Wanted: A Husband

The long mirror, endued with a sardonic personality, watched her with silent but pregnant commentary. She did not wish to look into it. But her will was weak. Hypnotic effl

spered savagely. "You fr

ockery in her disillusioned soul. She made a

le!" sa

ledy-piggledy and curled up, an unsightly, humpful excrescence upon its suave surface. Within two minutes, worn out by stress of unaccustomed emotions, sh

open. The dreamer floated out through the cleft to a realization of the fact that somebody beyond the draperies whic

he piano, humming in a melodious undertone a song of which he had apparently forgotten the words. One passage seemed to puzzle him. He repeate

e as she saw the player. A dozen light, soft-footed steps carried her to him. She clasped her hands over his

" she

d to his feet, caught her b

! It's a trea

were never coming back.

map. But no plac

eyes, the smile set the final impression of charm. Instanter and before he had spoken ten words, Darcy decide

?" asked the hoste

sked her

nce whom I left her

. "Here I am," she announ

ked you up with my silly

ed it," stammered the girl, falling into her usual acute

le I get off my things. And then go away. You can come back fo

protested Darcy in a flutter of embarrassmen

world," said Gloria calmly. "Time is the l

r, Miss Corey,

dissipated before the cordial and winning simplicity of Gloria's man. And, to her own surprise, she found herself volunteering a harmonic solution of

ike your voice-what littl

gracious to this sunny and inspiriting young fellow. It was just her unhappy consciou

ed back as his hostess finally evicted

ed, when Gloria was in the room? For that matter, men never looked at Darc

oward the door through which Mr. Jacob Remsen had vani

hostess. "Why, wha

rl wearily. "But-did you noti

ic. I thought it was quite po

! He didn't ev

l, w

en are-well-just tolerant and friendly. 'Darcy's such a nice girl.' Where does that get you?" fiercely demanded the

complain that people don't know you're alive. Why should they? You don't give out

ing to give," mo

ave let that die down to nothing. One thing only you've kept up, and that ou

e to sing be

ittle self. You give nothing to the world

give me?" broke in

its own business and gaze on you adoringly and say, 'Much obliged to you for being alive'? It isn't that kind of a w

of your education from now o

"Do you want me to begin with my vo

as Gloria's grim reply. "You'll begin by takin

t sounds awfully hard

er. Come back here to-morrow at

, folding her hands

cion. "It isn't going to be an

till more lamblike expression.

ved the actress. "But I'd advise you to save your

ught inspiration from the charming face which Holcomb Lee had s

y to the picture with the sole