News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1921-02-02
SYNOPSIS.

tn nome of his sweelh5,I Mhddge Van
Teller, chagrined because of ner refusal
aof is proposal Of marrldee His income,
$1,000 a year, which he must surrender
If certain Miss imosen Pamela Thorn
tou ,wuom he has seen only as a small
cir ten years beforel is found, is not
considered by the girl of his heart ade-
.quate TO modern needs In don't care"
smood Rando' \ enters taxi. unseen by
the driver. and is driven 10 the stage
door of a theater A man he knows,
Duke Beamer induces a girl to enter the
cab Beamer, attempting TO follow, is
pushed back by Randolph and thelcab
mo, es on, His new acquaintance tells
Randolph she is chorus girl, and has
alost her position. She is in distress, even
hungry, and he takes her to his apart
lment There, after lunch, chance re-
mark convinces him the girl is the MISS
ing Pamela Thornton. He does not tell
her of her good fortune, but secures her
promise to stay in the fiat until the
morning and leaves her In whimsical
mood also realizing that the girls reap
6pearance has left him practically penni-
less, he brides the taxi driver to let him
take his job, and leaving word with the
legal representative of the Thornton es-
tate where he can find Pamela, takes up
his new duties under the name of slim
Hervey." He loves the girl, but his pride
forbids him approaching her under their
SHdHSeu SoHuICohs'
"Ten dollars worth of the park" is
what he said.
The driver welcomed the sudden
apparition with a friendly grin,
honked defantly three times, and
shrew in the clutch. They were off,
and trailing after them came such a
string of blasphemous utterances as
made Mr.. Randolph vince
The girl was laughing. No longer
.@iid her eyes search for a CLEAN they
thought they had lost forever. 1t was
there within them, come back to roll
dick in her pupils and spill itself in
RECKLESS spending.
ooh! Oh! What a bump!" she
;gasped.
"Funny, wasn't it," said Mr.. Ran
'doIph weakly.
lawfully" said the girl.
Thereupon fell long silence. The
cab cut across the traffic, reached the
Avenue, and eventually the dark park
before Mr.. Randolph found anything
further to say.
Funny, wasn't it?" he remarked.
The girl cast him a startled look
"Why," she gurgled, that's what
you Said before"
$50 l did," said Mr. Randolph.
browning thoughtfully $50 I did. BY
the way, what's your name?"
The girl caught her breath and
swallowed her laughter
"Vivienne WHERE" she said after
"a pause
"How awful" commented Mr.. Ran
"1olph. zone of those deliberate al
alterations that go with the back row
of the chorus"
'Front row." Vvienne defended
promptly, but unsmiling. Her lips |
twitched down at the corners. "At
beast, it was front row."
81 know" said Mr.. Randolph. |
f'You've been fired. heard what
Beamer said to you. How long have |
you known that snake?"
Not very long" she answered "IIe |
got me on, ana | suppose he got me |
off She drew a long breath and |
turned appealing eyes to Randolph
''Please," she said, don't let's talk
about him. l want SO to be happy for
"a few minutes. ! love the park at
night with it's border of lights. Let's
tplay a game"
"'A game?'" said Randolph doubt
fully.
Eyes. Well guess which is Central
Park West and which is One Hundred
and Tenth street and which is the ave-
niue. 1t is not as easy as you think
after you've been going round while.
Tn feeling d-dizzy a-already."
"YOu are" exclaimed Mr.. Randolph.
swell, let me tell you it isn't from
buzzing round a two-mile circuit.
What did you have for dnner?"
Miss Vivienne shut her lips tight.
won't you please play my gamer.
she asked family.
Mr.. Randolph frOwned as though
considering the subject very seriously
but the matter that held his attention
was not the proposed guessng-match
THAT would not have been fair nor
amusing, as the headlights of his own
very comfortable apartment blinked
at him every time they came to Fifty
,Din,h street. He was justifying to
Fhi1" e'f a very questionable move. He
wished to feed this stray damsel and.
at same time talk to her with a
Ourp e. He could not see himself
1;ng it in a cabaret and every hotel
7lpper room had already become one
f5nase things He came to a decision
and spoke.
"Ill rake hand in your game, all
srfobf but Oof inst aS Won think no !
SOu-would you trust me?"
Immediately the girl was on her
guard. She looked into his face and
read it.
Il would never have thought of not
trusting You If you hadn't asked that
old, old trap question:" she said
gravely.
Forget that ] asked it." said Mr..
Randolph promptly and leaned out to
give the driver his adf1rpce A thin !