Evening star., 1921-04-24

too. The right kind of people. But
Just then the cook left and-Well.
there are some things a man can't do:
it. Lonesome. She wouldn't lift a
finger"
Louise? ?? saysI.
Mrs. Hadley." he goes on. "She
wanted to stay dressed up and be in
here with the fashionable folks who
sides, she wasn't much Of cook.
Shed been brought up as q miiliner
in her mothers shop, up in Roch-
ester. Inherited the business. And
/ think she rather laid it up against
me for persuading her to sell out ana
! put In all I had. too. II we'd worked
together we could have made a big
thing out Of it. She wouldn't. though.
Wanted to get back to the city. So
Well. she went Two years ago."
And you've been here alone ever
since?" asks Wee.
Hadley mods. reaches for can of
smoking tobacco and puts another
load in the corn cob.
NO" says he. IT haven't seen or
heard from her since she left. !
don't know where she is now"
Wee shoots over an tnqufrtn' look
1t me. but I shakes my Head. I amt
strong for mixin' in.
well. says I, gatherin' up the
package Of ducks, Il expect we'd bet
tar be starting toward home.'
CHAD you came" says Hadley. TT
and then. Hope you'll run out again
soon"
LIE follows US out as far as the
L veranda and waves to US as we
get under way down the sandy road.
At the first turn, though, Wee makes
me stop.
"Torchy." says she. II simply can't
go without telling that poor man
where his wife is"
What good would that do him." 1
asks.
'But-but he might write to her."
says Wee. "or give me some message
that I could take to her-some word
that would induce her to 60 back and
see him and-and fix things up"
"Huh- says I. II don't know about
that"
But Just think. Torchy," she in
sists There he is. alone and friend
among the ruins Of his dead hopes
Isn't that pathetic?"
II expect it is.' says I. But I
don't see just what we're going to do
about it,"
"At least" goes on Wee. you might
tell him that I know where his runa-
way wife is."
Couldn't you write that on a pos
tai card and send it to him just as
"And 1t might be a week before he
went to the nearest post Office to get
IT," says she. Meanwhile there's no
knowing what he might do. Didn't
you notice the despair in his eyes?"
NO" says I, but noticed that
it out. Wee. And you might inclose a
few safety razor blades"
But there's no kidding her out Of
anything she's made up her mind to
do TIN sure il he knew where she
was" insists Wee. that he would want
back. Torchy."
''Oh. very WE'LL" says I. "Jacquin's,
you said. didn't you?"
East 57th street, adds Wee Here,
I'll write the number on a card
So I climbs out and trots back. to
find Max Hadley squattin' on the front
steps right where we'd left him, his
back against post and his corncob
Drawn free. He seems to be watchin'
some guils crcgin' around high up
against some white popcorn clouds. and
he's q little startled when I appear
again.
rBy the way" says I. I'VE almost for
got to tell you about Mrs. Hadley.''
"Eh - says he. starin' at me.
The little wife ran across her in
town the other day." says I. wed
heard about you and she remembered
the name. Found Mrs. Hadley at her
old trade. in a milliner's shop. Here's
the address,
well. he don't grab it eager, or even
hold out trembly hand for it. I has
to shove it into his fingers. Takes a
little time FOR them things to soak in.
big emotions slow. waits for him to
murmur her name husky and brush
away the salty tear. But nothing like
that happens.
"oh. yes" says he: ~ supposed she d
60 back to her old business. So that's
You see." goes on, 'evee's liable
to be In there again this week and she
thought you might like to send back
Toto touise?" says he, starin'
Naturally" says I. And stretches
thing tender and appealin'. ~
Thanks" says he, but I guess 1
won't bother you.''
'Oh. come.' says l. This pride
stuff don't get you anywhere. It's
what's always complicatin' the plot,
as you can see any time you go to
the movies. Keeps folks apart.
closeup clinch until the last reel.
Now my tip Is to chuck your pride
overheard and relay somethinR ten