Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1911-03-02
Copyright. 1910. by Doubleday. Page 6
Company. Copyright. 1908. by
the Mcclure Company

"Oh, indeed it wouldn't!" exclaimed
h pretty Jewess. 81 don't know what
mightn't happen to you. You will be
careful, won't you-if it's only to please
me?" And her Eyes were large and
beseeching.
You're very kind to take an inter-
est" said Val. really grateful, though
he had to restrain an impulse to draw
back from her advances. "Of course 1
don't want to be let in for a scandal
which might do others harm as we'll as
me-and would: if that beast Milton
could manage it. I'm not exactly pin
ing to see the inside of a New York
jail, which you seen to think Pm in
danger of doing. Things are bad
enough as it is" And his face dark
ened, for he thought that after the
loathsome publicity the newspapers
were now giving the name of Love
land he might have difficulty in bring
ing down such game as he had crossed
the sea to seek.
"Oh, Pm sorry you think things here
are so bad" retorted Isidora, flushed
and pouting.
You know | don't mean things
here" protested Val, with less truth
than politeness. You're too good to
me. and | appreciate it all immense
ly.'
DO you?" she asked, her eyes
liquid.
"Of curse | clio. 1 hope l shall be
able to prove that before long"
"Well.' she said warmly. II mean
to go on being good-better-best to
you. for Pm studying out Il plan to get
your things away from the Waldorf
Astoria hotel and all the same to keea
you out Of trouble. You're a foreigner
and don't understand our ways yet, but
I'll see you through all right"
How are you going to do that. my
guardian angelo" Val smiled at the
pretty girl.
Tsidora had the sensation Of being
bathed in perfumed cream. His guard
ian angel!' She had been called a
number of nice things, such as a real
beaut," a high flier and a Floradora.
but no one had ever hailed her as his
guardian angel before. and with all her
heart she vowed that she would live
up to the name.
81 don't know exactly yet how I'll
do it," she admitted. But you leave
it to me, and it'll be done, you'll see.
Only give me an order signed Love
land to bring away anything of yours
from the hotel. Meantime I've thought
of n thing, which is you'd better
not be seen here till we're sure they
amt on to you through that messenger
boy. l tell you what, I've got a lady
friend in this street, Mrs. Johnny
Ge%rnsbacher, who's looking after an
empty house that's for rent"
"a caretaker?" asked Loveland.
81 guess that's right. Me and Mrs.
| Gernsbacher's good friends. She's a
widow lady. quite old, most forty-five,
SO she'll do for a chaperon. You can
see to things here for five minutes till
l run across and ask if she'll let you
stay there in the house, as a friend of
mine, till you have time to look
around"
"I-see to things?' echoed Loveland
blankly.
eyes. If anybody ome in they'll
take you for a swell waiter in those
clothes. They'll think Alexander the
Greats starting in for uptown STYLE"
She laughed with amusement at the
Joke. and Loveland laughed, too,
though not very heartily. He wa not
enchanted at the idea Of being mistak-
en- for a swell waiter"
Mrs. Gernsbacher must have been
very accessible and easily persuaded,
for in less than ten minutes the girl
was back again, flushed with triumph.
cts all right" she announced. "Beccy
G.'s standing in the basement door,
waiting for you to pop in. Bill, you
show him the way to Beccy's. Goodby,
Mr.. Gordon. Don't stay here another
minute. I'll be yer as soon as I can
to tell you what's up, and I'll send Bill
along at noon with something good for
| your dinner"
Nothing had happened when. Bill
Willing came at 1890 to find Loveland
an appropriately ornamental figure,
keeping guard in Mrs. Gernsbacher's
kitchen during that lady's absence on
a shopping expedition; nothing had
happened worth reporting, except that
Alexander the Great was ''around
again.
Isidora had sent. wrapped In a jap
anese paper. napkin, a ham sandwich
and a generous slice of pumpkin pie, a
delicacy strange to the Englishman's
palate. Bill had brought food for him
self. and he had struggled in his pocket
a bottle of ginger ale for both.
Have you. read the beastly newspa-
per article about met" Val forced him
self to inquire.
"No," answered Bill, II amt seen 1t.
Miss Lizzie offered me the paper. but I
well, ! didn't care TO read, Il. Seem
ed as II 'twould sorter be spyin' on
you behind your back"
You're a good fellow said Val.