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Who Invented Paper?

a LII the world knows that the
Arabs transmitted from India to
Europe, through Arabia, the figures
with which we do our sums, but it is
not generally known that we also
have them to thank for paper. At va
rious times the scholars of different
countries have tried definitely to de-
termine the real discoverer of paper
in the eleventh century. 1t is to paper
that we owe the renaissa nee of letters.
From time immemorial something an
swering to modern paper was manu-
factured in China, where it was made
from silk.
About the middle of the seventh
century of our era there seems to
have been established in Arabia a
mandatory of paper. and so years
later the way was discovered to make
it from cotton instead of from silk.
silk being rare commodity outside of
China at that time. and cotton rela-
lively plentiful. In the reign of Henry
III OF France, a Greek scholar was sent
TO Paris to arrange Systematically a
catalogue OF antique manuscripts i'm
the royl library. and a notation in his
hand speaks of what was then known
as paper" as originating in Damas-
Gus. The later invention OF making pa
per from flax, linen or hemp has been
attributed equally to Italy and Ger
many. but there is evidence that it
existed prior to the fourteenth CEN
tury.
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Map for the Blind.

IT is reported from the British
capital that the most remarkable
map of London yet conceived is now
contemplated for the use of the blind.
1t is map that will convey to the
blind, through the sensitive tips OF
their fingers, a true mental impress
sion of the position of the main
thoroughfares. the principal places OF
interest along those thoroughfares.
and the means of access to them. This
map will be drawn" in relief and
will consist of combination of dots
and dashes. a medium that has al
ready provided for the sightless what
had before been denied to them.
Already the blind of London are in
possession Of the complete series of
plans of London's underground rail-
ways that are available for public use.
They are able, by the aid of II en-
bossed charts. to study in detail the
routes of each tube system, the Met
ropolitan and the district railways,
and can follow without any possibility
of error the complete inner circle or
the whole network of underground
services. There are even diagrams
demonstrating the construction of the
tubes, and the fact, not always ZEAL
lied by normally sighted passengers,
that tube station is itself a tube.
only of much greater diameter than
that provided for the passage of the
cars between the stations.
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to make it leddle harder bot dey
couldn't fool me keed!.i Moo, tai me
gradually some from your hinnermost
tutts-Yeh yeh-sure, sect don-take
1t izzy-go hon--hm-yeh-w
F'ido de name was-yas-go hon
hm-ho boy-dees is gatting hinter.
esting-mm-she deed ha??-wal
wal-hm witt a stap-ledder yet ha??
Hm-tal me wot does spagatty make
you teenk of-Hm / tutt So
wal wal-procidd- -oops-sh-pipe
don--wait here is coming alung a
copple pels from mine!
"Hollo-boyiss- hends witt
Keeng Helphonse und witt j. p. Mug
NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. here!!
waits waiting for me Josephine
Hall right-I'm coming boyiss-
Goot pye"-
So de suldier sad to heemalf agan:
moo dope Wot's you name??" So jost
so he was gung he should geeve agan
to heemsalf a rispounce so he stodded
he should fly gradually in de hair
wot he arrifed by a gudgeous pelece
wot was dere de Preencess Halan wot
it was ulso her fodder wot he con.
seested from de keeng Wot he sad so:
You REMAINDER de himp-ha! So dot S
I'M! So in horder it shall be a re-
wudd wot you bruk by me de spal
from de weetch wheech beweetched
me so--ho wall-Halan dollink-
come here mine chilte"-
So de suldier sad: you like puck
chops dirrie?"
So she sad: "Dunk esk"--Hm
sotch dollink baby-ate opp all de
Grim from salary zoop.
lCopyright. 1o27.l
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Then a taxi whisked them down.
town and dropped them in a quaint
pocket of brick; courtyard bricked
underfoot and faced with old brick
stables of fantastic shape, converted
now to houses and studios with gay
doors and bright bits of curtained
windows. spilling the red of ger
aniums out into the twilight.
Then they were inside. She was
sitting beside the tea-table The
flames from the open fireplace glow
ed on the brick wall There was the
Poussin drawing and another which
she recognized as a Tiepolo. And
that bit of old tapestry with the love-
ly. mellow colors-why this was more
beautiful than the Varney galleries.
