Twin city review. [volume] (Champaign, Ill.) 19??-1929, 1921-02-25
PART I--continued.

moit 'nah thht, NeIli oii Isiii-
dolph; "Pm not taking your job just
for tonight; I'm going TO hold 1t. The
only thing / want you to promise is
that you'll keep your trap closed II
you see any ads In the personal col
umns looking for me-"
"How do l know you won't lift the
car and whoop 1t up fer New Haven?'
Randolph fixed him In the eye.
"You know / won't, because say
It."
"Sure-that's all right. boss" said
the driver conciliatlngfy. mo bones
broke. Now, there's just one thing
more: have you fggered that It's five
hours to the opening Of secondhand
Sixth avenue or the Bowery, an I'd
have to wear those clothes of yourn
all that timer"
whats the matter with these
clothes?' asked Randolph. a little
peeved. well, you've heard my offer.
Take 1t or leave It."
'Sure I'll take III" said the driver
promptly. IF wasn't a-goln' to have
took It. from the first. Whit rusia,.'A L "a,
Whereupon they entered to the
cramped privacy OF the cab and ex.
changed garments. Randolph was
ready in ten minutes, but II took him
another ten TO complete the apparel.
Ing of the puzzled chauffeur. That
worthy added to his inyestiture In
Randolph's best evening suit a slckly
grin.
Say" he asked, "how do look?"
Mr.. Randolph surveyed him.
oh you'll do, all right. You look
about the way | would II I'd been on
bat. Better have a few drinks, If YOU
can find them, and the world VIII fall
for your clothes. What time do | turn
the wagon in, and what time do 90
ON again? Do you bunk at the garage.
by any CHANGER
Never you mind where I bunk
said the ex-cabman susplciously.
"D'you think I'm goin' to throw In a
happy home for two hundred2 You're
on the night shift for this week. Read
the rules and regulations when you
get to the garage. Say good-by to the
boys for me an tell the manager to 20
to blazes."
They followed this remark out of
the cab; the tough In fop's clothing
eranked the car and turned westward,
as previously chronlcled, while Mr..
Randolph. now substitute to Patrick
OsReilly as driver of the Village Cab
company's No. 1898, hurled his char
lot eastward, not to meet the morning.
rs II had appeared to the watching
Miss Thornton, but In search of the
residence of the head of the legal firm
charged with the duty of carrying out
the Instructions or TIE fefunct Mr.
Asa Thornton.
Mr. Randolph, vice O'Reilly, drew
up at the familiar address I'm Madison
avenue and laid his ear cheek by 1owl
with the curb as Though anchoring 1t
for long stay; then he descended
from the drivers seat entered the
cab, exclaimed thanksgiving at finding
a rug, wrapped himself In it's warm
folds, curled up on the seat and went
TO sleep.
In the cold early morning the strong
arm of the Law reached In and dragged
him back from the Elysian fields
where he had been wandering hand In
hand with lovely person dressed in
little velvet toque and very cheap
clothes.
Here. youl" said the voice Of the
Law. Don't you know you can't put
up hotel in this burg without a II.
cense? wot the"
Morning. officer" said Randolph.
trying his best to be pleasant. I'm
waiting for my fare. Any regulation
against that?"
Don't pull that stuff on me-" said
the Law. This amt the Tenderloin -
II know it isn't" remarked Mr.. Ran
dolph. "But happen to be waiting
for Mr.. Borden Mllyuns, of Milyuns.
Branch * Milyuns. Ever heard of
him7"
Sure" said the cop impressed but
still suspicious. "He lives here All
right but ] amt seen him turning