The widow laughed softly and complacently.
"That's just what I knew would happen," she said, closing her novel and flinging it onto the couch.
Then she added, looking up quizzically:
"A woman always has a reason—if you can only find out what it is."
IV
The Widow's Rival.
"WHY," said the widow, gazing thoughtfully at the ruby-faced woman with the gigantic waist-line, who sat beside the meek little man on the bench opposite, "do men marry—those?"
The bachelor glanced into the violet eyes beneath the violet hat.