Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1912-08-20
Cynthia-of -the-Minute
CoovriQhf 1911 By Louis Joseph Vance
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At little table in the middle OF It.
sat Rhode. breeding over a glass half
empty. AS her figure darSened the door
way. he looked up. saw who she was
ana nodded heavily.
Cynthia returne the salutation with
some nncsrtsinty. Her Good morning
owned rims Of dubiety, But to her
relief the Red Alan seemed to harbor no
I'll feeling toward her. Indeed. his pri-
nal and most grave concern resided
with her employer. apparently. for his
first words, spoken after he mad hasuIy
araineS his glass and heaved his heavy
hulk out OF the chair and toward the
Soor- we're accompanied by jerk OF
his thumb toward the bows
What's she up 20 now?" he demand
ed in a husky stage whisper
Reading" replied Cynthia restrain
Ing an almost Irresistible impulse TO
laugh; his reception OF her was so oiI-
ferent from her anticipations, ana MS
anxiety TO avoid rousing madames at
tention seemed so naif- AT least LETT
her so" -,
win unaffected earnestness. Leaning
a huge shoulder wearily against the
,soor case. he rummaged in a hip pocket,
found a pink-bordered handkerchief ana
unopped his face diligently say, ne Cd
serves plaintively. she sure can raise
more l1-hum!-Cain TO the minute!
Has she tried to scalp you yet! ne
added with some show OF anxiety.
mot vet" said Cynthia, eheerfuIly'
Eve seem TO get along very We'll
wait" said Rhode in sepulchraI
voice. ashe hasn't got your number
vet Honest she's wonder she
9sved me alive this morning and then
did a monologue over my prosuate
form. And 1 hope may die II done
anvthin' but say she ought TO be CRATE
ful 10 me for sendin' her a nice slrl
like you"
CYNTHIA searched his expression mar
rovly; but there was not ghost OF
sr,fIs 4berein-merely mournful retro
spection-
I'm sorry she SAID hao 70 '
her-she knew"
I know" he sighed. She knows
everything. and the worst Of it is. gem
orally she knows IL first- You can't
heat that woman. / didn't mean her no
harm. sendin' You to her-nOt her nor
vet youfi only asked you not to mention
me because i knew whatd happen u
YOU did. But what's the use? Get In
wrong with her just once and you're
al IN. the oAu IoNeNSi 7ohN
Gee. he exclaimed in reminiscent tor
ment-
I'm glad you're not angry with me-
Cynthia began. difidently.
sWho-me? Angry with you? Quit
your kiddsn'. 1 amt such a fool as
she'd like you TO believe; 1 don't blame
you. I'm just sorry for YOU"
Il don't think you need be-" Cynthia
said with some dignity.
You wait. It's comm. Between her
and that Belgian cat, they'll frame up
somethin' that's your fault, and then
you'll get yours. same's the rest OF US
But take II from me. Miss Grayce, the
Erst time YOU hear her crack the whip.
YOU crawl right under the table and be
a good doggie- It's no use tryin' to make
her understand The only thing to do
Is TO crawl, and crawl pronto. I've been
there. and know"
he craned his fat red neck round the
corner OF the deck house. cast hasty
glance forward, and as hastily lodged
hack
.'stiu readin': but you can't tell when
she'll take IL into her head to come to.
I'm going 10 beat 10 while the beatin's
easy. It's me for a swift exit. with
hunted expression and my ears happin
He rolled cumbrously over to the head
Of the ladder leading down to the main
deck aft There ne turned to eye Gym
thia morosely as she stood crimson with
suppressed laughter.
.-You mind what I said ne advised
dourIy. And when you get into trou-
bIe-weu you know me, and you know
I'm your friend
with that he let himself cautiously
down TO the main deck and. turning, dis
appeared into the superstructure.