Gladys Daugherty, aka Molly

Strictly speaking, Molly Daugherty doesn’t really exist. Neither did Gladys Daugherty, or Gilda Cartwright before her, or Glenna Gordon before her. None of them lasted longer than a series of letters, each one sealed with a perfumed kiss and mailed to a man looking for love in the personal advertisements of various Midwestern papers. After the letters, a meeting; then a wedding; then a few weeks or months of wedded bliss before tragic accidents befell Mr. Gordon, Mr. Cartwright, and Mr. Daugherty, each in his turn. Each one’s worldly possessions went to their newly-minted widow, who sold everything for a quick profit and then…summarily disappeared.

Of course, the money of a relatively poor lonely heart doesn’t stretch very far, and sometimes a woman needs to make ends meet while she’s looking for her next true love. The Silk Rose is just a starting point for a lady with ambition.