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

set ewes gsten CLASSY under the light About as com
fortin sight he was sick dog in corner. And OF
all the rummy ideas get in his nut-that about BEN
dressed up to die But he keeps harpln away on 1t
until fn'1ly Mr.. Robert takes notice
Eyes yes." says the boss well attend to that, old
man. But you need some nourishment IN you first
So drags him over to the opposite corner where
there's drugstore and got glass of hot milk under
his vest Then calls taxi and we all starts tor the
nearest Turkish bath joint.
"Thats all, Torchy, says Mr. Robert Il won
bother YOU any more with this wretched business.
You'd best go now =
Suppose something happens to him." says You'll
need a witness, won't you?
Il hadn't thought of that" says he.
@There's no tellin,' says |. "Them coroners depu.
ties are mostly boneheads I'd better stay the job
81 know of I'd rather have, Torchy, says he.
Course he stretchin it there But we fixes 1t up
that while Bunny is ben soaked out III have time to
pluck some eats. Meanwhile Mr.. Robert will phone
his dig of his old dress suits with xn
which I'm to collect and have watn for Blashford.
Better have him barbered too, hadn't Il? saysl
"A lot" says Mr.. Robert slppin me couple OF tens
club"
&c. take it all around has quite busy evenn'.
stayed long enough to Bunny wrapped IN sheet
and helped into the steamroom and then hustles out
for late dinner It's nine thirty before rings Mr.
Robert up again, and reports that Bunny would pass
Board of Health inspection now that he's had the ace
heritage removed, that he's costumed proper and cor
rect, and that he's decided not to die immediate.
aVery Well says Mr. Robert 4What does he want
to do now!
"He wants to talk to you,s says |.
aThe deuce he does.' says Mr.. Robert. well, sup
pose we might well have it out; SO bring him up
here"
THAT'S how it happens I'm rung in this little
l club corner chat for Mr.. Robert explains that
whatever passes between EN- it might be well to
have someone else hear.
And say what diff renee little outside upholstery
can make Ell? The steamn' out had helped some,
expect, and couple glasses of hot milk had
braced him up too but blamed if Id expect just
shave and few open-face clothes could change human
ruin into such perky lookn gent as this that leans
back graceful against the leather cushions and lights
up one of Mr.. Roberts imported cigarettes Course,
the eye hollows hadn't been filled in, nor the face
wrinkles roned out; but somehow they only gives him
of distinguished look. And now that his Shout
ders amt slumped and he's hodin his chin up once
more he's almost ornamental. He don't
embarrassed at meetin' Mr.. Robert again. If anyone
fused, it the boss.
"Wel?" says he, gets settled in the coy corner
Seems natural as life here eh, Bob2' says Bunny,
gancin around approvln. And it nearly tour years
since Ter"
"Sce you were kicked out" adds Mr. Robert. 3See
here, Bunny-just because I've helped you out OF the
gutter when l thought you half dead don't run
away with the idea that I've either forgotten or for
gven'
ooh, quite So" says he "Im not asking that
3Then you We no excuse goes on Mr.. Robert "tor
the sneakng, cowardly way in which
you left little Sally Slater waiting in her
bridal gown, the house full of wedding
guests while you off with that -
unspeakabe DeBrett person.
mo" says Bunny, fppin his Gig
arctic ashes off jaunty no excuse
worthy of the name
@Cad!H says Mr.. Robert.
Bunny shrugs his shoulders. "Pre-