The Yale expositor., 1921-10-20
walk in conjunction With the home

walk in conjunction with the home
ward-bound stream of dreSs-models.
AS a consequence, she was necessar-
lily content with opening the car door
for herself and stepping in. The starter
politely begged her to pass to the taxi
at the head of the rank and Just as
politely she informed him that her feet
were wet enough as ii was. In the
meantime, even her light weight on
the running-board had startled the
driver into wakefulness and, without
going through any motions, he had
heard 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
ly drew himself up to a sitting posi-
ton without disturbing the shielding
angle of his cap. Far from his trou-
bled mind were thoughts of snow, the
slush and skidding. He threw In his
clutch, started her with jerk, round
ed the cab in front successfully, skid
ded nightly thereafter, Strengthened
her out, skidded again, and crashed,
with great splintering of spokes
broadside 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 a 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 consequence, when the door
flew open with the shock, she also flew
and volplaned to a landing on hands
and knees in the very middle of the
very wide sidewalk.
With a cry of, "Oh, miss" the
driver sprang toward her, but when,
still on hands and knees, she looked up
and gasped, "Oh, Randy-Mr. Ran
dolphin he turned and fed down the
hill.
"Hil You Slim Herveyl" yelled the
starter. Come back here an sign up
for the Junk !"
In the meantime, which wasn't
much more than the twlnkllng Of an
eye. three perennial near-youths
dashed down the steps " the Poppy
club TO the assistance of the lOveliest
trouble that had ever sent out sn S.
o. S. signal in the face OF ready help
TO the falling. Individually and COL
lectively, they raised the curly-haired
vision to its feet.
at was Mr.. Randolph" gasped the
maiden. In evident distress, land I've
been looking for him for weeks"
mot Bobbyi" exclaimed Mr.. Near
ton.
mot Herv" calculated Mr.. Verrfes.
mot Randyw interjected Mr.. Berry.
Pamela nodded three times, but her
eyes failed to show wonder. Nowadays
everybody she ran into seemed to
know everybody she knew by his first
name.
Excuse me-" said Mr.. Neartos, In.
tent on getting there first with re-
mark-any remark; docs he owe you
money, too7"
The effect was electrical. Miss
Thornton assumed freezing dignity.
She fixed Mr.. Nearton with steady
eyes
"How much does Mr.. Randolph owe
you" she asked.
"Ouly tw-twenty," babbled Mr.. Near.
ton.
"Well, here II u.s." said Pamela, draw.
ing a yelIowback from her chatelaina
and thrusting II into Mr.. Nearton's
nerveless hand. IT happen to owe Mr..
Randolph great deal more than that"
Wherewith she turned and made for
! the corner and the nearest telephons
booth.
Pamela was short Of breath when
she reached the telephone, but she
managed to get Mr.. Milyuns' residence
on the wire and learned that he was
detained at the Office. She called up
that safe den OF the would.be undis.
turbed and connected with a new and
strange drawl.
you've got the wrong number, lady.
This Mr.. Milyuns went home early to
celebrate his silver wedding"
"Will you put me through to Mr..
Borden Milyuns," asked Pamela, In q
sugar-sweet voice, "or do you really
want to start looking for another jobr"
How do know you know him
Miss Hurry. did you sayi The Office
boy amt here, so I can't ask him.
Leave me your number, an I'll have
him call you"
"Know himl" guiped Pamela. In q
rage. "Why. I've k-kissed himl
kissed Mr.. Mliyuns" responded
the voice. taking sudden notice. well
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