of course. .. I'd love to go."
 The thought of a drive on this sweltoring night was refreshing just to lean back against the cush- ions of q car. and feel the wind in her face It would be heavenly,
 But l. cant go. What was l thinking about when l said l would 2" Gloria suddenly asked her self. She was halfway up the stairs, by that time, on her way to get dressed for the drive.
 But she turned and went back to ! her corner of the porch swing.
 Here she was, a married woman, ! going driving with her "boss!" What would people think of her If they found out that she had done such q thing! What would Dick think? He would never forgive her, But then, he was through with her forever, anyway. ..
 After all, what difference did it make to anybody what she did? Nobody cared. Here she was alone and deserted by everyone in 1 the world, On Saturday night, too!
 She stood up, suddenly, '1 just will go!" she said to herself, "1ll have every bit fun that comes my way! Whats the dif?"
 If she couldn't have love, she could still have gsyety!
 But her decision came too late. i She vast dressed.
 Just then the headlights of an automobile swung down the street. They threw their white glare into l Gloria's face, as Ulysses x. Forgan turned his car and stopped it before the little house.
 Gloria watched him come up the walk to the front steps. She could soe tlfat he was in light suit, and carried a straw hat.
 She welcomed him from the shadows of the vine-hung porch.
 How do you do? .. Would you mind very much if we didn't go for a drive?" she asked.
 In the light that shone from the hall of the house, Ulysses Forgan could .sce that she was in sing- ham housedress.
 Gloria laughed. "All dressed up and no place to go," she said gaily. That's what I'm not! -. Won't you sit down."
 But he stood where he was, turn ing his hat in his hands. Are you sure you don't want to go for a driver" he asked. Its a wonder i tUi nlghl, MISS OOFuOi'
 Miss Gordon! . Gloria knew that this was the moment 10 tell him that she was not Miss Cor don."' but Mrs. Richard Gregory" " But somehow she couldn't bring herself 10 do it.
 After all it's none of his bust ness" she thought.
 .. And yet it was his business! To work for man under your maiden name was one thing. To have him come as caller . an admtrcr thinking that you have every bit of finn that comes
 Mir Forgan." Gloria said. and her voice trembled little, I'm not Miss Gordon. I'm married , separated from my husband. l should have told you, before. 70
 Even in the darkness she could feel his eyes on her Q. shocked