The spectator., 1921-08-09
PART i-Continucd.
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More than that" went on Ran dolph I'm not taking your job just for tonight; I'm going to hold it. The only thing I want you to promise is that you'll keep your trap closed if you see any ads in the personal col. umus looking for me"
 How do I know you won't lift inc ear and whoop if up fer New Haven?"
 Randolph fixed him in the eye.
 You know I won't because say It."
 Sure that'S all right boss" said the driver Conciliatingly. No bones broke. Now. there's just one thing more have you ticgercd that it's five hours to the opening of secondhand Sixth avenue or the Eowery. an I'd have to wear those clothes of yourn all that time?"
 What's the matter with these ciothes| asked Randolph. q little peeyed. "Well, you've heard my offer. Take fl or leave H."
 sure I'll take itl" said the driver promptly. If I wasn't a-goin' to have took it from the first, what would n been standiu here tnlkin' for?"
 Whereupon they entered to the cramped privacy of the cab and ex- changed garments. Randolph was ready in ten minutes but it took him another len to complete the apparel ing of the puzzled chauffeur. That ly- AI {, Randoiph'S best evening suit a Slckly grin.
 say" he asked. how do look?"
 Mir. Randolph surveyed him.
 "Oh. youN de. all right. You lool; about the way I would if I'd been on q bat. Better have a few drinks, if you can find them and the world will fall for your clothes. What time do l turn the wagon in. and what time do go on again? Do you bunk at the garage. by any chance?"
 "Never you mind where bunk" said the cX-cahman suSpiciously. 'Dyou think I'm goin' to throw in Il happy home for two hundred? You're on the night shift for this week. Read the rules and regulations when you get to the garage Say good-by to the bows for me an tell the manager to go to blazes.'
 They followed this remark out of the cah; the tough in fop's clothing cranked the car and turned westward, as previously chroncled. while Mir. Randolph, now substitute to Patrick O'Reilly as driver of the Village Cab company'S No. lS9S, hurled his char fot eastward not to meet the morning, as it had appeared to the watching Miss Thornton, but in search of the residence of the head of the legal firm charged with the duty of carrying out the instructions of the defunet Mir Asa Thornton.
 Mir, Randolph, vice OReilly. drew up at the familiar address in Madison avenue and laid his car C.cek by jowl with the curb as though anchoring 1t for a long stay; then he descended from the drivers seat, entered the cab. exclaimed thanksgiving at finding rug, wrapped himself in its warm folds. curled up on the seat and went to sleep.
 In the cold early morning the strong arm of the Law reached in and dragged him back from the Elys.an fields where he had been wandering hand in hand with lovely person dressed in little velvet toque and very cheap clothes.
 Here you :" said the voice If the Law. Don't you know you can't put up hotel in this burg without IT, censef Wot the"
 Morning, Officer" said Ra.;:oiph, trying his best to be pleasant I'm waiting for my fare. Any regulation against that?'
 Don't pull that stuff on me" said the Law. This ain't tte Tenderlon."
 q know 1t iSnt" remarked Mir Ran dolph But I happen to he waiting for Mir Borden Milyuns of Milyuns. Brunch X Nilyuns. Ever heard of him?'
 Stare" said ihe cop, impressed but st.ll suspicious, "He lives here all sr1xhl hut ] aia't seen him turning