The Monticellonian., 1919-02-28

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 About three miles and ;r half.
 "ls thal all2 The hcrotae of m English novel I-Tc been reading used te dash on fNe= or six miles beiese breakfast"
 Patriotism and pride helped her for q quarter of q mile more. Then she resigned.
 q guess lm4uot an English heroine. don't believe she ever really did it. i III resign. I'll have to ask you to cati me cab."
 Pretty hard ro lind an emPty one along here at this hour he said, ana urged her on.
 'Let's % over that way to the in habited part of town she said. and take street car or the subway"
 And then he stopped and said, with guilty br0squerie. Have you got your pocketbook with you?"
 ''No, I left it at home tonight Why
 Daphne l haven't got a eentn
 '.Why. Clay you poor thingin
 That's why was so rough with the waiter. If I'd had the money. do you think I'd have made row before you about few little dollars? Never You see. l didn't expect to % out to Clare mont after the thcater The taxi cost more than I expected, and then I gave the head waiter five dollars instead of one l ordered with care so that il would come out right. But that busi- ness about the melon finished me. | just made it. never was so ashamed in my life. And I had to drag you into it, and now I'm numbering your poor little feet"
 That's the funniest joke ever heard, Why didn't you tell me beforeY
 It's no joke
 Why, of course 1t is, You have only to go to your bank tomorrow and draw some more"
 He did not answer this. He said nothing at all She had terrified feel ing that his silence WIS full of mean ing, that his bank account would not respond to his call She could not ask him to explain the situation. She was afraid that he might.
 She marched on doegedly. growing more and more gloomy and decrepit. Her little slippers with their suited heels pinched and wavered, and every step was a pang.
 Lets go over there and get on a street car, and dare them 10 put us off. she suggested.
 It's q pay-as-you=enter car" he groaned.
 The world was q different world now. The drive that had been so Ire. mendously lovely as she sped through it in taxicab was pathway in Mo jave. She limped through the hideous. hateful, unpardonable length, and felt that it was q symbol of the life ahead of her She had counted on escaping from the money limits of her home. She was merely transferring herself from one jail to another
 Her young lover had daZzled her with his needless courtship, flown away with her on motor wings dipping to earth now and then To sip refresh ing off with her again.
 And now his wings had broken; his gasoline was gone; his motor burnt out; and the rest of the journey was to be the same old trudge.
 She had been leaning heavily on Clays arm. Now she put it away from her in mixture of pity for him and of self-reproof. When he protested, she said:
 "I think I'll walk better alone for Il while"
 So she hobbled and hobbled by her self, he pleading to he allowed to help her. But she kept him away.
 And they crept on little farther, loving each other pteously.
 In the course of time they reached the Soldiers and Sailors monument, and Daphne sank down at the base of i it.
 'I can't go any farther" she said. mot if I die of starvation." He sank down at her side. The moon peered at them between the columns and the celia of the monument. and seemed to tilt it's face to one side and smile. A motorcar went by with the silence of loping panther Another ear pass ing it threw q calcium light on Tom Duane and his guests and his chauf- feur. How gergeouSly they sped If Daphne had had q bit of luck she would he with them. soaring on the pinions of money instead of hobbling on without il.
 Daphne took off her slippers and fondlcd her poer abused feet as f they were he- children. But when she tried to thrust them back into her slippers for q final desperate effort she almost shrielled with the hurt.
 .I'H h9Ve TO 20 the rest of the way in my stocking feet" she moaned
 .Not if haXe to carry you Clay sfoWlpd
 Before he had chance to eaffy out lis resolution q taN.cab that had de Hesited lts fares u ,tn nanarmeni house above Went bowling bH with tis flag up.
 Clay ran out and hoWled at fl till 1t stopped. ciscled round. and drew up by He bgidle-path. Then he ran to Daphne and bundled her into II. and gave her address le the driver.
 sBut how are You going to pay hlm?s she sighed, blissfully, as they shot along Not that care at all
 T haven't figured that out said ] ClaS tsItH drob Vou at homo and tltan