Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-03-30

thing does is walk the telephone queen and
have her call up Mr. Robert.
"Well?" says he, impatient.
dts Torchy again" says |. "Ive filed the message,
all right But say, there's piece of human junk that
l collected from in front of the club who's tryin' to
panhandle for half the strength of bein an old
chum of yours. He says his names Melville Slater
"Wha-a-ata gasps Mr.. Robert. Nelly Slater, try
ing to borrow half dollar from your"
"Theres doubt about his needin it., says /. My
guess that half would be life saver to him just now
why, it doesn't seem possble" says Mr.. Robert.
o course hayent seen Nelly recently t1l but can
@Hung up the rail outside, the cop amt shooed
him off, says l.
aThen keep him there until l come" says Mr.. Rob-
ert. "If it's Nelly l must come. III be right over.
But don't say word to him until get there
SCOT YOU says l. Hold Nelly and keep num-
bule and, honest, from the lfeess way he's propped
up there, hangin loose his head to one side,
and that white pasty ook to his nose and forehead
well, didn't know but he'd croaked on the spot. So
slips through the cafe exit and chases along the side
street until meets Mr. Robert who's pkin over full tilt
YOU'RE sure it's Nelly Slater, are your says he.
I'm only sure that's what he said" says l. "But
you can settle that soon enough. There he is, over
there by the window
"Why!" SAYS Mr. Robert THAT can never be Nelly;
that is unless he's changed wonderfully" With that
he marches up and taps the object on the shoulder
say" says he you're really Nelly Slater your
the rail- and he lifts his up cring1n like he expected
to be hit with club Mr. Robert takes one look, and
it almost staggers him. Next he reaches out, gets
firm grip the gents collar and drags him out into
better light twistn the whiskered face up for close
inspection
@Blashford!'. says he, hissin' it out unpleasant
Bunny Blashford!'
: mo- nor says the gent, tryin' to squirm away.
"You-you We made mistake.
mot muchl' says Mr. Robert. Il know those sneak
ing eyes of yours too we'll"
aAl right says he; "but-but don't hit me- Bob
Don't
aYou-you curl" SAYS Mr. Robert, holdin' him at
arms length and garin' at him hostile.
"A ringer, eh?" says /.
"Worse than that says Mr.. Robert, "a sneaking
contemplate hound! Trying to pass yourself off for
Nelly, were your" he goes "Of all men, Nelly!
What for?'
IL didn't want you to know was back" whines
Bunny. "And had to get money somehow, Bob
honest l did,
BAH" says Mr.. Robert 4You-you-'
But he amt got any such vocabulary as old Hickory
Films has, SO here when he needs it most all he
do is express his deep disgust by shakin this Bunny
party like hired girl dustin rug He jerks him
this way and that SO reckless that was afraid he'd
goes all in heap the sidewalk. I'd Mr.
Robert get real wrathy before; but it's all over in
minute, and he chances around like he was ashamed.
Hang it al' says he gain at the wreck. Il didn't
to lay my hands on him..
Hes in punk condition, saysI. whats to be done
call ambulance"
That jars Mr.. Robert a lot expect he worked
up he didn't know how rough he handln him, and
my suggestin that he's qualified Bunny for cot sobeIs
him down in minute. Next thing knows he's knee-
in over the Blashford gent and 1iftn' his head up.
4Here, what's the matter with your says Mr.. Rob
ert
aDont Don't strike me again. means Bunny
cringn'.
mo no, I'm not going to- says Mr.. Robert. 4And
I apologize for shaking you. But what ais your
Tim all in says Bunny, beginnin' to snff1e.
"Don't-don't beat me! I'm going to die; but
but not here, lke-ike this Il don't want to live;
but-but don't want to finish this way, like a rat.
Hell |
deserve it from you; but-but you wouldn't want to
go like this-dirty and ragged? L! want to