The beautiful young woman interviewed a fortune-teller on the usual subjects.
"Lady," said the clairvoyant, "you will visit foreign lands, and the courts of kings and queens. You will conquer all rivals and marry the man of your choice. He will be tall and dark and aristocratic looking."
"And young?" interrupted the lady.
"Yes, and very rich."
The beautiful lady grasped the fortune teller's hands and pressed them hard.
"Thank you," she said. "Now tell me one thing more. How shall I get rid of my present husband?"
Miss Milly was rather a talkative young lady. Her bosom friend, having missed her for some time, called to find out the reason.
"No, mum, Miss Milly is not in," the maid informed her.