and Mrs. Harley returned from their honeymoon,
they told me they thought I ought to give up humor and take to
writing love-stories.
"That kissing the picture episode," said Stuart, looking gratefully
at me, "was an inspiration. To my mind, it was the most satisfactory
thing you've ever done."
"I like that!" cried his wife, with a mischievous twinkle in her eye.
"He didn't do it. It was I who kissed the picture. He couldn't have
made me do anything else to save his life."
"Rebellious to the last!" said I, with a sigh to think that I must
now write the word "Finis" to my little farce.
"Yes," she answered. "Rebellious to the last. I shall never consent
to be the heroine of a book again, until--"
She paused and looked at Stuart.
"Until what?" he asked, tenderly.
"Until you write your autobiography," said she. "I have always
wanted of be the heroine of that."
And throwing down my pen, I discovered I was alone.
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