The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1920-04-02

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Of the other girl.
Here comes old Tuck now; I'm
gonna ask him. Mr.. Tucker. is IL trut
Mrs. Hansel has been understanding
Frieda and is going TO take the par
tonight"
You mind yer own business" The
man turned his hack and addressed
the other girl. I'm sorry. Marjorie.
honest am, hut it's Hardy's orders
He's been sour on you ever since you
wouldn't 90 on that party"
She was tall. with dark chestnut
hair and a straight, firm profile. Only
a slight glisten in the big, gray eyes
told the half-dnzen girls hanging In
the wings that her steady voice was
only q hit Of stage business.
TITS all right, Mr.. Tucker-it's all
right-it's Hardv's show. Then ri
not need to stay for the understudy's
rehearsal?"
Listen, grille, | am sorry, and II |
was You, and you'll take an Old-timer's
advire-"
But the girls head had gone up and
proudly she had walked away.
Presently Sid McLaren became
aware that his solitude had been in.
truded upon. Beyond a pile of trunks
some one was sobbing softly, but with
enrnest abandon.
Cautiously Sid pushed his face up
until he could command the other side
of the pile. Though Marjorie Blain
a the tall Diana of the third act.
curled upon an imitation flight of mar
bile stairs. her head pillowed in the
cradle Of her arm, she seemed to big
Sid a very little and very pathetic
figure.
"Oh, | say" he said, crawling down
beside her. 81 wouldn't do that. |
don't know what ii is all about, but IL
really can't he so bad. You know
nothing is as bad as you think 1t is
going to be, nor so good, either, for
that matter"
The sohbing continued undated.
From anybody else il would have been
audacity. But with Sid 1t came sim
ply and naturally as going out and
helping Aunt Pliny Flaccus into the
hack. The girl didn't even start nor
look when his hand began 10 pat her
shoulder awkwardly.
"Tell us about II. Maybe It's good
luck and you haven't discovered II
vet-you know I've Just had a little
Jolt handed to me myself, hut pshaw
everything always comes out all right
II o give II a chance"
"But-but | had worked so hard
and-and nov II has all hivvered.
guess Hardy was right. | got ont of
the country, hut | couldn't get the
country out Of me. ! didn't seem t.
catch on, somehow didn't belong"
Then suddenly she found herself
telling him about it all. More thar
a stranger he was. for she had no,
even looked up at his face, but some
Thing In his voice seemed to make
right as could he. They had told he
She could sing. Her family had bee
against her going on the stage-so sh,
had run away she couldn't 20 bacl
they would never forgive her. The,
were that kind.
Yes. there was one who did corc
hui then she hadn't known how rar,
was the unselfSh love he had offered
II was all too late now-probably h.
had forgotten her-she had treated
him heartleSSly. She wouldn't blam,
him II he hated her.
But he doesn't. Oh, my own M
tie girl. he doesn't. He has been ROW
Ing around over the country trying f.
hnd You and"
well, Sid Mcl.aren. aren't Won
ashamed 10 let me make such a foot
" mySPlf?"
But Sid Mclarcn wasn't ashamed
He was glad. and he was happy. and
showed II. He showed II by an old
fashioned method 10 which time has
brought no improvements, and which
where a woman is concerned. never
aus 10 carry conviction.