Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-11-11

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rls I, ..I. r.: !: : ,sIs::a.! s,:sai temptation NO.
i I'm thinking that this Kennedy IL
snt,ouess." snS vscs man VINO "r0'' 'n'' O00' o"
That's a good guess. Ill should
happen to need you again, IN send for
YOU. Better 90. now. I'm groSsy.
Got mixed up with some street thugs
last night, and they battered me up con.
siderably. Oood.by and good luck"
The detective gone, 1,ancroft's throb.
bling brain tried to draw something con.
elusive out Or this information. Ills
father had written paid Kennedy In
Full" recently, while the man himself
had vanished nearly twenty years ago;
Bancroft began to suspect that instead
Of solving the riddle hs % had sIy merely piled ca
substance Of a sort. lie, Bancroft,
wouldn't have to trouble his brain on
that score again. 1,ut In what manner
had his father stirred the eninity OF
Stewart? The old circle, the old circle!
Here the girls came In, one with
tonst and the other with cocoa. Jerry
loved them both. differently. The
touch Of their tender hands was the
sweetest tonic he had ever known. They
scolded him, and fused over him, re:
newed the fluff to his pillows. and
ono Of them fed him toast and the
other hot Cocoon; and he knew that he
had nothing Of which to envy tho gods.
! "1'm going to set this way once
week." he said.
"What?" cried Nancy.
| "ies. ma am. This is worth all the
bumps Il man could take In q single
night" m.
you ever come in this way again you
! go T. tn hospital. We're through. We
haven't had any sleep yet on your &C.
count"
"You mean you two sat up oil night
with me? wonder II III ever ap.
precinte my luck3 supposins I'd NOV.
ed I'm somewhere else !"
Horrible thought - said Nancy
lightly. II didn't bring in the puppy.
He's full OF pep and wants to romp.
But III bring him in before 80 to
the theatcr tonight"
whether It was the puppy's throat or
his ears that she kissed oftenest. Tie
funny littlo codger! Now you two
run along md get some sleep. I'm all
right. Hicks are hard to kill"
"Did you lose much?' asked Jenny.
"Not enough TO hurt" he answered.
blandly; that IL. he could utter harm.
less fibs serenely, since these would
never react except upon himself.
II wondered" said Jenny, ''rhey
might n got your whole ROLL
'They didn't."
Nancy. returning alone to her room,
drew upon all her courage and telc.
phoned Craig's home: but Craig had
not yet returned from the country. For
short time her thoughts were cOnfus.
ed. a strange kind Of lover, not to
telephone, not to send her even note
The deed must be done. It was inescap.
able; but for all that her immediate
sensation was of relief, with an under.
current Of shame that she should vel
come this respite. The longer It was
delayed the harder to do. But one
decision she had come to irrevocably A;
she would not hide behind the telephone
or letter: she would make her miser.
to face with him. Else her sclf-re.
spcct would always be a shattered
thing. She would not try TO escape
any hurt that was duo her. But. oh, to
have 1t over and done with, over and
done with. Still dressed, she flung
herself upon the lounge and slept until
four.
! The Doorplats
Soon aftcr becoming n tenant Ban.
croft had had n bed lamp installed.
This day the janitor had rigsed up
the key no that Bancroft could have
light or darkness merely by pulling q
string. At nine o'clock that night he
shut off the light and talked softly to
Ling Foo, who occupied a side OF the
pillow and snored frequently, because
Mt certain angles II was hard for him
to breathe easily with that joke Of n
nose.
You're = lucky pup. Ling"
Lins. Zoos tail admitted the soft
Impeachment.
"shs took a lot Of trouble for you
one night; mud and rain. and all that,
so you wouldn't be thirsty"
Ling Foo remembered that night.
''Of course, I'm a fool"
Ling Foo didn't know about that.
II haven't q chance in tho world
but ,t's kind Of hard. DO you think
she loves anybody slse1"
me-" said Lang Foo's tan.
y mean, does she care for Craig
shouldn't blame hsr. Craig has
rsston H' a10T; r. ' an,1 The ssas
say. Lord, how the man can play The
piano! And I can't pick out Yankee
Doodle with ono finger"
Music tickles my ears" said Ling
Foo's tail, "and makes me sing"
"We human beings are funny. Ling.
! want to know tho future: and yet II
the eminent lady from Cumas entered
boot her hence. Why3 Because hopes
the only thing worth having; and all
hope would vanish IL we could know
tomorrow. There wouldn't bo any good
stories either. A story Is always some.
body elsc's hope. Ling, I'm all bang.
cd up because Craig's turkey choked
inc. Sounds funny, doesn't It? Truth.
though. Well, let's 80 to Sleep"
Ling Food had long since been ready
for that. He rose, turned around
few times, then curled up on the spot
hc had just vacated, thereby executing
one Of those dog mysteries humans will
never solve. But scarcely had the pup.
py begun to snore than true growl
vibrated his 1.-the body.
"sh"' whispered Bancroft; alert.
Out Of the silence came a slight click,
came from tho lock In the door.
"Come right in. Mr.. Stewart; come
right in?" he called. cheerfully, II
ironically, through tho dark.
Tho NOTES.-The clicking IN the ksy.
holc--ceased instantly. No other sound
followed directly; though Bancroft
nttuncd his hearing TO running feet, no
heard nothing; but a minute later there
came the sound Of a door roughly