The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1921-02-11
PART I-CONTINUED

What he said.
The driver welcomed the sudden
apparition with friendly grin,
hOnked defiantly three times, and
threw in the clutch. They were of,
and. trailing after them came such
string of blasphemous utterances as
made Mr. Randolph vince.
The girl was laughing No longer
did her eyes search for CLEAN they
thought they had lost forever. 1t was
there within them, come back to roll
lick in her pupils and spill itself In
reckless spending
"Oh! Oh! What a bump!" she
gasped
Sunny, wasn't it?" said Mr.. Ran
dolph weakly.
lawfully" said the girl.
Thereupon fell a long silence. The
cab cut across the traffic, reached the
Avenue, and eventually the dark park
before Mr.. Randolph found anything
further to say.
Sunny, wasn't it?' he remarked.
The girl cast him startled look.
''Why," she gurgled, that's what
you said before"
$50 I did," said Mr.. Randolph,
frowning thoughtfully. $50 did. BY
the way, what's your name?"
The girl caught her breath and
swallowed her laughter.
''yivienne WHERE" she said, after
a pause.
.'How awful" commented Mr.. Ran
oF 70 oil
literations that go with the back row
Of the chorus"
"Front row." Vivienne defended
promptly, but unsmiling. Her lips
twitched down at the corners. "At
least, it was front row."
II KNOW" said Mr.. Randolph.
"You've been fired. I heard what
Beamer said to you. How long have
you known that snake?'
"Not very long," she answered. "He
got me on and I suppose he got me
off, She drew long breath and
turned appealing eyes to Randolph.
"Please," she said, "don't let's talk
about him. want so to be happy for
few minutes. l love the park at
night with it's border of lights. Let's
play game"
ga gamer" said Randolph doubt
fully.
Eyes. Wen guess which is Central
Park West and which is One Hundred
and Tenth street and which is the ave-
nue.. 1t is not as easy as you think
after you've been going round while.
Tm feeling d-dizzy a-already."
"You are" exclaimed Mr.. Randolph.
-"Well, let me tell you it isn't from
huzzing round two-mile circuit.
What did you have for dinner?"
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,
hut the matter that held his attention
was not the proposed guessing-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
ninth street. He was justifying to
himself very questionable move. He
wished 70 -ccd this stray damsel and
at the same time. talk to her with e
purpose He could not see himself
doing it in cabaret and every hotel
supper room had already become one
of these things He came to decision
and spoke.
''I'll take a hand in your game. all
right. but not just as you think. Do
you--would you trust me?"
+oIx ~ ~
guard. She looked into his face and
read it,
81 would never have thought of not
trusting you if you hadn't asked that
old. old trap question:" she said
gravely.
''Isorget that / asked it." said Mr.
Randolph promptly, and leaned out "a
give the driver his address. A thin
Tipped and weary scorn was still on
Afat individuals face when he drew
up before Nlr. Randolphs abode and
honlled three times derisively to the
world In general as. seen from the
front of taxi.
-"Wait." said Mr.. Randolph to the
iehu as he handed out the. girl. She
paused with one foot halfway to the
curb. but that single word directing
anything as expensive as a taxi tC
stand bv treasured her.
Randolph preceded her to show the
way and turn on lights. He never
looked back to see If she followed, and
this implied trust in herself seemed to
drag her after him up the single flight
of stairs that led to his rooms.
eOld-fashioned but cozy," he said
ms he applied a latch-key and opened
door that gave directly on large
square sitting room. II hate elevators
in a place Won call home"
In an open crate was dying wood
FIRE. He proceeded to poke and feed