The sun., 1916-12-31
The Dream of a Hunger Haunted
Little Slavey in London Presented
by Miss Maude Adams

Mr.. Bodie fin a matter of fact man
nerl-Shuts off the light.
Policeman twho has schooled him
self in the language OF the police regu-
lations and Is not to be swerved from
its usel-Obscures the illumination.
Mr.. Bodie tmuch puxzledl-I re-
member now. l did have it boarded
up.
Policeman don't see the boards.
Mr.. Bodie tstill nonplussedl-Nor do
l see the boards. Can she have boned
them?
Policeman tbewildered1-She?
Bodie tpositively1-You are right,
She is scr~upulously honest, and IL she
took the boards We may be sure that /
said she could have them. But that
only adds to the mystery.
Policeman tevidently much at seal
Mystery?
Mr.. Bodie-Why this passion for col
lecting boards? Pointing to the po-
liceman.1 Try her with a large board
officer. Extraordinary.
Policeman Iwholly at a loss to know
what to make Of this conversational
don't know what you are talking about
sir. Are you complaining OF some
woman?
Mr.. Bodle tnow genuinely worrying
Am i? As you are here. officer
there's something I want to say to you
l don't want to get her into trouble.
Policeman-No man what is a mar
wants to get a woman into trouble un.
necessary. but
Mr.. Bodie [much struck by this as
sertionl-That's true. That's abso.
iutely true. officer.
Policeman (badgered and slightly ir.
ritatedl-It's true. but there's nothinf
remarkable about 1t.
Mr.. Bodie-EXcuse me.
Policeman determined to have q
showdownl-See here, sir; I'm Just an
ordinary policeman
Mr.. Bodie-I can't let that pass. II
may say so, YOU have impressed me
most deeply. IWistfully.l wonder
II ! might ask a favor OF you, officer,
Would you mind taking of your hel.
met? As 1t happens, I have never seer
a policeman without his helmet.
1.-THE policeman Is perplexed, scarcel,
knowing whether to bc angry OF
amused, for he cannot decide whethe,
he Is dealing with a simpleton or n mar
who Is making sport OF him. With
great elaboration and an air Of toler.
ance he takes off his helmet. stride.
over to a small table beside tn,
mantel n deposits 1t there.l
Mr.. Bodie-Thank you. Then will
| "a nInlGnI annln ns ht, ,H.. ,N..-t
cacity the artist adds: or course
knew they took Off You sit also
THE policeman with n compla cency
which plainly denotes that he believe,
he Is humorinG an individual who |.
perhaps a trifie queer. takes a chail
and places IL in the centre of the room
then throwing back his rain cape h,
stiffiy sits.l Very interesting.
Policeman with an air OF business
ANA determined to dismiss the ~preyiou!
tomfoolery from his mindl-Abou'
this woman. sir.
Mr.. Bodio tstanding before the fire
placel--We are coming to her. Per
haps | ought first to tell you my name
!. am Mr.. Bodic. This tpointing to {
heroic size plaster replica Of the Venus
de Milo which occupies the centre o
the studio, at tho policeman's elbow
is Mrs. Bodie.
Policeman with n stlrtl-What.
Mr.. Bodic tsmilinglyl--I under
stand. No. l am not married. II 4
merely n name given her because sh,
IL my ideal.
Policeman tunbending SOMEWHAT
Yon gave>me n turn.
Mr.. Bodie tthoughtfully l--Now tina
7 think OF It. ] believe the name wa
given to her by the very woman W,
are talking about.
Policeman taking out his note bool
and pencil. and speaking hcnceforth Il
a very official tonel-To begin with
who IL she?
Mr.. BOdie-On the surface, just ,
little drudge. These studios ar
looked after by n housckerpcr. VIII,
employs this girl 10 do the work.
Policcman-H'm' Sleeps on tn
premises?
Mr.. Bodlc-N No. she Is here from
eight to six.
Policcman-P1acc Of abode?
Mr.. BOdie isomewhat puxxlcdl--sh,
wofBt tell any one that.