Nellallitea Larsen,
The Wrong Man (Larsen)
(1926)
“ It was worse—it was dangerous. Certainly it was about to become dangerous to her, Julia Romley, erstwhile ... She let the thought die unfinished, it was too unpleasant.She had been so happy, so secure, and now this: Ralph Tyler, risen from the past to shatter the happiness which she had grasped for herself. Must she begin all over again? She made a hasty review of her life since San Francisco days: Chicago and the art school where she had studied interior decorating with the money that Ralph Tyler had given her; New York, her studio and success; Boston, and marriage to Jim Romley. ”
