The San Francisco call and post., 1913-12-13
Continued from Yesterday

That's true, Ken. He never does
forgive. He quit me cold-when-
when Kitty almost added truth
fully when your mother found out"
But. she recollected her pose of in
jured innocence in time and finished
her sentence-"when he was tired of
me-"
She went on: He hates me now
you struck him before me- and for
| me. Oh. Ken, what will become of
me? My friends will cast me off
your family has cast you off,
The tears started again-her face
puckered like child's-and then be-
fore a red nose or swollen eyelids
spoiled her effect of pathos Kitty
buried her face in ken's handkerchief
and the fat sofa cushion.
ETH take care of you. I'll go look
for work-and mother has not cast
me off yefi'
The boy tried to meet his situation
but he could not face Potter, who
with the luncheon that had been or
dered SO gayly for "ss'' less than two
hours ago.
sEnthroaned behind the "Filet of
SOLE" Kitty eyed Dick jauntily when
he arrived in time for the big eats
a few minutes after Kenneth Nelson
had started off to try to earn the
wherewithal to pay for that luncheon
Come on in, Dickie. boy-I'm
pretty. hungry. but ] guess there's
eats enough for two if. one of EN-
goes it mild The kids out lookin'
for little job-boy's size
THE OLD FRIEND
AN when the kids out tryin' to
get some ones goat. we frolic-Eh,
Kitty ?-frolic. ike lambs. Say,
guess that would buy me a laugh in
the big small time. Yes? Yes?"
..Ye-Yus.'' said Kitty. amiably. You
couldn't buy be a small taxi ride
away from the cab driving style of
one James-could you. Dick?"
Il could buy a longer ride than
that. Kitty, if 1 was to be fellow
passenger
ecome on then" said Kitty. And
she started a new chapter in her
records
But for Ken it was the same old
chapter-with the pages still written
In a language he could scarcely un-
derstand-with the print growing
dull and old. A long, weary week
passed Work seemed to elude him.
His letters We're unanswered-even
his mother seemed to have forgotten
him.
After a week lack of funds forced
him to drive Potter away-much
against that good and faithful serv-
, ants will
.'Oh. don't need a chaperon-now
Potter. and I can't AFFORD to keep
one" he cried impatiently. Work
without wages is all right-but work
without food desn't amount to much
Well. I've all the mouth to fill in can
afford"
Habit, necessity-and the need of
| some love-be it false or true, bound
him to Kitty-and Kitty seemed to
consider Dick and Jim part of her
| encourage
Couldn't you dismiss some one else
instead. Mr.. Kenneth? For instance.
Mr., Le--v began Potter, but finished
with an abrupt goodby as Mr. LIE Roy
smiling, complacent. well fed-ap-
peared In the door for his morning
! greeting
Not going away to leave us. Pot
ter? And whittier away, Kenneth
boy?" he remarked, cheerily, arrang-
ing his hat and stick on the piano and
preparing to enjoy little of his own
vocalization.
I'm dismissing Potter-and going
| to look for more work. I'll leave you
the room. Dick-I've nothing else to
leave" said the boy, with bitter at
/ tempt at jauntiness.
s'Oh, going to do more looking-for
work, you mean Well, s'long-I'll
keep the piano entertained while
! you're gone"
Dick struck chord. He picked out
little running trill, and then he ad :
dressed the place where Kenneth had
stood moment before.