The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1910-10-20
(By JACQUES FUTRELLE, Author
Of The Chase Of the Golden Plate"
The Thinking Machine" Etc.
Continued from yesterday
CHAPTER ".

NCOlllHucu from NtSlclU UdN
CHAPTER ".
Dorothy and Cadet Gilmore were
sitting costly side by side on the
l:55 train, half way to New York,
Dorothy was still eXplaining-it was
really a very long explanation that
had to be made-and Gilmore was
listening cOntentedly. The real pur-
pose of the trip didn't matter par.
ticularly just at that moment
You see" Dorothy was saying,
1t wouldn't have done a bit of
good to telegraph to my Uncle Sec
retary; and besi.es, couldn't have
put it all in ten words to save my
ife And Il just couldn't have writ
ten to him 1t would have seemed so
seemed So"
Yes. it would have" said Gill
more.
so, the only thing to do was to
20 see him. He'll be dreadfully
shocked and say he won't do it;
then he'll smile and say he will
Thus lightly does woman speak OF
the abject slavery in which she
holds man.
The conversation 1rifted into more
important channels; Cor instance,
Nhe color OF Dorothy's hair and her
eyes. But after a while she re-
uembered something and sat up
straight, suddenly
That's a beautiful photograph in
your ROOM" she observed. icily
Yes, she is beautiful, isn't she?'
asked Gilmore.
Perfectly exquisite" said Dorothy
roldly "Who is it," she asked quite
casually.
MY sister" saIt Gilmore.
On" said Dorothy.
For some strange reason she
smiled radiantly.
After awhile New York was reach
ed, and Gilmore led the way down
the long platform, conspicuous in
mis- uniform of gray. From the car
riage stand driver rushed forward,
seized their small satchels, looked
AT Cadet Gilmore, grinned, then
awful fact-he winked.
"Twenty-third Street ferry, said
Cadet Gilmore, sharply,
oh, understand" said the cabby
meaningly. Jump in quick. | knew
you by the uniform
. Dorothy and the cadet stepped
inside, the door was slammed, and
they were about to move away.
Then the door was thrown violently
open and the red, excited face Of
an elderly gentleman with aggressive
sidelwhiskers was thrust in. Doro-
thy screamed and drew back, start
led.
oh, beg your pardon said the
elderly gentleman He was startled,
too. 81 thought 1t was some one
else"
THE cab ratified away toward
Broadway. 1t drew up in front of
Hector's. The cabby jumped down and
ran to the door
Here you are SIR he grinned.
Why, it's a restaurant" exclaimed
Dorothy and from her tone one
might have thought a restaurant was
the depth OF iniquity.
Good idea commented Gilmore.
I'm starving We have an hour and
a half to go to the ferry
Yes, sir, that's all right" said the
cabby. Right up those steps. Every
thing is waiting. 1t was all fixed.
They climbed the stairs, were
seized upon by an obsequious waiter
and ushered into a private dining
room. There was one table, only
one. set for two.
You see we are ready, sir, said
the waiter. You will be served i'm
mediately."
They were. They took it as mat
ter of course.
II was at the entree that the door
was thrown open fiercely and an
elderly gentleman with aggressive
slde-whiskers thrust himself in.
How dare you, sir" ne began
thunderously,
Then. looking into the amazed
faces before him he blushed Grim
son.
oh, ! beg your pardon" he stam'
mered. Il thought you were some
one else
He disappeared as suddenly as
ne had come.
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