Twin city review. [volume] (Champaign, Ill.) 19??-1929, 1921-04-08

As n consequence. she was neeessaF-
| lly eontent With opening the car door
for herself and stepping IN. The starter
| politely begged her 10 pass 10 tie taxi
at the head of tie rank and just as
| politely she Informed him that her feet
! were wet enough as IL was. In the
| meantime. even her light weight on
the ruHning-board had startled the
driver INTO wakefulness and. without
| going through any motions. be had
beard the unforgettable tones Of her
/ voice.
The starter shrugged his shoulders.
barked out an address in Fifty-ninth
| street and kindly offered TO turn her
over for him" The driver laid trem-
| bling hands on the wheel and cautious
| ~ drew himself mp to "A sitting posi-
| tlcn without disturbing the shielding
angle Of his cap. Far from his trou-
| bied mind were thoughts of snow, the
slnsh and skidding. lie threw in his
! clutch, started her with n jerk, round.
! ed the cab in front successfully. skid
| ded nightly thereafter, Strengthened
| her out, skidded again, aud crashed,
/ with a great spllntering of spokes,
| br0adsjde front ON the curb directly
before the delighted windows of the
Poppy club.
Nothing would have happened to
| Miss Thornton had she been sitting
back In ladylike manner, but at the
moment of the cabs collision with the
imperturbable curb she was otherwise
occupied in short. the glass being
bit frosted. she was standing up and
trying 10 peek through the speaking
slot. As a consequence, when the door
flew open with the shock. she also flew
and volplaued TO landing on hands
and knees In the very middle of the
very wide sidewalk.
With cry of. ooh, miss!" the
driver sprang toward her. but when,
still on hands and knees, she looked up
and gasped. "Oh. Randy-Mr. RAN
dolphl' he turned and fled down the
hill.
iii You Slim Hervey!" yelled the
starter. "Come back here an sign up
for the junk !"
In the meantime. which wasn't
much more than the twlnkling of an
eye. three perennial near-youths
dashed down the steps of the Poppy
club 10 the assistance of the loyeiest
trouble that had ever sent out an 3.
o. s. signal in the face of ready help
tn the falling. Individually and col
lectively, they raised the curly-halred
vision to its feet.
"It was Mr.. Randolph gasped the
maiden, in evident distress, land I've
been looking for him for weeks"
Not Bobby!" exclaimed Mr.. Near
ton.
Not Hervw calculated Mr.. Yerries,
Not Randy" interjected Mr.. Berry,
Pamela nodded three times. but her
eyes failed 10 show wonder. Nowadays
everybody she ran into seemed to
know everybody she knew by his first
name.
Excuse me-" said Mr.. Nearton, In
tent on getting there first with re-
mark-any remark does he owe yon
money. too?"
The effect was electrical. Miss
HiNi NNNuiiftil " tlNAIihE NiIiihS.
She fixed Mr.. Nearton with steady
eyes.
"IIow much does Mr.. Randolph owe
youp" she asked.
"Ouly tw.twenty," babbled Mr.. Near
ton.
"Well, here II is" said Pamela. draw
ing u yellowhnck from her chatelaine
10 i,,ta L.
nerveless hand. 81 happen to owe Mr..
Randolph great deal more than that"
Wherewith she turned and made for
the corner aud the nearest telephone
booth
Pamela was short of breath when
she reached the telephone. but she
managed 10 get Mr.. Milyuns' residence
on the wire and learned that he was
detained nj the office. She called up
that safe den of the woud-be untliS-
turhed and connected with new and
strange drawl.
you've got the wrong number. lady.
This Mr.. Milyuns went home early TO
celebrate his silver wedding"
"Will Won put me through to Mr..
| Bnfuen MllNulN. HSheu l'aifeIH, IN
sugar-sweet voice. "or do you really
want to start looking for another Iob?"
"Iow do I know you know him
Miss Hurry, did YOU say? The office
| boy amt here, 81 | can't ask him.
Leave me your number, an I'll have
him call YOU"
"Know him." gulped Pamela, in a
rage. why. I've k-kissed him! -
"kissed Mr., Milyuns" responded
the voice, taking sudden notice. well.
dearie. why didn't you say so?
thought YOU was one of them high
brow DANES. IL it's matter of kissln'
the boss over the wire. why just you go
TO II. | won't listen-oh, not
And a moment later. Pamela. In a
streamline body:
"oh, Mr.. Milyuns. this Is Pamela
and I've found him! f., Yes Randy
MIR. Randolph. -. No. he got awayl
:. Yes. He's going under the name