The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-10-17
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 cable telling me how and where to get the money on my letter of credit. It's rather awkward being here in these clothes and"-
 I've haven't got private room.'' re- piled the girl, except our own parlor. T wish we had, becaqse-because guess you're just about right. You oughtn't to be here today sitting around dressed that way. You might be noticed and-andD- She hesitated then began to speak again quickly in low voice. ttSee here, Mr.-Mr. Cor don. don't know but I'd better tell you something. Bend down. I don't want the walters to hear. Dutchy don't catch on to English much, but folks always understand when you don't want 'em to. Of course it's all right about Bill. as he's your friend. suppose he knowsP'
 Knows what ?" inquired Val
 seWhy-it's-it's in the paper-this mornings Light
 "Ohr' The blood sprang to val's face, his scar showing very white. No need. it seemed. for further questions. He thought he knew what Miss Isi- dora Alexander had been reading in the paper and cursed himself for hay
  he had not told her that inquiries must be made at the waldorf for Lord Love lands cablegram and letters she would ing's friend, with the hero of the New York Lights story
 The cad Milton had evidently made up some tale on recovering his dis gusting senses, tale not too damaging to himself, and had named his assaiI- ant.
 'Give me the paper, please,'' Val de manded.
 Mot now" said the girl. "Dutchy's looking. and that silly boy Blinkey has just come in. Better not let lem guess we're alluding to anything in the pa per.''
 asIs it about my knocking a man down?.' asked Loveland-
 tFYes. swell well known in s'ciety. I've seen his name often in Town Chat And it's about you at the hotel tool
 Suddenly it seemed to Val that he would not have the heart to read that article about himself in the news paper-
 That scene of his humiliation in the Waldorf restaurant and afterward in the hall! How could he bear to see it all set out in vulgar print, accompa- nied perhaps by an interview with the hotel employee who had turned him into the street? No; he could not look at the paper, could not see him. self held dp to public ridicuIe, prob ably by the pen of the man he had ordered from his door with CadwaIla-< der Hunter yesterday in the morning
 He broke in upon the girls revela- tions. Never mind that part now" he said That's nothing. Has the man Milton set the police on me?''
 Nope; guess not. There's a kind of interview with him in the paper, and he says he deserved what he got for having anything to do with a man of your sort. He says after he'd told you exactly what he thought of you you hit him from behind, which don't believe, because you a1n't' that kind. I'll bet''-
 ''Thank yOu," said Loveland, looking so handsome in the paIlor of his an ger that the Jewish girl could not take her eyes from his face.
 "'No, I'm not that kind of man," Val echoed her words. Evidently the cowardly beast must have picked him. self up before he was seen; otherwise, as he was lying on his fat back, his story about having been hit from be hind would hardly have held water. Will the police do anything on their own responsibility, do you think ?''
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