The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1913-03-11


INTO her FRIGHTENED FACE.
A coffee cake and a glass of water do
not supply the nutrition that is re-
quired by girl who has exercised VIC
lently for three hours.
AS she stepped to the sidewalk
the doorway and spoke. you're late,
he said reproachfully. I've been wait
ing fifteen minutes" and then, before
she could utter a word Of explanation
or protest, with quick movement he
hustled her into a waiting taxicab,
followed her, and instantly they were
rolling over the asphalt, while the
lighted street swept past them on Ell
Their side like streams of fire.
I'm afraid you've made mistake"
said the new girl hurriedly.
THE deuce l have" The man lean
ed forward and peered into her fright
ened face. The passing lights revealed
mist of dusly hair framing a small
featured, pensiye oval, out Of which
shone pair of soft black eyes. AS he
drew back she dropped the white chif
fon veil over her face again.
81 thought you were Margery Sare,'
he said impatiently.
"I'm sorry, but you did rot give me
a chance to explain she said in her
low, sweet voice. 81 think Miss Sare
went home at once. Something was
said about telegram containing bad
news. If you will set me down
"Of course l will take you home" he
said courteously. Where tor
She named a street given over to
theatrical boarding houses. 81 would
rather walk, if you please. II have
an errand.'
"At this time of night? Something to
eat. You girls are always hungry"
He laughed good naturally.
TN get out here. right here, pleased"
she cried eagerly.
He signaled the chauffeur to stop
but something in her tone caused him
to follow her glance to where three
gilded balls swung over lighted en-
trance. He looked at her. gIoved hand
eiasplng small locket suspended from
chain about her neck.
you'll have some supper with me
first,' he said almost roughly. 81
know quiet little place. It's respect
able enough. don't you worry, where
we can get something to eat, and, by
Jove, I'm ravenous myselfp'
But" began Anne when his signal
to the man to drive on cut her words
short
That's all right OF course You
don't. recognize me- When you do
you'll not object to eating a bite with
me now that Miss Sare has failed to
keep her appointment with me-"
Something very like sigh Of relief
preceded her murmured thanks. Pres
emily they found themselves seated at
opposite sides Of a small table In de-
serted little restaurant far from the
poular eating district.
The girl sat with dropping head
studying the menu. Her cheeks show
ed crimson through the gauze veil that
was wrapped about her hat The man,
big and handsome, with youthful,
alert air about him that belied his mid
die aged gray hair, watched her keen
Iy, knowing all the while that she was
shy and i'll at ease and that her In.
stinctiye frugality kept her eyes away
from the higher priced articles of food
II will order If you will permit me, I"
he said gently.
IF you will, please she said CRATE
fully, not lifting her eyes.
He ordered a steak with its hearty
accompaniment and pot Of tea
which was obviously not for himself.
sim motive never been out to sup
per like this before" said the girl, with
sudden emphasis. her eyes still on the
printed card In her hand
"Of course not Anybody would
know that" he returned, with mel
low little laugh that ended abruptly.
1.-THE same old story. suppose-tired of
the village life and hoping to win fame
and fortune on the stage"
Anne shook her head slowly, and he
could see the CULVER of her red lips.
Then I'll bet you're the stage struck
daughter of a millionaire. and now
you're sorry because you ran away
from home. where they have three
square meals day even If you have to
eat 'em of gold plate and have butler
hanging around your chair.
You are all wrong" she said, with a
note Of impatience in her voice.