Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-11-05

Nor an usher7' asked another.
Have you ring?" inquired the third
in sudden anxiety.
Thanks. yes-ny mothers. You've been
awfully good fellows, and I wish-but you
understand. 1 don't want her 10 think
was so sure-that even you
That's all right, old fellow exclaimed
the owner of the machine, land 1 hope
you won't mind my having taken the hocr-
ty of sending some flowers up to the rec
tory. 1 telephoned in the order while you
were fixing things up with the parson
Girls are sort of superstitious about flowers,
don't you know.
Thanking you, Ned. for thinking of it!
Send you all cards-when we find mouse!
Good Dyer
Good luck to your sang the trio, and
the big car shot into the blackness of the
side street.
Four wheelers and hansoms seemed to
encircle the block where the restaurant
stood 1t was 1 o'clock. Parke walked
slowly and studied each vehicle with
searching glances. At last, in the middle
of the block on the north side, he came
upon hanson which had just drawn up
to the curb. Leaning back in the corner
was the figure of woman. Parke bent
forward and then drew back. He had
found what he wanted-EleanOr s mother.
In a few moments Eleanor, muff1ed from
head to foot. came out of a side entrance
| and ran quickly toward the RANSOM Three
other muffied figures. all under the eagle
eye of Thelheimer, also appeared and then
disappeared in as many carriages. Eleanor
| stopped with one foot on the hanson step.
She had known he would be there, and she
had tried to put on a certain air of bra
vado which failed utterly when they came
| face to face.
Come back to Thalheimer's office and
write your resignation" he said, and Mrs.
Whyte gave a cry that was half welcome,
half relief. She would have written to
him long ago if she had not feared her
daughters reproaches.
cleaners voice trembled.
70 10 1t,c
she said.
mo, now" he replied sternly. "You
cannot play in that balcony another night
But | am under contract to Mr.. Thai
helmer, she said hesitatingly.
Il will make good his financial loss, If
there is any. My wife cannot play in a
restaurant tomorrow night, nor any other
night"
He was leading her back to the side en-
trance. Her mother leaned back content
eddy after signaling for the window to be
dropped.
"But-but I am not your wife" said
Eleanor with last show of determine
ton.
You will be in an hour. Come, dear"
the last in tone so low and yet so firm
that she yielded without another word.
Thalheimer heard them through without
an interruption.
ooh, WELL" he said with sigh, II might
have known-the thirteenth day. Still it
| will be good Notwithstanding
Parke drew out a check book. I'VE are
going to try to keep it out of the papers!'
"Oswald!' Eleanor cried. Don't do any
thing RASH
He looked at her for moment and then
burst into a laugh that was not exactly
mrthful.
Rash! You don't call the mere spending
of money rash, do you? After playing in
hanging balcony, extravaganza doesn't
count
Something in Thalheimers better nature
responded to the suffering which this young
man had evidently undergone during the
evening. He loved the girl: he had loved
her since she child. The restaurant
man looked at the check book, then at the
girl There We're tears in her eyes.
tits all right, Mr.. Parke,' he said. ''Most
young fellows who hang around here want
notoriety. 1 see you are different sort.
The papers won't get a line of it,
But he could not refrain from sending is
a wedding gift to the young couple a gay
little pagoda in carved and inlaid ivory.