Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1919-08-20

Mike was dull. but he was stolidly
honest. Valuable boxes or packages
were not reported 'lost" from trucks
under his care. Adr1ance had no idea
Of the truth that Russian Mike" ac-
Ftually had determined the permanance
Of his position In his fathers great
mill.
IF I cannot go through the Park,
I'll go back to the avenue" Adriance
declared. when the turning had been
negotiated. II want gayety, Michael;
boulevard gayety! Four O'clock on
Fifth avenue-shall a poor working
man be deprived Of the sight? 1t is
true that we are too far uptown, but
the principle Is the same. You agree
with me ?"
ut amt nothin'. to me-" averred the
magnificent guardian. shifting to a
new position with an indolent move
ment hat swelled the muscles under
his flannel shirt until the fabric strain
ed. His glance at his companion was
mildly indulgent.
"Of %urse not. But it will be, next
time; that is, If you do not die Of
pneumonia after taking this drive
ton will grow on you. What do you
think Of that girl in gray. in the
Limousine? Pretty? I used to go to
school with her, Michael; dancing
school,"
|: The Slavic brown eyes became
humorous.
Fact" Adriance met the in
credulity. And now she doesn't rec
ognize me; and neither of us cares"
The uplifted hand Of another traffic
officer halted the long lines of
vehicles. Three deep from the curb
on either side, so that the street was
solidly filled, automobiles, carriages,
green and yellow buses and ornate
delivery-cars stopped in a close, or
derby mass. Adriance's truck was
next to the sidewalk, in obedience to
the rule for slow-moving vehicles. AS
his laughing voice answered Mike, his
tone raised to carry cross the roar of
sound about them, a woman who had
stopped abruptly. Her glance quested
along the rows, to rest upon Adriance
with eager attention. A moment
later, the man started at the sound of
his own name. spoken beside him.
How do you do, Tony. And aren't
you-rather out OF placer"
Momentarily dumb, he looked down
into the large. COO eyes of Lucille
Masterson. She did not smile. but
that made his embarrassment a fault.
Against the white fur Of her stole
was fastened a knot Of pink-and-white
sweet peas; beside them her face
showed as softly tinted, and artificial
ly posed, as the flowers. Beside the
wheel Of the huge truck, she appear
ed smaller and more fragile than Ad-
rance remembered her. Without the
slightest aus he felt himself a Gull
prit surprised by her. He had all the
sensations of a deserter confronted
with the heartlessly abandoned.
Aren't o going to speak to me-"
h queried, when he remained voice.
less. II have missed you. Tony"
He hastily aroused himself.
"Of course! I mean-you are very
kind. I've have been out Of town.
Feeling the utter idiocy into which
he was stumbling, he checked himself.
The current Of traffic was flowing on
once more, leaving his machine
stranded against the curb; made fast,
as it WERE, by the white-gloved hand
Mrs. Masterson had laid upon the
wheel. :
without needing his incoherence,
/ she looked atF>a tiny watch on her
wrist. half hidden by her wide, furred
sleeve. With her movements a drift
Of fragrance was set afoat on the
thick, city air.
Continued in tomorrow's
Evening Herald.