The Washington times., 1920-12-16
The Inside Of the Cup
A great serial
OF ROMANCE, MYSTERY, ADVENTURE
By Winston Churchill
By Winston Churchill.
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M you." she demanded.
" Nothing" he replied.
You ordered them, didn't your
Amt you eating anything?
I'm not hungry" he said.
"Im dry" she announced mean
ingly.
He hesitated a moment and then
gave her the bottle OF beer. She
made a wry face as she poured II
out.
Have they run out OF cham
pagne?" she inquired.
This time he did not hesitate, The
women OF his acquaintance al the
dinner parties he attended drank
champagne. Why should he refuse
II to this woman?
"Since you are hungry" he went
on, suppose you have sonnet ing
more substantial than sandwiches
What would you like?
She did not answer at once
Amusement grew in her eyes
smazement and a kind or rear
"Quit joshing" she implorcd him.
and he found it difficult TO cope
with her style of conversation. For
a while she gazed helplessly at the
bill OF fare. .,
she said hesitatingly, but feel
Just like a good beefsteak and pota-
toes. Bring a thick one, Walter"
The waiter sauntered of.
81 didn't recognize you at first
IN that get-up." she observed, look
ing at his blue serge suit so
you've dropped the preacher busi-
ness, have you? You're wise, all
right"
"Why do you say that?" he asked
Didn't tell you when you came
round that time that you weren't
like the rest of EN-? You're too
human"
A MILD PROTEST..
once more the word, and on her
lips, startled him.
"Some OF the best men I have
ever known, the broadcast and most
understanding men, have been
clergymen,' he found himself pro-
testing.
"Well, they haven't dropped in
on me. The only one / ever saw
that measured up to something like
that was you, and now you've
chucked It,"
"You were too good for the job
she declared What is there in it?
There amt nobody converted these
days that l can see, and what's the
use Of gettin' up and preachin' to
a lot of sapheads that don't know
what religion is? Sure they don't
do your" he asked.
you've called my bluff" She
laughed. Say. do you? II there
was anything in it you'd have
kept on preachin' to that bunch
and made some of 'em believe they
was headed for hell; you'd have
made one of 'em that owns the
flat house / live in. who gets
fancy rents out of us poor girls,
give it up. That's a nice kind or
business for church member,
amt it,"
GOWNS the house in which you
live"
Sure" She smiled at him COM
passionately, plying his innocence
and ignorance. NOW I come to
think of 1t, l guess he don't go to
your church-it's the big Baptist
Church on the boulevard. But
what's the difference"
She regarded him curiously.
you remember when you drop
ped in that night, when the kid
was sick?'
He nodded.
We'll now you amt in the
business any more, l may as well
tell you you kind of got in on me.
was sorry for you-honest, l
was. / couldn't believe at first you
was on the level. but it didn't
take me long to see that they had
gold-bricked you, too. / saw you
weren't wise to what they were
"You thought" he began and
paused dumfounded.
"Why not" she retorted. at
looked easy to me--your line. How
was to know at first that they
had you fooled? How was I to
know you wasn't in the gamer
"The game"
"Say, what else is 1t but game?
You must be on now. amt you?
why do they put UP to keep the
churches going? There amt any
coupons coming out of 'em. May
be some of these millionaires think
they can play all the horses and
win-get into heaven and sell gold
bricks on the side. But l guess
most of EN- don't think about
heaven. They just use the church
for a front, and take in strangers
in the back alley--downtown."
Here's how" she said. with an