The Connecticut labor press., 1919-04-12
CHAPTER XVIII.

she was not a rabbit and she felt su1- located Tn the tunnel. She could not
 endure to be quiet in the presence of
 so many goggie eyes like aligned but
 tons. She left the train at the next station and walked rapidly to Fifth 1 avenue, and up it homewRrd.
 She walked rapidly for the comfort
 of the restiessness, but there was no comfortable destination ahead of her. l She found Mrs. Chevvis at home with her disconsoIate husband Daphne dared not tell them just yet that she had lost her place. She would tell them when she got another one. For fear that they might ask why she was home so early, she went down to Bay 1 ards apartment. She wanted to tell Bayard and Leila 1 what had happened. It was safe, she felt sure. Bayard would never attack l Gerst. He would be more likely to rail at Daphne for bringing the trou- bfeeon herself.
 1 Leila let her in at the door, but she was in militant humor. She said. Hello !'' grirnly and stepped back for Daphne to enter. Daphne found Bay ard still agiow with interrupted quar- rel. He said, "Hello!" with dismal 1 connotation.
 What do you suppose that brother of yours orders me to do now?" said Leila, whirling Daphne toward her. "I can't imagine" said Daphne, fn-
 credulous of Bayard's ordering Leila 1 to do anything.
 : ''He wants me to go to Dutilh and put up poor mouth and humiliate my self" .<t s- Bayard snatched Daphne to him and stOrmed: "She bought the clothes, l didn't she, without consulting me? l She wouldn't send lem back as you did
 yours: she wore lem out, paraded lem
 before other men there in Newport l while was slRvinE here. And now
 that Dutllh insists on money that I haven't got and can't get, she won't even go explain 1t to him. That's all ask her-to explain it to him and ask him to be patient so that I won't be sued. | can't stand that. I've had every other calamity but I've never l been sued for debt. I ask Leila to go tell him about my hard luck and my fine prospects-pIay fair with him
 
 She won't do anything for nne.'' & Daphne was swayed by his emotion. She pleaded: why don't you, Leila :? I You have such winning ways. I'll go
 with you" Leila hesitated. then answered by taking up her hat and skipping 1t on 1 her head. She paused, took 1t off again. and went to her room, unlock 1 ing her gown as she went; she knew that in asking favors one should wear ones best appearances. Bayard grumbIed. How are you l getting along at your offieeY
 Daphne felt unable to intrude her own troubles on his. She shrugged her shoulders. It Is a kind of white I lie, the shrug. &&5.~. @a@- Hang on to your job as long as you can, old girl, for you'H have to support us all. guess. You're the only one of
 us that can get job or earn a cent. That's the advantage of being a pretty girl" .+.f..... a~
 Daphne was almost moved to tell him some of the disadvantages of be- | ing pretty girl, but she felt that the | time was unfit for exploiting her own
 woes. She ached for some one to dis
 close them to, but she withheld them.
 Leila came in, arrayed in her very 1 finest. She was smiling in the con-
 tentment, of beauty at it's best. "When | you ask credit you've got to look as if you didn't need it." she said. They found Dutflh in state of un-
 usual excitement and exhaustion. There were few customers in his place and he left them to the other sales
 people. He advanced on Leila and
 Daphne and gave a hand to each.
 ''Why, oh why in the name of Paul
 Poiret didn't you come in week ago?
 The pirates have taken every decent
 gown I had. The sewing women are
 working like mad to reproduce lem.
 but there's nothing left fit to show, except to Pittsburgh and Plattsburg tourists. Where did you get that awful rag you have on?'' 1 Here" said Leila. "Oh, of course, remember. It's 1 beautiful. Sit down. Pm dead. Have cigarette2 Have 8 cup of tea? Oh, Miss Galvey-tea for three, please. I didn't forget either of you when was in Paris. have a siren gown for you,
 Mrs. Kip, that will break your heart ! with joy. You'd murder to get it. And as for you, Miss Kip-well, you'll sim ply be indecently demure in the one I call Innocence"
 Daphne was a trifie shocked, but Leila's eyes filled with tears at the mockery of such talk. She moaned:
 ''I didn't come to buy. I came to apologize and beg for. mercy. I owe 1 you a lot of money, and I haven't
 cent''
 "Who has? What of it? Nobody's paying anybody"
 "But I had an urgent letter from 1 your boOkkeeper, or somebody" Don't mind her. She gets excited. 1 Nobody pays me. You come in and
 get another gown and you'll catch a
 millionaire with it."
 ] It was hard for Dutilh to keep his 1 clients clear in his memory.
 "But I can't afford it.
 | And I can't afford to have my chil- 1 dren going round in last years rags.
 You do as you're told and come around pext week. I'll get my money out of l Fou some day. Trust me for that