Hector claims that Harriet, like himself, is married to somebody else; a certain Garry Hearn being the man. But Harriet denies the allegation and defies the alligator. Hector lives with his wife at 375 Park avenue, New York. He seems to take it all as a joke, but his Harriet evidently does not. She alleges that he wooed and won her under the name of Palmer, and also that he ungallantly refuses to pay the rest of the rent so that she can get her needful belongings out of hock; and, to make matters worse, he will not see her any more. But she protests her undying love for him in spite of the way he has wounded her poor, tender little feelings, which ought to be easy for her, seeing the size of his saccharine bank-roll. Heads she wins, tails she loses. Harriet figures she stands to get a slice of it if he doesn’t make good about divorcing his wife and marrying her; or, in the other event, she will have the spending of most of it anyhow. So why shouldn’t modest little Harriet sue? And echo answers, why?
The New Supper Menu
No more liquid glances,
No more pretty speeches;
No more stewed live lobsters,
No more pickled peaches!
Questions and Answers
Dear Captain Billy—How will I head a story about a prominent Boston society girl marrying a Providence socialist?—Cub Reporter.