Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1920-01-16
"well, how about it, Jennie ?"

But her father spoke before Jennie
could reply. He had not said word
during all this talk. But now as he
spoke, his face was defiant, dogged.
After all the hard work there 9
been to get Jennie way up where she is.
don t see where we're called on to
make a mess of it all lust because ono
guy has got in bad.n
don Z say we have,' returned
uncle George. ''It's Just matter NJ
wnicn or two ways will make Jennie
nappieSt. Deciding which is her busi.
ness, Jerry we don't know which will,
SUIT her best; that IS why we decided II
was best TO tell her. Now. Jennie. itis
mh. uh up TO you. Jerry and l stand by
Whatever you want" ~
shall | do, dad?'' ""i'n
us up to you to say what Won
want want, Harry Edwards and ali the
others can go to hell. YOU'RE the onlv
one. who counts for ANYTHING in The th;s
business with me- =, 'D''
And then he added brusquely "Do
your thinking at home. You'd better
nuke . your get away from here before
my joint. Some one might see Won " :"
lie crossed and opened the door of len
PIES old room. Come on. Slim: time
with Jennie"
Slim stepped jauntily forth, hiding
wen acted yawn. Had nice little
nap, Jerry. Thanks for putting me
up; Shall tip the chambermaidY'
Setter cut out your comedy stuff
growled Jerry, glaring at him. Just
then Black Jerry was filled with i'm
potent rage against fate--just as Jennie
was---and Slim was the nearest target
for his wrath. "You think you We trav-
eled long ways since you used to sling
your Timber legs down here for few
bones week. But I don't trust you
and m going to watch you, and you
haven't gone up so far that I can't
reach up and twist off your damned
neck any time I think you're trying
to put any queer business across on
my Jennie. Now, you get out of here.
quick, and no funny lines as you go off
the stage!"
Grimly, Jerry pushed Slim toward the
door. Slim was still smiling, but he
said' nothing he had gained consid-
cradle amount of wisdom; had Slim.
Jerry pushed him through and turned
on Jennie.
"1n making up your mind don't you
think about anybody but yourself" he
ordered grufiy. Good night
His manner was forbiddingly per
cmptory and gruff,
Good night" Jennie said in a faint
voice, and to Uncle George she nodded;
then she slipped through the door with
out even so much as q farewell glance
at her old home.
At the foot of the darkened stair
way Slim S shadowy form awaited her.
The street was clear, and few
minutes later they were out of the
neighborhood and out of danger. But
Jennie had too much to think of to have
anything to say. and she allowed Slim s
many attempts at opening a converse
tion to 20 unuoticed until he remarked:
'T say. Jennie. tell an old friend just
what is that business between you and
Harry Edwards?'
THAT business is none of your busi-
ness, !" she returned sharply
Ouch - he said with soft laugh.
by this time they We're nearing Jennie s
home. Look at me, Jennie. She
did so /; he spoke quietly, with none of
his previous taunting, teasing tone.
Here is something that is my business
And this is the last call for the dining
room--for me, at any rate. Was that
final, what you said before your father
came in--that you are not going TO team
up with me later?'
Here was one matter that had no
two sides for Jennie. THAT was and
is final" she said emphatically, as
the ear slowed down. "And what 8
more, I've learned don't have to pay
you blackmai anymore. So we're
through, Slim Jackson :"
He regarded her steadily, thought
fully. 80 ~ His gray eyes narrowed
and for an instant flashed with a
strange look-then they were the same
as before.
80, we're through are we, Jennie?'
he murmured in an even tone as he
helped her out. ''All right. Good by"