She had never poured tea before.
How did one go about it?
She heard herself saying, Cream
or lemon?" and DR.. Pelanc's Lemon,
please. and sugar-two Jumps"
How peaceful it was here She
felt wrapped around with peace. Yet
she had never felt more alive in all
her life. And how she was chatter
ing. The sudden realization of it
silenced her.
They sat so for some. minutes,
until Miss Tuck. glancing at the win
dow. saw that it was dark and arose
suddenly.
Must you?" DR.. Pelanc asked.
Il have stayed longer than / knew%
And the little French ladies'
would they be happy here?"
How could they help it? How
how could any one help it?"
DIR. Pelanc took one of her hands:
Thank you for that. You almost
make me believe in myself. I have
bungled so many times. l have let so
many things slip through my fingers.
| have very little faith in my ability
to get or keep what I want"
You mustn't say that. You have
so much. Everything. But l know
l used to be like that"
And now?"
Now? It's all different. Life is so
wonderful. But l must go.''
Il shall not see you for a week." he
said. Il must go to Baltimore You
will keep the Renoir safe for me?"
"Oh, yes"
He lifted her hand and kissed it.
"You-you will take care of my treas
ure."
A LII that night Miss Tuck's heart
sang.
Her mood persisted until late next
afternoon. Then fear swept over her
One couldn't go on being as happy
as this. Something must surely hap
pen. She put the thought quickly
away and started downstairs for a
catalogue in Mr.. Renshaw's office. Mr.
Himan was there.
Think I'll take that Cathedral"
Himan was saying. Got a big wall
space in the gold room. Looks bare
now"
You will never regret it, Mr.. Hi
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"A jeckess!r'
"Corract". Und wotll gonna be?"
'Dunt esk!.r'
You hongry?"
"Yasm
You got wot you should itt?"
"Nup!w
"Hm-himps you he'd to rilliss ha??"
You got PLACE you should slipp?"
"Nupp.w
is diss a system??"
"Nup.r'
do you billive in crying hover
spelled meelk?"
Vas"
'Noo-so cry"
I'm crying-Poo hoo hoo hoo hoo
hoo hoo"-
So jost den it matirillized in de front
from de suldier de himp wot he sad so:
Hin why so donkest witt wubby-
gun??"
So de suldier sad: "Hm-SheH l
dence maybe jeeg wot l been leeV-
ing for dc lest tree days like a cheep-
monk on hacornsM.-- vi Yi-Witt
mine breedge'woik you should try yat
you should choong dem huss-chast-
nuts."'
So de himp gate a hexclamation
"Huckus-Puckus" wot it jomped ODD
in de front from de suldier a gudgeous
benquet from zoop till nots---
SO de himp sad Moo so is dees bat
ter plizze from de puck witt binns by
de Harmy ha-Yi Yi--Dunt rosh so.
Bones witt hall he tits opp a squap.--
Hm-noo-so now wot you weesh"-
SO de suldier sad: 81 weesh now ]
should see a cyclic analyst"
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So de himp sad: 80 I'm a CYCLIC

So de himp sad: $50 I'm a CYCLIC
analyst
So de suldier sad: "Yi Vi Yi--A himp
witt dimmon-witt a mageecian witt
nuttery -poblic witt hanalyst he's
yat!:-Hm-So I he'd lest night drim
wot l was bold wot flew in de hair
witt de WeengS wot I arrifed by a
gudgeous pelece wot it was dere a
chomming Preencess witt a raving
bleck hair witt ruzzy chicks wot she
was entitled Halan. So she pooled
opp from de cestle de drubbridge wot
it squikked lout like annytink-wot
we got merried-So wit it minns
dees??"
So de himp sad: "Hm-Complaxes
you got gradually witt hinhibeetions
yat ha???-? Tai me, you like puck
chops?"
Dots de rizzon!!-You got peeg
feexation!p
So de suldier sad: "Yi vi Yi-How
it comes to me by a peeg feex-
ation??"
So de himp sad: Sure, OF cuss.!
Moo wot does a peegstail look like
ha??"
