The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1920-07-23
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seemed. was relating something of mo-
nent for Arrowsmith's benefit, refer
ling now and then to Mrs. Farnsworth
. though for confederation. The
lcene In the box was almost as in
seresting as any In the play, and the
audience watched with deep ABSORB
don. Alice, the least self-conscious
. mortals, was, I knew. utterly I'M
aware Of the curious gaze Of tire
house: whatever she was saying with
10 occasional gesture of her gloved
nand or a shrug of her shoulders
possessed her completely. thought
she might be telling Arrowsmith Of
her adventures at Barton; but the
ength Of her narrative was against
.his, and Arrowsmith's attitude was
more that of a critic appealed 10
.Or an opinion than of a polite listener
% q story. He nodded his head sew
sral times, and finally. as Alice. with
| slight dip Of the head and an out
ward movement of her arms, settled
mex In her chair, he patted his hands
lpprOvingly.
In my absorption / had forgotten
NOntani's existence. but as the third
lct began l saw that he had gone.
Whether / should put myself in Alice's
way as she left the theater was still
IN undetermined question when the
play ended. With Montani hanging
about I felt a certain obligation to
warn her that he had been watching
her. was among the first to leave,
and IN the foyer l met Forsythe. the
aouse manager, who knew me as a
friend Of Searles.
"You notice that we're still turn
ing 'em away" he remarked. 1--WE
10n't have to worry about this piece:
everybody who sees 1t sends his friends
the next day. Searles hasn't looked in
Tor some time; hope he's writing q
aew play?"
Hes West visiting his folks. Don't
know when he'll be back" I answered.
= must write him that Sir Cecil Ar
acwsinith enjoyed Who Killed Cock
Robin7' just as much as common NOR
ais"
FOrsythe had paused at the box
sfice, and In my uncertainty l stuck
to him as the crowd began to surge
y.
A~rrOwsmith's approach was adver-
tfSed by the peculiar type Of tall hat
that he affected. and the departing III
dience made way for him. or hung
back to stare. At his left were Alice
and Mrs. Farnsworth. and they must
pass quite close to me "Who Killed
Cock Robin 2" was a satisfying play
that sent audiences away with light
ened hearts and smiling faces. and the
trio we're no exception to the rule.
Listening in%attentively to F~orsythe,
I was planning to join Alice when the
trio should reach me. She saw me ;
there was ! fleeting fash of recog-
milton In her eyes. and then she turned
toward ArrOwsmith. She drew ear
er: her gaze met mine squarely, hut
now without q sign to indicate that
she had ever seen me before. She
passed on, talking with greatest ami
nation to Arr0wsmith.
eWell. remember me to Searles Il
you write him." l heard Forsythe say
Ing. / clutched his arm as he opened
the ONCE door.
who are those women?" | demand
"a.
-You may search me! see you
have ! good eye. That girls rather
nice to look att"
CrOwding my way to the open, I
blocked the path Of orderly. sane citi-
policeman pushed me aside. Alice l
nv for . hewildering instant. framed
n the window Of a big limousine that
rolled away uptown.
had been snubbed! No snub had
ever been delivered more deliberately.
With = nicer calculation OF effect. than
That administered to me by Alice Bash
fOrd-a girl with whom. until a mo-
ment before. I had believed myself
81 terms Of cordial comradeship. She
had cut me: Alice who had asked me
- the very beginning OF our acquaint-
auce TO call her By. her first name
ALICE had cut me without the CULVER
~ ! lash
walked 70 the Thackeray and set
l1ed myself Ii . dark corne Of the
residing room. thoroughly bruised In
spirit, Ii ny resentment ! meditated
0yfng 20 Ohio 20 Join Searles. always
~ chief resource ID trouble. Affairs
at Barton might 50 to the devil. II
Alice and her compani0n wanted to
st I'D of me. I would not be sorry 10
be relieved Of the responsibility had
assumed IN trying to protect them.
Win rising fury | reflected THAT BY
~ dime they had shaken on Mon
kanl md got rid OF the prisoner In
lhe tooI house they would think better
= ne.
Telephone caN, sir"
followed he boy to the booth
Nance that any one should disturb
o1ny reflections.
a~lnglston1 Oil This Is Alice
Hng
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