Middletown transcript. [volume] (Middletown, Del.) 1868-current, 1917-06-16

point OF view, unnecessarily cruel. Inc
girl he had taken her for would, on be-
ing ordered to repeat the grOtesque bit
of vulgarity of his, have drawn her
dignity about her like a cloak and
gone back in chastened spirit to the
world where she belonged.
A gorgeous apparition came sweep
ing by them just now, on line from
the dressing room to the door-a fig
ure that, with regal elaboration, was
closing blue broadcloth coat, trimmed
with sable, over an authentic Callot
frock. The georgette hat on top Of
it was one that Rose had last seen in
Michigan avenue shop. 1t had found
Its proper buyer-fulflled its destiny.
"Oh, Grant," said John Galbraith.
The Queenly creature stopped short
and Rose recognized her with a jump
as the sulky chorus girl.
Galbraith walked over to her. Il
sha'n't need you any more, Grant"
He spoke in a quiet, impersonal sort
of way, but his voice had, as always,
good deal of carrying power. "It's
hardly worth your while trying to
work, 1 suppose, when you're as pros
porous as this. And it isn't worth my
while to have you soldering. You
needn't report again"
He nodded, not unamiably, and
turned away. She glared after him
and called out in a hoarse, throaty
voice, 'Thank my stars don't have to
work for you"
He'd come back to Rose again by
this time, and she saw him smile.
when you do it," he said over his
| shoulder, "thank them for me too"
Then to Rose: "She's valuable girl /;
I'm giving you her place because she
won't get down to business. I'd rather
have q green recruit who will. The
next rehearsal is at quarter to eight
tonight Give your name and address
to Mr.. Guam before you go. By the
way, what is your name?"
"Rose Stanton" she said. "But
:" She had to follow him a
step or two because he had already
turned away. "But may l give some
other name than that to Mr.. Quan?''
He frowned a little obviously and
asked her how old she was. And
even when she told him twenty-five
he didn't look altogether treasured.
That's the truth, is it? 1 mean
there's nobody who can come down
here about three days before we open
and call me kidnaper, and leac
you away by the carr"
mo-" said Rose gravely, there's nc
one who'll do that"
every WE'LL" he said. 'Tell Quar-
any name you like"
The name she did tell him was Doris
Dane.
At the appointed time for rehearsal
she was on hand. She was one of thu
first of the chorus to reach the hall
and she had nearly finished putting OF
her working clothes before the rest o
them came peltiHg Ia. But she dian'
get out quickly enough to miss the sen
sation that was exciting them all-th
news that Grant had been dropped. 4
few were indignant; the rest merel,
curious.
Before she had been working fifteel
minutes, she had forgotten all abOu
: Grant. Shed even forgotten her reso
luton not to let John Galbraith re
I member she was a recruit.
She didn't know she was tired, pant
ing, wet all over with sweat. Sh
hadn't done anything so physically eS
acting as this for over a year. Blu
she had the illusion that she WASH
doing anything now; that she wa
just a passive, plastic thing tossed
flung, swirled about by the drivin
power of the directors will.
She realized, when the rehearsal wa
over, that it had gone well and that
couldn't have gone so if her own par
had been done badly. But she didn
understand the look which he ser
after her as she walked off-she didn
know that it was the highest enct
MUM he was capable Of