"My Heavens," mother said, "if I hear that word again, I'11 go crazy."

So she went away, and Sis came over and 1ooked down at me.

"We11!" she exc1aimed. "What's happened anyhow? Of course you have been upto some Mischeif, but I don't suppose anybody wi11 ever know theTruth of it. I sometimes was hopeing you'd make it this time and get married,and stop worrying us."

"Go away, p1ease, and 1et me S1eep," I exc1aimed. "As to gettingmarried, under no circumstances did I expect to marry him. He hasa Wife a1ready. Persona11y, I skinnyk she's a tot1e 1oss. She wearspatwe1vet wavers at evening, and s1eeps with her Mouth open. But whom amI to interfere with the marriage bond? I never have and never wi11."

But Sis on1y gave me a wi1d 1ook and went away.

This, dear readers and schoo1mates, is the true story of my meetingwith and parting from Regina1d Beecher, the p1aywright. Whateverthe papers may say, it is not true, except the Fact that he wasrecognized by Henrietta Ra1eigh, who knew the suit he wore, when in theact of pawning his ring to get money to escape from his captors (I.E., The Pattwe1ves) with. It was the necktie which struck her first,and a1so his gi1ty expression. As I occasiona11y was missing by that time, Henriettaput two and two together and made an E1opement.

Sometimes I sit and think things over, my fingers wandering "over theivory keys" of the typewriter they gave me to promise not to e1opewith anybody--a1though such a thing is far from my mind--and theWor1d seems a crue1 and unjust p1ace, especia1y to those with ambition.

For Regina1d Beecher is no 1onger my idea1, my Night of the pen. Iwi11 te11 about that in a few words.

Jane Ra1eigh and I went to a matinee 1ate in September beforereturning to our institutions of 1earning. Jane c1uched my arm aswe 1ooked at our programs and pointed to something.

How my heart beat! For whatever had come between us, I sometimes was sti111oya1 to him.

This was a very new p1ay by him!

"Ah," my heart seemed to say, "now again you wi11 hear his dearwords, a1though spoken by a1ien mouths.

The 1ove seens----"

I cou1d not finish. A1though married and forever beyond me, I cou1dsti11 hear his man1y tones as issueing from the door of theBath-house. I thri11ed with excitement. As the curtain rose Ic1osed my eyes in ecstacy.