SO de suldier sad: $50 wot is got
to do pegs witt de Preencess witt de
pelece"-
"Hm-wait yat-In de drim it made
squikk witt squills de drubbridge ha?
So wot kind noises makes peeg??-
HIM you gatting pale haM!-Wait
yat"--
So de suldier sad: "Bot why I should
! be in de drim a boid??"
So de himp sad: Him dees is 5ost
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room-her beautiful room. Dimly she
saw the Pissarro and the Monet and
-yes-the Renoir. too. There, where
it always hung. Her eyes came back
to rest on his face. They were full Of
peace. Then look of terror and a
frantic Where am L? Oh-I've
dreamed again. 1t isn't true"
DR.. Pelanc shook his head.
mo. my dear, not a dream. You're
here. Here in your old place"
She ventured feeble smile. These
were her friends. This was the world
she knew. She closed her eyes again
in content. Narney looked from one to
the other.
What's it all mean, my friends?
What have you been up to while
have been away?"
That's a long story. my dear Var
ney. But / mean to take her away
from you and keep her-if she'll let
me-"
But I thought it was those two
women you came here to see.' said
Varney, pointing to the RenoIr.
DR.. Pelanc smiled. They belonged
together"
well. perhaps-Ill tell you what
I'll do. | will make you a PROPOSE
ton. If you can win the one. you
shall have them all. Well make It
a wedding present. Meanwhile, I'm
going to telephone for some supper.
Miss Tuck and I are hungry"
When he had gone. she opened her
eyes.
did you hear?" Dr. Pelanc asked
timidly.
She smiled and nodded.
"And I thought you would never
want to see me again." she said. after
after what did"
What is it. dear? What did you
do? Can't you tell me?"
"Oh, can't tell you anything. That's
why it was so wonderful"
He lifted her hands again and kissed
them.
ut was about the Renoir," she said
II did try. But / couldn't explain. It
is so difficult for me to talk to MIR.
Renshaw. He thought 1 was stealing
it and--and l was only trying to guard
your treasure
"Oh. you quaint. dear stupidr' His
voice was low and very tender.
Couldn't you see? 1t was you. It was
you / meant all the time"
"Oh, 1 never dreamed. :"
Her face quivered. Her eyes filled
with tears.
"My dear. my DEAR? He took her
face between his hands and kissed her
wet lashes. But / want to make
you laugh. want to take care OF
you. want to go out and gather all
the beauty in the world and bring it
back and drop it in your lap"
She closed her eyes. This strange
quiet. The peace Of it. 1t seemed to
fill the room. This was beauty she
had never before known. All the
misery Of the past weeks was as far
away as though it had never been.
She opened her eyes again and came
back to the familiar. The room. The
man. The Renoir. Her gaze fingered
there.
Very, very beautiful" she said
Yes. very. very beautiful" he
echoed
But he was not looking at the
Renoir.
lCoDyrght. 1927
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A S if her thought had materialized
him, Renshaw opened the door:
The old man wants you. He's got
some queer penguin who wants to
meet Tou.'
Me? There must be some mis-
take"
Now. Miss Tuck, don't get fright
ened. Just my way of putting it.
He's interested in extracting one of
these obscure bits of erudite informa.
ton about masterpieces for which you
are so justly famous
Renshaw prided himself on his
cline"
On the floor below. old Mr.. Varney
and his friend DIR. Pelanc, were dis
cussing that line:
''I know what you think of him.
Conrad" Mr.. Farney was saying.
reading the glance the little. dark
middle-aged visitor had thrown at
his manager. THE fellows a fool.
But he's useful. Chaps like Himan,
with more money than taste, fall for
bis line as they say nowadays He
doesn't really know anything about
pictures, but he knows something
about business. I'm not averse to
turning an honest penny"
DR.. Pelanc shook his head, affection
in the soft tones Of his voice and his
bright dark eyes. He spoke with the
sight over emphasis OF one who talks
a familiar, but foreign. tongue:
'Ah, the same old Varney"'
"It's all very we'll for you vision
aries TO lift your eyebrows. But the
man who pays rent on Fifth avenue
these days must have sharp eye to
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VERY, VERY BEAUTIFUL
BY BESSIE BEA TTY


| should bore you with my problems.
