Wanted: A Husband

Remsen mansion. While engaged upon the sixth variation

t," calle

well-set, muscular frame, to the presence of Mr. Jacob Remsen, who wor

ired Mr. Harmon

nswered the you

I h

ou ever kill a s

t y

e to

the thing

ward the Avenue an

ch to look

e comes on at ten a

he visitor. "It

and

his: he never asks questions about other peopl

ur theatrical duds here?" was

of'

a part and walk

"Put on a suit of tights and dive out of the conserva

ith an old man makeu

and on the chance of its being me, slaps the wrist of anybody

t when I

ouldn't,

t fool him b

demanded Mr. Remsen crossly, for confinement wa

the world if you'

ill

conds you will be seen going up the steps to the front door. Presently you will be seen coming down

guise. But how shall we get

that

an, built it up, revised it, tested it a

point," said Remsen at

t's

I go when

o you wa

out of t

mself in thought and came up b

ed to order. You've never been to m

N

d center of nowhere. Thirteen miles from a ra

state man's prospect

's also a double honeymoon. But they aren't onto that yet." Harmon's clear brown eyes twinkled. "One half won't know how the other half lives till the

u when they meet acr

in on the truck. The Woods I'm sending to the Island. They climb out at Ashland and go over by boat. Unless they all hap

like a

it? Want

ouble bridal tour? Ex

to the Bungalow. That's at the third corner of my little triangular piece of mountain and

id. Any other agreeable su

out. Too much gayety or something. Don't know what it is or who she is, but she's up

tle on the Crags? Or the Haunted Manor House? Or the Co-educational Club? O

ing after her. Seclusion is her watchword. If you see her, mak

to order. And it's mighty good of you, ol

nine o'clock in the

ter. I've got some

amendment. How would it be if the taxi I arrive

it be

manufacturer of che

u look up after that, you'll see the Englishest looking Englishman you ever sat eyes on

est make-up, i

y my accent, it is most conv

ho

y Cart

posed to

m you toured for two months in J

Roddy! Certainly. Then I'd better capture you-him, I mean, and t

e at eight-thirty. Cheery-o

its door emerged Mr. Thomas Harmon, who rolled upon the pavement apparently strangling. Mr. Murphy rushed to his aid. When he was restored to his feet and his breath, and the taxi had ceased to imitate Fafnir the Dragon, a tall figure in an extremely Englis

of breaking in," he o

nquired that gentleman as the visitor aga

n't let him put his nose inside the door. Says his name is C

well as that accomplished actor, Mr. Jacob Remsen,

he bell-ringer adjusted a monocle and ambled down the steps to shake hands. "Well

d the obliging and innoce

ell camp there till somebody jolly

the Englishman bestowing two dollars upon Mr. Murphy to get a message to Mr. Remsen contai

suspiciously new apparel arrived, and were shown into Drawing-Room "A," at the upper end of the car. Shortly after, another couple, also glistening a

said to himself, retiring dis

short of the full