Music, lights, laughter--how I loved them all! _Marie_, of course.

Well, yes, I suspect Marie _was_ in the ascendancy about that time.

But I never thought of it that way.
Then came the baby, Eunice, my little girl; and with one touch of her tiny, clinging fingers, the whole world of sham--the lights and music and glare and glitter just faded all away into nothingness, where it belonged.

As if anything counted, with _her_ on the other side of the scales! I found out then--oh, I found out lots of things.

You see, it wasn't that way at all with Jerry.