The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1921-01-28

very c0rnf0rtanIe apartment DllnKeu
at him every time they came to Fifty
ninth street He was justifying to
himself very questionable move. He
wished to feed this stray damsel and,
at the same time, talk to her with a
purpose. He could not see himself
doing it in cabaret, and every hotel
supper room had already become one
of those things. He came to a decision
and spoke.
"Fll take hand in your game, all
right, but not just as you think. Do
yOu-wOuld you trust me?"
Immediately the girl was on her
guard. She looked into his face and
readit.
II would never have thought of not
trusting you if 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.. Randolph'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
1ehu, as he handed out the girl. She
paused with one foot halfway to the
curb, but that single word directing
anything as expensive as taxi to
stand by treasured her
Randolph preceded her to show the
way and turn on lights. He never
looked back to see If 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 latch-key and opened
door that gave directly on large
square sitting room. II hate elevators
in place you call home"
In an open CRATE was dying wood
fire. He proceeded to poke and feed
it at once, saying over his shoulder:
"Sit down anywhere will you"
Facing the fire was deep and much
worn leathern couch, with pedestal
Mt each end carrying shaded lamps.
They were the only ones he had light
ed and their glow was so subdued that
1t blended with that of the fire without
lighting it. The girl chose to seat her.
self stiffiy in corner of this couch.
Mr. Randolph looked at her rigid
pose with marked disapproval, but
said nothing. Having rejuvenated the
fire till it leaped merrily to an attack
on the fresh backlog, he left the room
and was absent for a considerable
time. When he returned, it was to
place small table before his guest.
and then he fetched a tray we'll load
ed with those things which grace in
perpctuity a healthy bachelors larder,
He drew up chair for himself and,
with an inviting nod, started to eat
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 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, Mr.. 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. IF you think you'll
be more comfortable, we can 60 down
and sit in the cab. l want to talk to
you"
The girl considered gravely for
moment; then her face broke into a
ripping smile that swept up and set
tied in her eyes. She reached for
cushion, put ii at her back. tucked one