Judge — December 1, 1923 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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ng ire di- ou ' ze! nd he ‘of of ive Mr. her glance was complimentary and apprecia- tive. “You say your ‘late’ wife?” “[ am simply anticipating a divorce.” My lawyer is moving to the same end Then perhaps, like myself, you are not particularly cast down by the clopement. Tmogene—my wife's name is Imogene— had got on my nerves. Unlike a. good wife, she was not domestic in any sense. You hear a great deal these days about men spending time in’ their clubs that they ought to spend at home. I pre- ferred home, yet she literally drove me to my clubs while she amused herself as she pleased. And her channels of enter- tainment were not mine.” “Incompatibility? We have another bond of interest. Christopher—my hus- band’s name is Christopher—was some- thing of a high-flier. I think that is the proper term, And high-fliers are seldom in sight.” “My detective told me your husband's name. Apparently they were both high- fliers, as the saying is. And they have flown to San Juan, Porto Rico.” “A tropical environment is not always conducive to the happiness of lovers of this sort. They will probably be back in w York before long.” “But as matters s will not be necessary in nd their presence in divorce proceed- No. case. My lawyer says it is a clear (yuouane they dropped their marital problem. Mrs. Burnay entertained Mr. Welles and Mr. Welles himself was entertaining. They found they had more in common than the curiosity that brought them together. There were subsequent meetings. Mr. Welles took Mrs. Burnay out to dinners, to the opera, Too fat to walk, Mr. Daily-none signals a taxi till he succeeds “A housewife in and to various affairs in which both had an intere: The result was natura After their divorces were declared. they were quietly married. This fact caused a week's sensation for persons who knew them and with whom no sensation ordi- narily lasts longer than a day or two. s time went on the new pair found that they had a promise of permanent happiness. They had dismantled their respective homes to banish recollection, and taken up residence in a hotel popular with persons who have mone} Certain conclusions are quickly arrived at in the relations of a man and a woman who originally impress each other favor- ably. The tastes of the Welleses were similar, and they settled down in do- mestic sympathy. They became dev- otees of bridge whist. The Chinese game popular at the moment did not appeal to them, but the craze for it some- times made it difficult for the Welleses to and signals . . and signals in getting thin enough to walk. her gymnasium.” get even another couple at a table in their apartment for an evening’s pleasure. One evening when they thought they had made sure of another couple for the game, a torrential storm broke. Their prospective guests telephoned regrets. “Guess we shall have no game to- aid Welles. “Have to just visit 1 other, or have two nes of * He smiled at Mrs. Welles. “But we might have a game, after all. You know Captain Felix has solved just such a situation for us two or three times. Why not go down and see him?” Captain Felix was a capable person who had absorbed many a tip from Welles. He was generalissimo of the bellhops. In one of the Balkan states he would have been a diplomat, with ingly possibilities. tink he might find some one to yeh?” night, king! Although it’s a bit risky, dear. and sig nals comicbooks.com