Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-05-11

lover. What's the matter with you? I'll
show up here Friday night with the
doshr' Carely said with vehemence. IF
don't, put me down as dubhead!'
ed directly for the avenue, riding most of
the way. AS he neared the house he saw
a small, girlish figure coming toward him.
He reconized it, and stopped. "Hullo.
Grace. Where are YOU bound for?" he
queried.
A small face looked up into his with
sudden gladness. I'm going to mail this
letter at the corner. Come with me, do.''
she urged in her quick way.
SURE he answered. and started along.
She thrust little hand in the hollow
of his arm and he held it firmly. She
looked up little questioningly, but he
made no comment and the hand remained.
As they walked on he worked in a few
suggestions to the effect that he had just
got wise to stunt In the investment line
that was safe and sure. She listened with
eagerness, and when they reached the
house she was willing to turn her savings
over to him. She would have to draw
it from the bank and would give it to
him the next noon.
He went to his room, smiling to him.
SELF but as he started to enter the door
he heard voices below and caught his
name.
80 you've got BEAU a girls voice
said, little amused note in it.
Her voice. softened as if by a hurt,
came to him. Please don't speak that
way, Madge. He's just nice to me,
that's all. 1 trust him and like him,
and he's the first one to be real friendly
to me Of all in this city" A door closed.
Carely snapped on his light with a
slow motion. "Pshaw. it's all in the
game" he said after moment.
At noon the next day she called him
into one Of the small reception rooms
and counted out the money. She did it
with childish pleasure and called him
her banker.
That evening he prepared for his de-
parture Into his suit case he packed
all that he cared to take. AS he went
downstairs he met the girl coming up.
She greeted him with a swift smile
that always seemlh near to her eyes,
brown hair he admired was wavy and
little loose after long hours Of work.
Coming back soon, Rob?" she asked.
you bet. I'm going to my washer
woman's and then Ill be back, little
one!' he answered
She swayed little under the last
words and he was startled at himself.
It was the first caress he had ever
given her. in word form or otherwise.
He went on quickly. mentally kick
He rot out easy enough. and he knew
no one would miss him until the next
day, and by that time he would be
buried in the city section where his
partner nelO IOII tuC uC0POOs
iumbled tenements and novels where q
man could hide in safety and where
hundreds did
An hour later found him in Layly's
tobaccO-filled room. He put down the
case and faced the grinning Layly.
"Aint that risky, cartin'ss that case
right out OF the house?" inquired Lay
~. They'll get wise!'
mo they won't We fellows have
to take our dirty stuff out to washer
woman. and we do it with our cases
often. Now. boy, look at that" Carey
threw down the package Of bills.
Layly picked it up and thumbed the
bills. He laughed Say. that is like
taking candy from a kid,sain't it? Five
hundred in walk.
Carely stopped in his unpacking. Be-
fore him had come. vision of her
small, smiling face, beautiful eyes and
beautiful hair; he heard again the soft.
panied voice answering the hooking
tongue of the girl called Madge: Hes
just nice to me. that's all. and trust
him and like him.
Carely sat down, leaving the case
open Layly looked acrOss at him.
What We lthinkin OFF, he asked, still
Carely did not smile. "Tm thinking
of what q dirty eur I am. I'm think
| ing that I've done dirt to the one per-
son in all the world that ever showed q
! bit Of liking fol hne-love. II you want