The Ocala evening star., 1922-01-14

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"Take Them Empty Bottles Out OF
Here, and Choke That On Clock
With Another Pillow. My Head'lI
Just Bust IL l Don't Get Some
Sleep"
of here. Loo, and choke that d-n
clock with another pillow. My headm
just bust IL I don't get some Sleep"
There, there, dearie! Here, lemme
pull down the shades. Just try TO re-
member there ain't one Of them In
worth more than his bank book"
For Pete's sake. Loo, cut It or I'll
holler. Cut the conversation, dearie %
"I'll FIX the candied sweet potatoes
this morning. anyway, Miss Mae, so if
he does come"
81 tell you I'm going to yell, Loo, if
you mention bill of fare to me. Cover
up my feet, like good girl, and take
them bottles out and lemme sleep. My
headll bust II don't get some Sleep"
81 tell you, Miss Mae, there amt one
Of EN- is worth more than his bank
book. You're always giving away
everything You got, Miss Mae. Honest,
you'd give your best blue silk coat Off
your back If"
"If that's what you're limiting for,
Loo, for PHYS sake take it! I don't
want IL. It's too tight for me In the
arms. Take 1t, Loo. I don't want 1t.
l don't want anything but TO be let
alone"
Jaw, now, Miss Mae, I didn't
mean"
Get out. tell you! Get QUIT"
"Yes. Miss Mae" With a final pat
to the rug across Mae Munroe's feet
she scooped the litter of empty bottles
under one arm and hurried out smiling
and closing the door softly behind her
and tip-toeing down the hallway to
the kitchen.
On the couch Mae Munroe lay hud-
died with her face to the wall, her
cheeks crumpled against the white
wool of the dog In her arms, her lips
dry, each breath putting them out
ward. Easy tears would flow, enhanc-
ing her lacy disorder. Noon slipped
into afternoon.
The dusk OF the city which I'm so
Immediately peppered with lights
came gradually to press against the
drawn blinds. On the very crest OF
her unrest, as IL her mental travail
had stimulated cocaine courage, Mae
Munr0e kicked aside the rug from her
feet; rose and advanced to the wall
telephone; unlocked the receiver;
hooked IL up again; unlocked II this
time with resolution that frightened
and whitened her lips and sent the
color high into her face: placed her
mouth close to the transmitter.
"Broad three-six." And tapped with
one foot as she stood.
~Zincas Importing company? want
to speak to Mr.. Max Zincas."
Wrinkles crawled about her uneer-
tain lips.
'This is his-his mother. Yes, Mrs.
Zincas."
She closed her eyes as she waited.
"Hello, MAXI That you. MAXI"
She grasped at the snout OF the in
strument, tip-toeing up to It.
:1t's me, dear. Butt had to get
ypu to phone somehow Il No.
no, don't hang up, Max. Don't hang
up, dear, IL got to tell you some
thing; / got to, DEAR"
She raised herself closer to the
mouthpiece for tighter clutch OF Ii.
Tm sick, dearie. I'm dog sick,
dearie. Amt been about In a week
The limp Ia bad and I'm sick all over.
! am. dear. Come up to supper to-
night, dearie. You amt been near for
for a week. got TO see you about
something, Just a quiet talk, dearie.
I'll just got to see you. Max. F-rm
sick, dog sick"
Her voice slipped and away for the
moment, and she crammed her lacy
frfbble of handkerchief tight against
her lips, tiptoeing closer TO the trans
mitfnr
CONTINUED Monday
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