The Little River news., 1921-03-02
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foot under herself, and waved th< other in the same fashion as had Missl van Teilier earlier in the evening. Es
 ''Now talk," ," she said. IN
 'Do you like mer' asked MT. Ran dolph.
 She Nodded her head. I
 You're not afraid to be here7"
 She shook denial.
 ''Have you ever been in man's room before r.
 She looked him straight in the eyes and made no other sign.
 It was MT. Randolph's turn to flush.
 Then 2 he said. If you like me and if you're mol. afraid. please begin at the start and tellam all about it.s 53 The girls eyes fell and sought the fire. Her face slowly paled to the shade of her somber thoughts. She was no longer pretty; she was beauti-N ful, with revealing transparency that made iler seem unfleshed, a disem-. bodied spirit of sincerity and truth, ! indubitably pure. GAS. z ''I had a nurse once," she said, M ol low voice, land a wire-ha.red terr1oS show-dog and darling. His nat4 was Sport" She raised solemn eyes; to Randolph's face as though measur- ing his powers of understanding. My nurse died and then, one day, I had to sell Sport; I wasn't old enough to sell myself"
 She stopped speaking with an un- mistakable .finality. Randolph was overwhelmed by the flood of informa- tion that this slip of girl had packed into two-score words. A life-story in four lines and revelation of the heart thrown in for good measur Over and above that, he had to reckt with the confirmation of a suspicion which had been slowly establishing it, self in his mind that he had met her before, that not for the first time u q night had those soft lips curved f0f merry words. cried, My. what q bump!" within his hearing. M
 So many considerations pressed to his immediate attention that te awoke to the actual present too date to stem the tide of tears that sudde6- ly rose to the girls eyes.
 "Oh." she sobbed, "what Is to be- come of met was % happy herGI if you hadn't made me think l'' I'll
 If anything has. been said in the course of these pages to give thu irn- pression that Mr. Randolph was mod, eled after Joseph or hewn out e iea or packed with probity to the ie&clts sion Of red blood, forget 1t. At tlq sight Of those tears, he slid the ieltth of the couch to first base, felded the girl in his arms. switched her round so that she lay across his knees, oraAts her face against his shoulder. tand rocked her gently. .A M
 e"You poor kiddie." he said ne:tly.' "what a devil of time you'vX &G&l But believe me when tell you lf1 okl' over. This is the night that start old happy sun into the blue sky TIT Don't worry" MI
 She stopped crying and looki & into the honest face SO close fl3h(f own, puzzling as to how just words could have come from itH z the world had taught her hard
 son in varying standards. She drdy long Quivering sigh. M If you could only wait until love you, body and soul" she breathed.
 "What on earth do you means'' asked MT. Randolph.
 "Why, then # wouldn't be so bad- so ugly."
 T don't get you." remarked Robert Hervey.
 "A man told me just little while ago that he was making catalogue Of reasons why women give them selves" she continued. "He had eleven already, and yet he was one of the incest men I've met. He talked to me as though he were showing me way that l must travel alone" "Reallyf" said Mr. Randolph. stiff fen!ng perceptibly. Y