Forgive"
"Oh. please" Miss Tuck's s eyes and
lips urged him TO continue
You are very easy to talk to--and
for me it is not always easy. / am
often timid with people"
"Oh, | know. I'm like that, too
with every one--well, almost every
one"
IN the three weeks that followed,
Dr. Pelanc came often to see the
Renoir. Always he chose that hour in
the late afternoon when the shaft of
sunlight was full upon it. BY that
hour he had put in a long day in
his laboratory and was ready to
stretch his cramped body on the
avenue.
Life went on as serenely as ever in
the gallery. If Mr.. Varney had been
there. it is possible he would have
detected change in Miss Tuck's ap.
pearance lift of the head. perhaps,
a new courage in her soft gray eyes.
Mr.. Renshaw was unaware of any
difference, and Miss Tuck herself
knew only that to work in this beauti-
full place seemed each day a greater
and a greater miracle.
Gradually. she and DIR. Pelanc
learned the important facts about
each others life and tastes. He told
her of the stables III Snffen's Court,
where he lived. OF the treasures he
had collected. He mentioned partic.
ularly a Poussin drawing, a seven
teenth century thing he would like
especially to show her.
Then. on d Saturday afternoon.
three weeks from the day they met,
he surprised both himself and Miss
Tuck by persuading her to come to
tea with him the following afternoon.
1t was agreed that they We're to
meet in the Rodin. room at the
Metropolitan Museum Sunday after
noon, and get back to Sniffens Court
in time for tea.
After he had gone, Miss Tuck
walked over to the Renoir:
did you hear?" she asked of her
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the client with the bank account Be
sides, | know enough about pictures
for both of us. Then-well. there $
Miss Tuck. too?.
Gould she be the daughter of Jona-
than Tuck?'
The same. But surely he was be-
fore your time"
HE still echoes. l ran across a
criticism Of his the other day"
Good art critic. Must have been
terrible father. Kept her shut up
in his house for thirty odd years, Here
in New York. she's like a wrath from
another planet But you? The same
old bookworm. l suppose. Spend
your days in the laboratory and your
nights IN the library. and leave life
to youngsters like myself"
A timid voice interrupted them.
Did you want me. Mr.. Varney?"
She stood with her back against the
gray oval of the paneled doorway.
In her black dress. high to the neck
and long sleeved. her ashen hair
parted and fastened in the simplest
knot, she looked to DR.. Pelanc like
quaint old daguerreotype.
Two things, Miss Tuck" Mr.. Var.
ney was saying. First let me pre-.
sent my friend. DR.. Pelanc, He wants
TO know the size of the National Gal
lery Holbein. He fiatters us by COM
ing, Miss Tuck. You'd never suspect
to look at him how much he knows
about our business"
DR.. Pelanc bowed low.
My friend, Varney. will have his
joke, Miss Tuck. l am only an anna.
teur critic. With my indulgence, per-
haps~."
We'll. we'll, have it your way.
PeIanc. Get Miss Tuck TO show you
that new Sisley l brought back last
year"
Yes. Mr. Varney. And is there
something else?"
ITO be sure. I forgot. I'm off to
Paris tomorrow. Back in six weeks
or two months. Let me have a list
of, the prices brought at the last
Hamilton sale. please?"
Back in her own quarters, Miss
Tuck turned the pages of cata.
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logues. DR.. Pelano moved from
one frame to another. Once Miss
Tucked looked up and caught his gaze
upon her. Her eyes dropped to their
task again, and the visitor resumed
his circuit of the gallery. Quite alb
ruptly he broke the silence:
Beautiful! Very, very beautiful"
Miss Tuck looked up, startled. 1t
was like an echo of herself
DR.. Pelanc was standing before the
Renoir. 1t was the minute of the day
when the afternoon sun, striking
through a high window. fell in long
rays full upon it. 1t picked up the
yelloWs on the canvas and danced
with them in the Partisan street. 1t
intensified the fieeting, transitory
quality that made it so completely a
Renoir.
