The Knoxville independent. [volume] (Knoxville, Tenn.) 1894-current, 1917-11-03

Mabel Herbert Urnes up.
'No, he won't.
They never do their part-that's why
didn't want to come with them. I
knew just how it would be-"
"Now see here" angrily, "we're out
for holiday, and I'm not going to
squabble over a dollar more or less.
Don't you begin"
"Sh-sh, dear, not so loud-theyll
hear you! These walls are so thin. I
wish they hadn't given us adjoining
rooms"
Huh, lucky to get anything. Allan
tic City's always crowded over Sunday.
Lot of Philadelphia people stop at
this house. Come on, let's have a
swirl down the boardwalk"
TITS after five now," demurringly.
IF we go out tonight, I ought to rest
while before dinner"
"Then lie down-don't keep on your
feet pottering over your things. Hello,
there!" Warren knocked on the door
between the two rooms. "Want to
take turn on the boardwalk"
"Tm ready" Mr.. Carson opened the
door. 'But Mile says she's too tired"
With the brisk vigor of men off for
holiday, they slammed out, their
voices ringing back as they strobe
down the hall.
"There's no hangers in this closet"
complained Mrs. Carson through the
still open door. "And it isn't big
enough to hold anything"
ut can't be smaller than the one in
here" Helen was hanging up War
ren's dinner coat. ''You'd think these
new hotels would have larger closets.
What do people do who come down
with a lot of clothes?"
"Oh, want you to see these slip
lpers. Did tell you about that place
where they paint them any shade--to
match your gown"
Although the rooms were the same
price, the Carsons had taken the bet
ter one. And now, while Mrs. Carson
expatiated on the slippers, Helen could
not help but notice the room and the
things strewn about.
An expensive fitted suit case partly
unpacked, some French lingerie and
4 suit of blue silk pajamas lay on the
bed. Warren could not afford to wear
silk pajamas, yet he was always the
first to draw out his wallet, thought
Helen Indignantly, he was always the
one who paid.
"Aren't you thirsty? I'll phone
down for some ice water"
Helen was back in her own room
finishing her unpacking when the
water came. She heard the clinking
Ice as the boy emptied the pitcher.
slave you any changer" Mrs. Car
son came to the door. II haven't
thing but five-dGilar BILL"
Helen supplied the dime for the tip.
Small as was the amount, it added to
her resentment.
"Are you going to lie down while?
I think WILL" as she closed the door
between them.
After the tiresome trip on the train,
the fresh linened bed seemed luxuri-
Dus. She tried to doze off, but her
mind was filled with ranking thoughts.
There would of course be no dinner
check, for 1t was an American-plan
hotel, but tonight they would spend
the evening on the boardwalk and then
90 somewhere for supper. Would
Warren have to pay for that, too?
1t was all so one-sided. Even about
The rooms when the bellboy ushered
hem up, Warren had insisted genially
On the Carsons taking the larger one.
And at luncheon in the dining car they
had ridden backward-yet Warren
lad paid the check.
With an effort, Helen arrested this
rain of thought. How foolish to spoil
ler whole trip in this way. All her
worrying would not curb Warren's
iberality.
After a restless half-hour she rose
% dress. They would not dine until
seven, but tonight she did not want
% be hurried.
She had just nnlSneu ner nalr anu
was getting into her gown when War
.en burst in, brandishing huge, grin
ling rag doll.
"How's that for a beaut?' tossing
It at her. mice playmate for Pussy
Purr-Mew."
ooh, Warren, how foolish You
t,,,,v AJ,3nor 1i1ya fllot 2u
'Woa 1t at skee ball. It's a great
game down here. Carson's dub at
it--didn't get blamed thing with over
seventy balls. But he got the hang of
hoop game all right-won a couple
of tin-headed canes. She'll kill him"
with a chuckle, IF he ever tries to
carry EN-"
Helen, loathlng herself for her
smallness, was wondering who had
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