The Washington times., 1923-11-30
By Charles G. Norris.
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his large bulk through a

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his large bulk through q
narrow doorway into the
dark. close interior. He peered
up at the dingy shelves. and
finally selected q small red
cart with yellow wheels and 4
long handle. He had the man
wrap it up. and with the bundle
beneath his arm, went out into
the street again.
There were no signs Of life
about his old home when he
reached it; the place looked un-
ten6nted, deserted. He sat down
upon the steps OF the shoe factory
across the street ana waited. The
1o6 was lifting rapidly: pale. wat
cry sunshine commenced to pick
out uncertain shadows in the
street. A cenboy child. blinking
ana shivering. appeared on It's
way to the delicatessen store. Gus
BfAuser, an apron tied about his
1at middle, was sweeping the
wooden sidewalk in front OF hts
grocery.
Philip vaguely tried to think u
what he should say to Leila when
they met. He had no definite
speech ready: he only wanted TO
re Lucy. Il was cold and damp
where be sat; whatever sunshine
and warmth there were filled the
opposite side Of the street; but
though his head ached, and he felt
chilled and hungry. he continued
20 keep his vigil. When the Con.
boy children trooped around the
corner On their way to school, he
knew it was approaching 8 o'clock.
Nothing had changed about his
oLne: there was not even breath
Bf smoke from the terra-cotta
chimney pipe over the kitchen.
Gus Brauser saw him where he
1T and came over to him.
Say. Mischter Baldvin-ven you
leoin' to bay me vat you owe me-
holn?'.
How much is it. Gus2v
''VeII. it's hundred and twenty
dollars already Ven you
eoIns 10 bay up9''
I'm send you . check tomor.
row. Philip promised. snatching
at anything to stfll the mans Of
landing challenge. when did nv
did Mrs. Baldwin go
away?',
How should ] know? / ain's
seen her q long time; maybe it's > !
week. maybe it's two weeks.
thought maybe you shurnp your
In"
Reckless with assurances OF i
prompt settlement, Philip drove
him away. He turned his own
steps downtown. tut had arrived
no further than the corner wher
be remembered the bundle beneath
bis arm. He held II In his hands
twisting It about, specializing on
what to do with it; then, with
some hesitancy, he made his way
hack to the house. He listened
Tor . several moments. before he
gently lifted the latch in the
picket gate; he taptoed up tina
Weedy walk ana laid the bundle
carefully at the top Of the three
little steps. against the peeled and
shabby door. Then with eau.
tious, guilty look up and down the
deserted street, he hurried away.
The Check
Lucy was az good as her word.
Within week after she had be-
come Mrs. Jasper John Fargo.
Philip had letter from her posted
1t Coronado. There was a check
In It Tor $40.
Jasper is the incest person in
The world. He gives me every
thing / want, and he's much too
good to me. I told him about you,
and he was just az sweet as he
could be. He said he'd write his
Agent in Los Angeles Immediately
and tell him to turn over to you
III his insurance business.
I hope the inclosed VIII tide you
over any present difficulties"
Philip examined the check, run.
ming the crisp paper through
bis fingers. celebrating. Instinct
prompted him to tear II up or TO |
send 4 back; he did not like the |
thought Of taking money from
his sister.
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