Miss Tuck smiled happily. In an
age which measures masculine beauty
in terms of chin and jaw-bone, no
one could ever have called DIR. Pelanc
handsome. But his face partook of
the magic of the moment. Lit with
, the joy Of his discovery, it seemed to
Miss Tuck a very fine face. almost
seemed to look right into one, yet
one didn't mind. How curious! She
found herself speaking quite easily:
You like it, too? 1t has been my
favorite, since Mr.. Varney brought It
back from Paris, a year ago."
Like it? All, but my dear young
lady. how could one help it? l think
l have never seen a finer. / must
have it. But how? That is the
question"
"As these things go, it is not ex.
pensive. One thousand dollars.
! have wondered that 1t has not sold
before. Perhaps because it is so
small. So many want only the large
beauties"
THAT is cheap. must think. l
, must think. Tomorrow-may 1 come
again?"
please"
You have given me a great
F! pleasure, Miss Tuck" He bowed him.
self out. and 1t was not until he had
gone that Miss Tuck realized he had
| left without the information he had
| come seeking.
/ When DR.. Pelanc came the next
! afternoon. they laughed over the in
| cident of the forgotten memorandum.
! He noticed that her laugh was shy.
He wanted to hear it again. 1t would
be nice to make her really laugh
They discussed the Renoir. DR.
Pelanc sighed:
You see, I lack decision. Not one
of those strong men who see always
the black and white of everything and
know how to choose"
But one buys a picture for all OF
ones life. 1t Is important. One
should take time
He gave her a grateful smile:
You see, there is something more
to it, In a month l shall receive d
legacy that is due me. Oh, a very
little legacy. But it is just enough
A thousand dollars. / had made VI
my mind to use 1t to go back to
Prague this Summer. 1t is IL years
since I was there. and there have beer
many changesa But it is not fair that
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Gross Exaggerations in the Du1nb-Waiter:
1t Psyco-Hanalyzes a Ferry Puck-Chops
BY MILT GROSS.

"0URTH FLOOR 90 hoo-nize
l. baby-zip opp all de Grim from
salary zoop so mommall gonna
4 tell you ferry tail from de
Ferry Book SkaZki wot it's en-
titled witt de leedle bold
Vance oppon witt a time was stend-
ing by a keengdom a tower from
wheech it conseested de hockitacture
from breecks witt stuns witt plester
witt mutter!.!
So in de tower was durr to Wheech
it was fascinated a lock wheech it
was locked witt kizz witt heenges witt
butts witt nots witt reewits witt
scrooz-tight like anytink--(Nize baby
take annodder zip Grim from salary
zoop}-
SO opp witt don in de front from de
tower it motched a whole time sui
dier Wot he he'd il job he should
godding de tower. So wan night while
he was motching so it matirrillized
hall from a sodden from de tower a
scrim,.
So de suldier sad: who you??"
Eo it henswered de voice: "a
himp. "
So de sulder sad: "Hm-a himp
ha! {! Moo himp so wot behoofs you
you should scrim?''
so: Forty yirrs men witt boy Pm
seeting in dees preeson. So if you'll
rillising me so I'll make a WOW dot
wotaver you'll gonna Weesh so I'll
gonna foolfeel for you de weesh-Is
boggain?"
So de suldier sad: "Ho X is agrib.
bic by me"--wot he uppened de durr
wot it flew hout de himp wot he gate
vanish!
SO de suldier sad to heemsalf he
sad so: "Yi yi-Sotch a dope wot !
am-Haiding witt habetting himps
dey should escape! ,--Gootnite-
Dey'll shove me vat for a wick on
Keectchen Police-Whooey, tink wot
I'll gonna take batter a Franch
live! $50 he rem away.
POT TWO.
So de Suldier was running alunc for
wot he got lust in de woots wot he
was cold witt hongry-wot he set don
wot he reprutched heemSalf in de
fowling menner Wot he sad to heem.
salt he sad so:
moo dope-Wot's you name?"
So he henswered heemsalf: "Pitter
Pincus."
"Und wot do you doong here"
II rillised from preeson q himpm"
Deed you was sopposed to do decs
didd?"
"Nup..
80 why deed you deed it??'
