The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1923-06-09
Continued From Yesterday

Continued From Yesterday
Wen seer he murerod. swai,
herc-or SO hack and tell Ma Ia
commence unpacking,r Then he was
gone,
For perhaps ten minutes Gus
waited nervously: he was amazed
finally 90 see Gray approaching arm
IN arm with tho manager; both were
laughing, tho hotel mans face was
radiant with good humor. To the
departing guest he said. genaryi
you arc not going To leave Us
after all. Mr. Brskow, on the con,
tmry, we aro going 10 keep you at
the Notch as long as you'll stay.
stupid Misunderstanding on my
part, and l apologize. I'm going "a
ask you to move, but into a better
sulte--the. very best one we have
And the rate win De the same.
Come, What do you say" when
he was met by a stammered pro.
lest. he insisted forecfuliy: II
shA'nt take no Tor an answer. my
dear str; We simply refuse TO let YOU
leave. The best We have Is yours.
and guarantee that you will be
made comfortable"
"He offered 10 extend you the
couFtesies Of the house-make you
guests OF tho hotel" Gray added.
but l knew you wouldn't accept "
"Dunno's l want 20 stay at all"
Gus murmurcd. angrlly. we aln't
no better n we was half hour
ago"
To be sure, but I've made YOU
better known. You are too shy;
didn't afford my friend here the
pleasure OF making your acqualn,.
ance. and / had TO tell him the
sort OF person you really are.
Serves you right. Gus. for being so
exclusive. Cad / think III give
saa 4 few lessons in democracy.
Now then. come along! I'm dying
TO see Ma
As the father trotted down the
hall beside his swiftly striding dc.
liyeFer. he sasPed. How'd you do
it,"
Nothing simpler. I merely
showcd Mr. what's.bis-name that he
was making an ass OF himself. rye
spent a fortune here; know the own.
crs. too. Nice chap. that manager
but he has no business running n
hotel. and so informed him. He'll
probably annoy you to death with
his attention. He'll let you play
shiny in the halls IL you want 10.
Now-waitr' The speaker laid a
finger upon hts lips: his eyes were
dancing. He Knocked sharply at
the Briskow door and cried. bag.
sage ready. ma'amg"
, There was n stir from within, tho
door was slowly opened by bent,
pathetic figure Of grief.
Ma Gray cried. and he held out
his arms.
Perhaps Il was his viriIe person.
atty raditing confidence. security.
or perhaps II was Gus Briskow's
shining faca that told the story:
whatever the fact. Ma Briskow ut.
tered thin. broken wall. then
walked into those open arms and
laid her head upon Gray's breast.
She chung TO him eagerly and the
tears she had been blinking so hard
to restrain flowed silently.
'oh.h.hl we amt go,n' away
she said. we ain't-goin' away"
"of course not. Gus misunder.
stood. The manager merely wanted
you to rnove-into n larger, finer
suite. and he is positively distressed
Mt the thought OF your leaving. The
poor man is dashing about collect.
ing an armfuI OF roses for you and
Allie. He wants to come in person
and apologize
There was another sound and
Gray looked UP to see Allie standing
in the doorway to her bedroom.
with one hand she ciutched the
lamb. the other was pressed 10 her
bosom: she was staring at him as
at an apparition. The girl was quite
coloriess. there was a look almost
OF fright In her eyes, and when he
came toward her she swayed weakly.
Her hands. when he took them.
were icy: II shocked him 10 see
how worn, how weary she had
grown.
IL was several hours later. In
the parior Of the new suite. a spa.
cioua sunny room, fragrant with
flowers and cheerful with brilliant
cretonnes. Gray and BrisiSow were