The Washington herald., 1915-02-07


paper for blur and collecting money for
the newsboys' home another bluff, sud
denly paused in his absorbing attempt to
whistle through a broken tooth as he saw coming
up the dingy side street toward the Hotel Daniel
beautiful young girl She turning to look back
ward over her shoulder at every few steps
Oh, gee! A was following her! And he was
lodging along from tree to tree and from doorway
to doorway, and every time he saw the girl look
back he ducked! The man had black whiskers,
whitfield down to fine point Just under his chin,
and he carried himself with the ease which only
thorough scoUndrel acquire. Shanks McGee
stood petrifed, then took long, deep breath and
hurried up to the corner He hattened his already
fat against the broad plate glass window Of
the modest Hotel Daniel
The beautiful young girl concealed all that she
could Of her timidity she walked through the
door with what she thought to be strictly busi-
neSsIike manner. Seven men who had been NOR
hidIy eying their respective cuspdOrs Immediately
Strengthened up and looked their handsomest One
Of them looked bold. and another, a decorative
Frenchman. looked debonair. The beautiful girl
strobe straight up the desk.
A with bath, please" she requested.
The clerk. an indiferenty aged man, held the reg
lister moment while he studied the new guest OF
the house.
ANY luggage, miss?"
The girl, disconnected; had recourse to her only
armOr, Now she shyly cast up at him her great
soft, expressive eyes and the clerk felt ashamed Of
himself. He swung the register around to her.
My maid will be here presently with my clothes"
The voice was soft and sweet
Certainly, miss" And the clerk whanged a bell
which sounded like fire gong. 'FRONT.'!
In response to that stentoTian call a shock headed,
loose mbed Irish boy jumped forward and took the
key to "A. The clerk, without moving his body or
his neck his head, craned forward his eyes to
watch the signature, Mrs. J. G.. Day.
A moment later the black Vandyked man strolled
in, looked at the register and walked into the bar
Then along came Marie with bundle Of clothes.
The young straight to the desk.
Mrs Days mad?" the clerk observed. inspecting
the clothing piece by piece from under his eyelids
and ringing for front and looking at the young
woman and the register all at the same time. The
young woman. quite evidently a maid. glanced
swiftly the register.
Mrs DaysI" she repeated, breathing heavily.
"Yyesr'
shes expecting you" And the clerks eyelids
hoErred Room A"
Marie tell June want her!" cried a voice
sir. she said. 4 do not know you"
"Why-er'- Ned stammered; then he grabbed the
clothes from the maids arms. Now you lead me to
Junr"
Sir how dare your" Marie said and turned ap-
pouliucIy to the clerk.
"IhcSe my wife's clothesT declared the young
She's here. l want her!"
whats her name?" the clerk demanded.
Mrs Ned Warner
"Nuj here"
June MooreG"
on. come orr observed the clerk. "If let you
90 through the directory you may hit it Give this
girl back her clothes, and good night"
This thing has gone far enough, MarieT' hotly
stated the young man.
At that moment his voice stopped Out of the
bar had strolIed elegantly the pride of Shanks Nc
Gee, the man with the black Vandyke, and he was
neatly nibblinG piece of cheese. He was across
the lobby and going out Of the door, paying but a
Dt firth Of fba knot in
desk, before the young man with the clothes saw
him. The young man nearly upset Marie his
way to the door.
A porter stopped him to get June's clothes. Ned
was then delayed at the ticket window and, glanc-
ing across the station, saw Bye going uptown an
express.
June Warner locked the door of A from the inside
and turned the bolt and dropped into chair to rest
Suddenly voice called, Its Marie, Miss JuneP'
and knock heard.
June Warner opened the door of a in a hurry
and her eyes sparkled and she clapped her hands
as she saw Marie with clothes sticking from her in
all directions.
We're caughtF' painted Marie. "Mr. Ned grabbed
me downstairsI He made a sceneT
Where is he now?" June sat down mply
Il don't knowI All at once be threw down the
clothes and ran out on the street, 1 don't know
wbyT
Ned Warner, attended closely by the ecstatic
shanks McGee. stood at the subway exit in state
Of seethe beyond computation Again Gilbert BlyeI
Honora Blye, exchanging spite with green par.
rot suddenly interrupted by a caller.
Got him" announced the caller. who was none
other than Bill Wolf
Honoria BIye sprang up instantly.
Get my wrapsP' she yelled to the abuormaIly
ugly maid who had let Bill Wolf in. ''Mr Wolf
you fooled me once. Are you sure you have found
Gilbert BlyeT
'Tf we amt, so help mer sOlemniy swore Wolf