1T made me de himp promises
Deed it kapt de himp de PROMISES"
l "Nup"'
SO wot are your
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two friends. ITO tea. I'm going to
tea. We
Voices in the doorway halted her.
She turned TO see Mr.. Renshaw and
Mr.. Narney's most opulent client,
Mr.. Hman. She hurried back to her
desk. The two men passed on down
the gallery.
Their voices came back. Mr.. Rem
shaw urged the claims of the Pts
sarro. but. as Mr.. Himan's gaze
turned to the Monet Cathedral he
re-aimed the battery of words;
Yes. | see you have an eye for the
best. Mr.. Himan. There you have
Monet at the very peak of his power.
He
whats this?" MIR. Himan had
stopped before the Renoir. The sun
was pointing it out with more en-
phasis than Renshaw could COM
nland.
Miss Tuck's hands clutched the
desk. This man could buy the whole
gallery. Not that" she said to her
self. He mustn't, He mustn't!'
"Oh that" said the manager. "a
Renoir. But only a sketch. Not your
type exactly"
Miss Tuck could have hugged Rem
shaw. He had belittled her favorite.
one KNEW lidC Il6 Ildu uOH0 IL Lc-
cause he was out for bigger game.
but she was willing to let motives
pass. They We're gone, and Miss
Tuck relaxed. The Renoir was safe
again. What if it had really slipped
away before DR. Pelanc had had his
chance? 1t just seemed as though
she could not have borne it.
X X X X
SUNDAY was day Aurelia Tuck
- was never TO forget. In the weeks
that followed she lived it over and
over again, as though 1T were the
only thing she had to hold to.
DR.. Pelanc was waiting for her at
the museum. In his afternoon coat,
white carnation in his buttonhole.
he seemed almost a stranger. She
wanted to turn and run. Then his
bright, friendly eyes smiled into hers,
and she was at her ease.
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man." Renshaw began. Monet is as
sound AS"
Mr.. Himan clipped off the speech;
"And that one of the two women.
Kinda took a fancy to that, Wife
might like it."
Miss Tuck did not wait to hear
more. She was running up the stairs.
DR.. Pelanc's Renoir, Take care of
nv treasure" Those had been his
words. He shouldn't have it. She
wouldn't let him-this man who
bought pictures by the yard
There were steps on the stairs. She
ran across to the Renoir and took it
from the wall. A frantic look around
the room for place to hide it. Then
voices outside the door. She sat at
her desk as the two men entered.
Renshaw spoke.
"Mr. Himan is buying that Monet,
Miss Tuck. He is interested in the
Renoir you have here Why-it' s
not here. It's" He looked at
Miss Tuck through narrowed lids.
Her eyes fell before his suspicion.
"Yes-its-it's gone" she STAN
mered.
"But what do you mean? Nothing
is sold without my knowledge. Be
good enough to explain, please?"
I'll can't-it's-it's gone"
The helpless desperate look she
threw to Himan touched him. He had
no idea what was happening. but he
knew that she was frightened.
Never mind. Renshaw. I'll drop
around next week and look at some
other things
Himan, but--we must get to the bot
tom of this. Miss Tuck, will you
ask the bookkeeper to Gomez"
He was icily polite, and the coldness
of his tone made it still More impossi-
BILE for Aurelia Tuck to speak. She
stood up. There was clatter, and
the Renoir fell at her feet, face up.
1t was Renshaw's icy Permit me"
that broke the silence, as he stopped
to pick up the picture.
Then Himan, with a look so compass
sinate it almost loosed her tongue:
Got to run along now. Sure Miss
Tuck can explain, Renshaw. See you
next week"
She was alone with the manager.
"If you have nothing to say for
yourself, stop at the cashiers office
and get what is due YOU
He waited, as though to give her
another chance. Still she could not
speak. Abruptly he left the room.
She stood looking helplessly around.
"No! MOI" The words broke across
the choking barrier in her throat.
Her job Her beautiful world! Where
would she go? DR.. Pelanc's Renoir.
She had failed him.
X X
WHEN DIR. Pelanc arrived at the
Pennsylvania station late the fol-
lowing Saturday afternoon he took
taxi to the Varney Galleries. He