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Wanted: A Husband

Chapter 8 No.8

Word Count: 2797    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

't enough capital stock of vigor to live on comfortably. So you can't expect them to loan or give away any in the form of thoughtful

ce she had, of her own initiative, laid hold on some shrinking, draggled, disheartened neophyte, such as she herself had been, who through mere helplessness had reduced Andy to wrathful despair, and, by a forced loan of will power and buoyancy, pulled her through the shallows to fair going again. On one occasion she had gone to police court with Andy on behalf of a girl who was "going wrong," the sister of one Gillig, a promising young pugilist under Andy's guidance; where she had so impressed the magistrate that (seeing her with Andy, whom he knew) he asked if she was a trainer, and hinted that he would be glad of her help on some of the border-line cases

the conclusion of one of their five-minute boxing bouts, in the course of which she had landed once with force

Darcy; ar

ainly a

'm too nosey-yah go

what I

D' ya

ginal Honest Working Gi

y good

irl

quit it, I guess," s

asked the Wo

come in I'm getting a lot of ladies to train down to their skirts. More'n I can really handle right

ctionate eyes. "Andy, you're a dear. That's

averred the professional. "In fact, I dunno as there's any one e

y. But I couldn't very

palliating the blow to his hopes, "yah'll be gettin' marr

'd marry a plain little stick like

erceived that this was no bluff. "Go-wan!" he repeated fervid

cause you like me,

mb Lee, with his artistic sense, and now this expert of

ternoon it w

had been foreshadowed; so what did Darcy care, though forgotten umbrella and overshoes had exposed her to a violent shower, now clearing? Her Central Park jaunts had hardened her to a point where she disregarded weather with contemptuous indifference. So now, instead of being huddled in her seat, contemplative of her own discomf

at all. The new Darcy was up instinctively and out like a flash. She grabbed the case and got a surprise. It weighed at least sixty pounds. Darcy had the basis for a fairly accurate estimate, as she had been recently occupying herself with a sixty-pound dumb-bell. Thanks to a persuasive quality of muscle which this exercise had imparted to h

pologized Darcy, shif

ment in life was having heavy things dropped on his feet. But there was no recognition in

o keep my feet out of the aisle." Darcy m

neath the steps, deposited it there, bowed in response to the thanks of t

't you?" asked

makes you

so kind. And you

ou'll injure yourself with it," said Darcy,

plained the other. "I only h

ere

ver beyond T

ibly long way to c

bus conductors are so decent about helpin' you on and off," said she, paying a merited compliment to t

in process. Nearing the corner of the prospective debarkation Mr. Jacob Remsen ar

ween the two occupants of the seat, "but I overheard your conversation. It jus

of this obvious "swell," wriggled and flutt

llowed. The assumer of burdens not his own attained the sidewalk and all but dislocated his neck by the jerk wi

ou, Mr.

acob Remsen had failed to see, in one casual glance at her face, anything which impelled him to bestow a second glance. Genu

eport of the occurrence for the benefit of Gloria

ode, "do you suppose the magnificent Mr. Remsen

to do," opined Gloria. "Helping

f Adonis and Ananias had no real

ceive what i

inous eyes. "Then it was

n't think it of Jack

that I would

being so particular about himself and so indifferent about

elessly. "That wasn't the impressio

character, oh, wise and prof

Darcy, and, as Gloria was openly laughing at her

ith a lot of bundles, or a sick cat, or a man in a

," commented Gloria,

a plain, little,

terthought," she declar

ing m

ia

? And if I aren't, why didn't he re

ngrossed in his

if he had a trou

t if he were to b

s

y row that threatens to burst into a lawsuit, and when it does, Jack has to take cover and keep it until it's over, so as n

ple remember me or not." Suddenly her face sparkled and her mobile lips quivered delica

g eagerly," said the

m

" She pointed an accusing fin

estaurant, on

ound the comers of life. Don't you k

all I wanted. The tea was respecta

he tea. Tell

ored and pinky-brown, and dressed like the back page of a magazine. And he called

shoo hi

ke to make one like it every day in the week and pul

o. What did

one, but I didn't have to do

Gloria. "Shades

brown caller didn't seem to take to the suggestion. 'Maybe so; maybe not,' he said. 'I belong to the Bouncers' Union, myself.' Then Mr. Gillig looked at him hard and said, 'I'm Spike Gillig, the welter-weight. I don't practice me art for me health'-Yes, he did, Gloria; he spoke of it as his art!-'And I ain't strong for scrappin' out of business hours,' he said. 'But I ain't goin' to sit by and see any rough stuff pulled on th

a lady, this is.' 'I gotcha,' the shortstop man said. He turned to me. 'Am I in wrong, miss? Was you ever to this joint before?' 'Never,' I told him. 'Apologies

"What did you do? This is important.

he girl. "I too

, free of its brotherhood, equipped to come and go in all its ways unafraid and unembarrassed by any complication. Blessed are those who are

I'm not afraid

, youth-flushed creature before her. "Wait till I get you dressed up

g with im

my blessed young protégée, but you're going to make some trouble for th

murely, but with dancing eyes, "

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