Mrs. Grundy. (Tracy City, Tenn.) 1903-1930, 1920-04-08
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cused spiritedly. ITO attack Y man
when his back Is turned"
i Kelly smiled down at her indulgent-
~ and shock his head.
i 4No, MISS" said he 'you misjudge
me; I'm plain-clothes man from
detective headquarters"
! That does not alter the first fact
she retorted. Fumbling hastily In her
purse, she confronted Kelly as ne
started off with his prisoner.
III you arrest that man." she cried
warningly. ''I'll-"
She left the sentence uncompleted,
and plucking visiting cnrd from her
purse thrust |: into the detectives
hand. He read the name thereon. and
then looked at the girl with a respect
as sudden as II was profound.
let me see: you're Mr.. Black
burns =.
Niece. He win grant me any favor
i ask Of him. DO you still wish to
take your prisoner"
Officer Kelly capitulated unrondi-
tionally. Without word he lifted his
hat half an inch from his head and
turned on his heel and walked swiftly
away
/ The girl stepped back from the lib
i Grated one and surveyed him curtOusly
from head TO foot He had shifted an
| odor Of vinlets when she was near
/ him, and he saw now II came from
| cluster on lapel of her tan motor
| coat. He felt ashamed. For perhaps
| the first time In niS life of vagabond-
age he was conscious of his rags. OF
his unwashed- body. of his unslaven
| face. Of Ills slofhfu. dirtiness And he
was ashamed
take this dollar" she said. hold
ing out bill to him. "and buy some
soap with 1t. Gandidly. helieve you
are the dirtiest young man ! ever
saw"
The hot color receded from his
cheeks. leaving them " one could have
seen the skin. as white as marble.
Very daintily he took The hill from her
fingers. crumpled II In his capncious
left hand. and removing MS battered
hat with his right held II arms length
and made sweeping, exaggerated
bow, bringing the hat upon his breast
at Its conclusion.
THANK you. kind lady. you are very
good" said he, and there was now In
his voice deep, mellow tone which
caused her to look at him more closely.
i l.sa ha hn
and deftly concealed II in some mystic
rious recess of his rags--"wll pur-
chase for my parching thirst some
twenty swallows of whisky. Dear
lady. bid you good day."
"Wait!' sks-r<ed, as though uncer-
tain whether or not to laugh TEL me
your name.
Daniel Randolph Fitzhugh dear
lady. at your service Again he made
the mock-cavalier bow. and with i
ridiculous show Of haughtiness walked
off. leaving her staring after him with
parted lips and half-ainused half
puzzled expression in her pansy eyes.
Beside the automobile he stopped
and picked something from the
ground An examination showed II to
be a dainty handkerchief of exquisite
lace. He thrust 1t In a tattered pocket
| and walked on.
Just outside certain uils,iyory sa-
loon. supported by derelictS Of the I'M
derworld he took out the handker-
chief and held 1t TO his nostrils; again
he breathed the fragrant odor of yio-
| lets. He examined il cIumAy. with
"a sort of awe. and in one corner founl
tiny embroidered 'K."
For full minute he stood with the
bit of lace pressed to his nose; sud-
denly he jerked his hand away.
glanced sheepishly around and grinned
foolishly. He entered "blnd" al
ley near the saloon and with his back
toward the street unbuttoncd his coat
and vest, thus displaying the absence
of shirt. He glanced over his shout
der, and grinned sheepshly and
| folding back the Hap of his soiled un-
dershirt he placed the handkerchief
next his skin. With Il safety pin Git
required several to hold together PARTS
OF his apparel) ne secured II TO his un.
dershirt over his heart. After which
he laughed loudly and harshly and
with great, cynical contempt, and
emerged from the alley and buttoned
his coat.
I'm biankety-Dlank fool" he nut.
tered savageiy. and pushed open the
swinging doors Of the saloon and
stalked inside.
The remainder of the day. he spent
In attending 10 his personal apne.r.
nnce He enjoyed 4 shave and ash
and discarded his tattered coat for /.
newly purchased snowy white sweater