The Birmingham age-herald., 1919-07-18
No. Al.

I NO. H.
 1 As the coarse mouth came closer to her, Jane beat with her closed fists upon the swarthy face of Cabannello, writhing and twisting to loose the horrid hold of his arms
 | Even in that instant she realized that to scream would be the summons of Nor | timer, in the private office It would tnecessitate explanations and here at the beginning of her work, she would be un- der a cloud of suspicion. Jane instinc- Lively knew the proneness of men to re- member a besmrchng incident about woman, and she feared the loss of her reputation even more than the loathsome advances of the salesman.
 1 As she struggled Cabanello's face i touched hers. The kiss burned like soaring iron. and she sprang back with the strength of madness. Her act over turned a chair, which in falling struck | the door to the outer waiting room l Tommy, the office boy heard it, and un- suspecting the cause of the noise, yielded 1 to natural curiosity and opened it. The sight of the young woman who had been kind to him struggling in the arms of the ! |Latin-American, whom he despised, aroused him to a passion. | Quick as a flash the red headed young ster ran into the room and leaped for | the back of Pedro, his vigorous young fingers clawing at the mans throat, as I ldog.
 Pedro oosened his hold on the girl and spun about. with Tommy still swinging from his back. He turned so quickly, in his surprise at the unlocked for attack, l that he tripped over the thick rug and fell awkwardly to the floor.
 Tommy, raised on the streets of the tenement district, and even at his age well trained in the art of rough -and-tum- ble fighting, spun about and in thrice was pummeiling the mans face with his small but decidedly hard young fists.
 Jane ran toward the two of them and Tugged at Tommys arm, pulling him back, just as Cabannello was forcing him self to his feet. The mans face was livid with murderous wrath, and he sprang at Jane's young defender. Jane stood between them and faced the furious man with an unflinchng gaze.
 You contemptible thing"' she cried. "If you raise your hand to this boy I will call Mir. Mortimer
 The man forced her aside, however, with no regard for anything in the world TOW but revenge. He caught the office boy by the neck with a cruel grip and Jane involuntarily screamed.
 The sound reached Mortimer and the other two men inside the office The broker sprang to his own door and looked out in time to catch a vista of Caban- rellos clenched fist descending upon the face of the boy, as he held him with the other hand
 Jane Brown was valiantly but vainly pulling at the upraised arm, and al though not understanding the melee, Mor- timer, man of quick action, rushed for | ward.
 Cabannello's first blow went home with
 cruel force, but he raised his arm
 again Mortimer caught his wrist, and
 with the strength of a wel-trained ath- llete, suddenly wrenched it, jerked for ward and down, and sent the man spin
 ming on the floor with groan
 What does this mean, you fool?" he snapped out.
 Tommy backed away, holding his hands
 to his bruised face, but, true to the
 stoicism of his youthful training on tho
 city streets. uttered not a sound, as h.
 rocked his throbbing head back and fortl, Cabannello, holding his aching wris
 and with sulky, downcast eyes, rose si-
 lently to his feet
 What have you been doing here?" de
 manded his employer. with calm tones . whose iciness indicated the beginning of a real thunderstorm. ''Tel me or I'll throw you through that glass door, Montague looked inquringly at Jane. ] as Cabannelo still remained silent The
 girls pretty face was white with appre