The Yale expositor., 1921-11-17

warmly cool young members or society
who were inwardly, nevertheless.
seething with more emotions than
there are fumes in a lime-kiln.
Miss Thornton |" exclaimed Mr..
Randolph, as. from force of long
habit, he laid hat. stick and gloves
on a side table and then advanced
with tentatively Outstretched hand.
"Oh, how do you do?" asked Pa
mela. rising and offering her hand.
"Wo-won't you sit DOWN."
THANK you; / will"
He took the other end of the couch,
crossed his legs in an effort to appear
thoroughly at home and gazed almost
furtively at the apparition before him.
Ye gods and heaps of daffodils What
vision of loneliness. of charm,
grace, breeding carriage and nur-
tured beauty! What buhbling well
OF mirth what source OF the light
Of youth that never fails; what an
armful of divine delight!
"Er-I-er-told Mr.. Milyuns I'd
CALL" said Mr. Randolph.
"Yes?" eagerly countered Miss
Thornton.
"Er-I--said I'd be here at four"
supplemented Mr.. Randolph.
Yes; he told me-" murmured Miss
Thornton. not quite so ardently.
"Er-it's just four now" stated Mr..
Randolph.
$50 II is" agreed Miss Thornton
quite coolly, CHANGING at the clock and
registering surprlse-tone quite calm
and dignlfied.
A long silence intervenes. The lady
could easily break it. but won't. She
has gathered somewhere that silence
is often n club. Mr.. Randolph evil
IDENTIFY shares the intuition; he must
say something and does.
1--WE been very busy since i saw
you last,
"How Interestingly"
ayes; II has been-in spots. I've
er-been studying the under side of
the upper world through a hole in the
front glass of a taxi. 1t has given me
great idea"
Really"
haitian Chaperoned Cab company"
1.-THE what7" asked Miss Thornton,
forced to show interest in the prepos
ferrous project In spite of the fact that
her eyes were growing more and more
wounded and the corners Of her trem-
ulous mouth were dropping farther
and farther south.
"Chaperoned Cab company" repeat
ed Mr.. Randolph, his broad brows
pickering in serious thought over his
wide blue eyes. 1T doesn't sound like
much of an idea until you follow IT
out. Would you like to have me ex-
plain ii to your
"Oh. ce-certainly."
"Well 1t all hangs on an invention
of my own-an attachment TO the or
binary taximeter Of a miniature map
OF New York and vicinity and sort
of seismic-needle affair. You set the
needle on the point in the map CORE
spending to where the cab starts from
in-er-real life. Wherever the cab
goes. the needle shows the route in red
ink on the map, with a time signal OF
how long 1t stopped at any given
house. park, store-er-et cetera.
Do you begin to get the ideaT'
Mo-" said Miss Thornton.
"Just think minute. Tired old
couple Of conventional ideas and ac-
tually beyond the age of dancing are
In horror of sitting up all night watch.
ing daughter have a good time. Send
her In one Of my cabs; the ink-route
will show Just how straight she went
to the party. how long she stayed.
and how she came back. ! forgot to
mention the photograph attachment In
every vehicle. Take another case:
Man married to a pretty and very
young wife. Can't you hear him say,
Yes, my d-d-dear; you can go any
where IL you'll take a Chaperoned
Cabr"
mo. I can't" said Miss Thornton
decisively, and stared meaningIy at
the clock, as though she were worry
ing over her next engagement
Mr.. Randolph flushed, rose hastily.
and possessed himself of hat, stick and
gloves.
81 mustn't keep you" he said, "Tve
got an appointment IN about five min
utes myself"
She rose, an absent-minded look in
her eyes, and accompanied him to the
door of the room. He opened 1t and
took his hand from the knob to shake
good-by. Her hand reached out to-
ward his listlessly, as though It had
become infected with the sefsame
droop that had assailed the corners
Of her lips.
"May I-er-call againr
mo" cried Pamela. snatched back
her hand, threw both arms up against
the doorJamb. dropped her curly head
upon them. and burst into tears.
Mr.. Randolph's platinum-headed
cane fell with clatter; his gloves
huttered to the floor, and his new top
hat. emitting clucking, mirthful
sound, hurtled across the room. In
less time than IL has taken to de-
scribe these simultaneous events, he
had seized the sobbing girl In his arms
.,d mae hahhIfpU fOll0UQ.