Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1910-02-08
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and could hear his softly insinuat-
ing voice. Time to get up, sir. Are
you awake? Time to get up"
There was no response from num-
Der nine. guessed that he had
opened the curtains and was looking
in. Then he came back.
Number mines empty" he said.
Empty! Do you mean my clothes
aren't there?" demanded. MY va
lise? Why don't you answer me?"
"Youydoan' give me time" he retort-
ed. There amt nothin' there. But
it's been slept in
The disappointment was the greater
for my few moments of hope. | sat
up in white fury and put on the
clothes that had been left me. Then,
still raging, l sat on the edge of the
berth and put on the obnoxious tan
| shoes. The porter, called to- his du-
ties, made little excursions back to
me, to offer assistance and to chuckle
at my discontinue. He stood by, out
wardly decorous, but with little irri-
tating grins of amusement around his
mouth, when finally emerged with
the red tie in my hand.
bet the owner of those clothes did
not become them any more than you
do" he said, as he piled the ubiquitous
whisk broom.
when l get the owner of these
Clothes / retorted grfmly, "he will
need shroud. Where's the con
ductor?" 49,
The conductor was coming, he as
sured me: also that there was no bag
answering the description of mine on
the car. slammed my way to the
dressing room. washed. choked my
fifteen and half neck into a fifteen
collar, and was back again in less
than five minutes. The car, as well as
it's occupants, was gradually taking
on daylight appearance. hobbled
in, for one of the shoes was abomin.
ably tight, and found myself facing
young woman in blue with an unfor-l
getable face. ("Three women already"
Mcknight says: That's going some,
even if you don't count the Gilmore
nurse') She stood, half-turned to-
ward me. one hand idly dropping, the
other steadying her as she gazed out
at the flying landscape. I hadsan in
slant impression that I had met her
somewhere, under different@ circum-
stances, more cheerful ones, thought,
for the girls detection now was evil
dent. Beside her, sitting down. small
dark woman. considerably older, was
talking in rapid undertone. The
girl nodded indifferently now and then
.I fancied. although / was not sure.
that my appearance brought startled
look into the young woman's face.
sat down, and, hands thrust deep into
the other mans pockets, stared rue
fully, at the other. mans shoes.
The stage was set, In moment
the curtain was going up on the first
act of the play. And for while we
would all say our little speeches and
sing our little songs. and l., the viii
lain, would hold center stage while the
gallery hissed
The porter was standing beside low
er ten. He had reached in and was
knocking valiantly. But his efforts
met with no response. He winked at
me over his shoulder; then he unfast-
ened the curtains and bent forward.
Behind him. saw him stiffen. heard
his muttered exclamation saw the
blush pallor that spread over his
face and neck. AS he retreated a
step the interior of lower ten lay open
to the day.
The man in it was on his back, the
early morning sun striking full on
his upturned face. But the light did
not disturb him. A small stain Of red
dyed the front of his night clothes
and trailed ACROSS the sheet: his half
open eyes were fixed. without seeing,