The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1914-03-20

x vine had acted with his
usual directness. He went
straight to Mr.. Robert Dris.
coll
Your average client would not have
attempted to find Mr.. Driscoil at that
hour in the evening: or. having found
him. would hardly have expected him
to give legal advice out Of business
hours. But "Chcrub' Devine never
stopped to inquire whether or not he
was violating professional ethics or
intruding on personal privacy. He
knew that Bob Driscoll would most
likely DO found either at his club or
ut homo. Five minutes In q tele-
phone booth settled tho question.
Mr.. Driscoll was at home. He would
be glad to see "Cherub."
Mr.. Devine hailed a taxicab and
within half an hour was being shown
into a back room whose walls were
lined from floor to ceiling with thick
books bound In calfskin. Behind a
fiat-topped desk in the middle Of the
room, minus coat. waistcoat and COL
lar. and wearing green eyeshade. was
. boyish- faced man whom one might
have taken to DO still In his twenties
were 1t not for thespepper and salt
mixture In his dark hair. The con-
tents OF several fat indexing envelopes
were spread out before him.
"whew!" exclaimed "Cherub."
Guess some one'n have to settle \
bill for overtime
Mr.. Driscoll smiled. tossed the eye
shade on the desk. and waved Mr..
Dcvine towards q chair.
DO much OF this night work."
asked the "Cherub." Have to,
suppose. to keep things running"
Again Mr.. Driscoil smiled. He was
quite used 10 Mr.. Devine's breezy
manner. Also he could not but ad-
miro the accuracy with which the
"Cherub" had estimated the situation.
Not that Mr.. Driscoll really needed
to spend his evenings at tho desk.
but It helped. He had Just been
sending out a few personal checks.
He had a wife and daughter who
were shopping in Paris. q son who
was touring New England In an au-
tomobile. and an invalid sister who
was taking baths and other things
ut Hot Springs. Mr.. Driscoll did not
vvNA ~
asked OF Mr.. Devine what was UP.
"All kinds OF things" responded the
"Cherub." dropping into a red leather
chair and extracting one Of his black
cigars from q waistcoat pocket.
"Give me tho matches. will you.
Bob?" Mr.. Driscoll waited.a look Of
amused indulgence on his face. until
Mr.. Devine was thoroughly prepared
for the comfortable speech. That
great lawyer was ono Of those men
who waste few words in trivial dis
courre. II always seemed ~ II he
was trying to live up to his reputa-
ton Of charging SO per word for
everything no said. Mr.. Devins knew
better, for he practised the Same
economy Of speech.
Firstly" began the "Cherub."
"you're the chief attorney for that
blasted railroad I've Just loaded up
with. aren't your"
Mr.. Driscou nodded.
"ooodI Now. a. my private coun.
col, I'd Nike to have you tell mo II ]
can saSely get rid Of being president
Of It within tho next twenty-four
hourSf"
mot tired Of It so soon. are your"
Tired! Why. say, Bob. there isn't
work enough about a Job Of that
kind to keep q man awake. put In
all ono day trying to md things to
do. BY 10 o'clock I'd o. KID a bas-
ketful Of general orders that didn't
know anything about. hred three
fluffy hairsd typewriter girls and Is
sued . dozen annual passes to my
friends. Then my private secretary
and I sat around and looked at each
other until luncheon time ! DIDN'T
show up again. No. no, Bobl II may
be highly respectable and all that.
but I've got to BE- where there's
something doing. want to get back
into the Street. Put In old Rimmer
for president Now for item No. Q:
Bet . million you can't guess what
I've been doingl"
Stake too high" laughed Mr..
Driscoll, but ! think could come
near guessing. You've bean getting
married"
Z-s-s-ingl but that was CLOSE
don't think" replied the "Cherub."
you're within sunshot, though. Bob.
And ! expect might ~ well own
up that ia like TO. but there's NO
hope. found the right girl. all
right; and ia Just told her about
It. whom who should show up but q
hubby"
Met hssal"