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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, March 11, 1914, NOON EDITION, Image 15

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THE CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
I HAVE MY WAY
Chapter XCIX.
I could tell by the way that Dick
tightened -his arm about me after I
had proclaimed myself like every oth
er woman that while he did not be
lieve what I said was a fact he loved
me for saying it.
I determined to press my point
about the young woman in the chor
us about whom Jack had written me.
"Now, Dick, dear," I said. "I want
you to let me go and see this girl. If
she is what you think she is you will
only anger Jack and perhaps precipi
tate matters by your interference and
if she is what Jack thinks she is, I
would not have her hurt as you would
hurt her by taking Harry Symone
around to the stage door and asking
her to typical 'after the show' supper.
She would probably accept, whatever
she is, knowing you were Jack's
brother.
"I'll write her a little note; go and
call upon her and then decide wheth
er I want to know her. If I like her
I'll invite her t6 have dinner with just
you and me and then I'll let you say
what we shall do next in the matter."
Dick hesitated. a minute, but his
arm did not relax as we rode along in
the luxurious limousine" in which the
Symones were sending us home after
our dinner at their house. I knew I
had won before he spoke, .but was
surprised when he said: ."I guess you
are right about it, Margie. You go
ahead and run it your way."
Dick does not often tell me I am
right when I differ with him, and
when he gives in to me he almost al
ways makes a favor of it.
I have learned a good deal about
Dick since I married him four months
ago. I have found' he is quick temper
ed and acts rather like a spoiled child
when he can't have his way. Efow
ever, I don't think he is as obstinate
or "set" in his own opinions as are
most of the men I have known.
He has a splendid capacity for
making money, and, alas, one quite
as great for spending it. Although
he has one-third of our income for his
personal expenses, there has not been
one month since we were married
that he has not borrowed from me
and out of my two-thirds of the in
come I pay all our living and my
own personal expenses. I have saved
a little sometimes it is very little
each month.
Dick in money matters is generous
before he is just. He loves the busi
ness game and I often think that aft
er he leaves me in the morning until
he comes home he forgets utterly.
He is a man's man, viril, strong,
egotistical and usually good natured.
He is easily flattered, especially by a
pretty woman.
I noticed the other night when
Eleanor Fairlow was talking to him
that he fairly radiated warmth and
good nature and I knew that she was
flattering Mr. Dicky to the top of his
bent clever girl Eleanor Fairlow,
and I am sure she was and still is in
love with Dick.
Miss Fairlow is a very beautiful
young woman and her very attitude
of hanging on Dick's words and abso
lutely deferring to his judgment was
pouring balm on his masculine ego
tism. But I know that Dick is very
proud of me and that my greatest
attraction for him is that I constantly
surprise him with some idea that he
did not associate with women some
times I think before he knew me wo
man's attraction for him was purely
physical.
I am afraid that is where Eleanor
Fairlow lost out. She depended too
much on her power to please his
eye and did not exert herself enough
to interest his mind, for, although
Dick always says he hates high-brow
stuff, yet he enjoys it very much in
small doses.
(To Be Continued Tomorrow.)

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