Wanted: A Husband

CHAPTER I

OUT OF ORDER! pertlyannounced the placard on the elevator. To Miss Darcy Cole, wavering on damp,ill-conditioned, and reluctant legs, this seemed the final malignancy of themean-spirited fates. Four beetling flights to climb! Was it worth the effort?Was anything worth the effort of that heart-breaking ascent? For that matter,was anything worth anything, anyway? Into such depths of despond had the spiritof Miss Cole lapsed.

Was anything worth anything, anyway?

At the top of the frowning heights the studio apartment of Miss Gloria Greenewould open to her. There would be tea, fresh-brewed and invigorating. Therewould be a broad and restful couch full of fluffy pillows, comforting to tiredlimbs. There would be Gloria Greene herself, big and beautiful and radiant,representing everything which poor little Darcy Cole was not but most wished tobe, and, furthermore, a sure source of wise counsel, or, at worst, of kindlysolace for a case which might be too hopeless for counsel. As alternative, areturn to the wind-swept, rain-chilled New York side street. No; the thing hadto be done! Darcy nerved her soggy muscles to the ordeal.

On the second landing she paused to divide a few moments between hard breathingand hating the imitation-leather roll beneath her arm. Including the wall-paperdesign within, just rejected by B.

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