Mountain Home Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1915-1946, 1921-07-16
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promptly, but unsmiling. Her lips
twitched down at the orners AT
least, it was front row"
81 know" said Mr.. Randolph.
you've been fired. / heard what
Beamer said to you. How long have
you known that shaker"
Not very long" she answered. "He
got me on, and | suppose he got me
off," She drew a long breath and
turned appealing eyes to Randolph.
please" she said, 'don't let's talk
about him. I want so to be happy for
a few minutes. I love the park at
night with its border of lights. Let's
play a gene
"a gamer" said Randolph doubt.
fully.
Yes. Wen guess which is Central
Park West and which is One Hundred
and Tenth street and which Is the ave-
nue.. 1t iss not as easy as you think
after you've been going round a while.
I'm feeling d-dIzzy a-already."
you are" exclaimed Mr.. Randolph,
"Well, let me tell you 1t isn't from
fuzzing round a 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,
but 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 W
very comfortable apartment blinked
at him every time they came to Fifty
ninth street. He was justifylng to
himself a very questionable move, He
wished to feed this stray damsel and,
at the same tiiTe, talk to her with a
purpose. He could not see himself
doing 1t In a cabaret, and every hotel
supper room had already become n
Of those things. He came to a decision
and spoke.
"Pll take a hand In your game, all
right, bat not just as you think. Do
you-would you trust me?"
Immediately the girl was on her
guard. She looked into his face and
read 1t.
~ would never have thought of not
trusting you IL you hadn't asked that
old, old trap question:" she said
gravely.
'Forget that l asked It," said Mr..
Randolph promptly, and leaned out to
give the driver his address. A thin
Tipped. and weary scorn was still on
that individuals face when he drew
up before Mr.. Randoiph's abode and
honked three times derisively to the
world In general as seen from the
front of a 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 to
stano by treasured her.
Randolph preceded her to show the
way and turn on lights. He never
looked back to see II 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.
"Old-fashioned but cozy," he said,
as he applied a latch-key and opened
a door that gave directly on a large
square sitting room. ~ hate elevators
In O place you call home"
In an open CRATE was a dying wood
fire. He proceeded to poke and feed
It at once, saying over his shoulder:
"Sit down anywhere, will your
Facing the fire was a deep and much
worn leathern couch, with a pedestal
at each end carrying shaded lamps.
They We're the only ones he had light
ed and their glow was so subdued that
1t blended with that of the fire without
fighting it. The girl chose to seat her
self stifiy in a corner Of this couch.
Mr.. Randolph looked at her rigid
pose with marked disapprovai, but
said nothing. Having ~rejuvenated the
fire till 1t leaped merrily to an attack
on the fresh backlog, he left the room
and was absent for a considerable
time. When he returned, 1t was to
place q small table before his guest,
and then he fetched a tray well load
ed with those things which grace in
perpetuity a healthy bachelors larder.
He drew up a chair for himself and,
with an inviting nod, started to eat a
great deal and very rapidly.
"Get in on the lunch while there's
time" he admonished. II warn you
there's nothing more In the house."
The girl gave him a grateful look
and proceeded to fill herself with the
most sustaining food within reach,
She did not fail to note that there
was nothing to drink but water. When
they could eat no more, MFR. Randolph
removed the table. and then seated
himself in the opposite corner of the
couch.
"You don't seem to be at ease here
he said presently. "ff you think you'll
be more comfortable, we can go down
and sit in the cab. / want to talk tf
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