Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1931-08-19

me take care Of that" One hand
dug into a trousers pocket and
came forth with a collection OF
coins. He had settled the fare and
turned before he noticed the small
dog.
The girl caught his glance. isn't
he Cute?" she said eagerly. "Oh.
Bob, the poor little fellow was near
~ killed! Right out in the middle
OF Broad street he was. A truck
almost ran over him. Frightened
to death, tool But he's over that
now. See? Look at that little tail
waggle, will you?"
They both laughed.
so that's what kept you?" Bob
Farrell exclaimed. Well. i think
the pup got a lucky break. What
are you going 70 do with him?'
Keep him-until / can find a
better home for him"
BE q sort Of a nuisance, won't
he?"
Il can manage. And besides, I
couldn't leave him there TO be
killed."
mo. / suppose not. Well-the sit
uation calls tor action"
The action Bob Farrell had in
mind went into effect forthwith.
There was a quick visit TO the cor
ner five and ten store where Far
rell purchased the smallest dog col
lar on the counter and then q cash.
1t was necessary TO punch an adj
ditional hole into the collar before
it could be fastened around the
puppy's neck. Once secure, they
returned 10 the restaurant before
which the taxicab had halted.
Five minutes later the girl and
young man faced each other across
a candlelighted table. The puppy
had curled into a comfortable ball
at their feet.
Have a hard day, Norman"
"NO-OOl" Norma Kent cOnSid-
cred the question. raised her voice
family as She answered. 1T wasn't
especially hard but I'm glad it's
over. I'm always glad when a days
done. What have you been dolng2'
Farrell grinned. "Oh, rubbed the
dust off some filthy old volumes
in Kemper and Kemper's law IL
brary. I've been looking up refer
ences for q suit over some property.
Spent most Of yesterday at the
same job. Better order hadn't
We?"
The waitress handed them a card
and departed. Farrell studied the
menu. There was nothing whatever
about this young man to suggest
the youth who had aided Norma
in the dogs rescue. Bob Farrell
was not 50 tall as the other, square
" built yet not with excess pound
age. His tweed business clothes
made no pretenSe at elegant tailor
ing. The suit was as casual, prob
ably as inexpensive as Norma
Kent's.
There was a friendliness about
the young man that TO a degree re-
deemed unSymmetrical features. His
eyes were gray, his hair brown
rather light-toSSed back frCm his
forehead with a look Of perpetual
disarray. The line OF his chin was
forceful, even stubborn perhaps.
When he smiled the generously cut
lips took a slightly crooked twist.
No Apollo. Bob Farrell would be
rated by any unprejudiced group TO
be likeable, good-natured, depend
able.
We'll, what's II TO be?" he
asked after reading the suggestions
on the menu.
The restaurant was a modest
place. neither large % given TO
impressive decoration. Most of the
tables were filled. ID was an eating
place offering a table d'hote dinner
of w~ell-cOoked food and half Coz
en- special dishes nightly. Its clients
reappeared with regularity.
Tonight Norma chose the table
d'hote dinner and Farrell seconded
her selection. AS the waitress
turned away after writing the order
Norma said:
How long has it been since We
found this place. Bob? / like ID
more every time we come
Why. don't you remember? III
was that Saturday last June when
II rained and we spent almost the
whole afternoon In the second hand
book stores up the street. We came
in here to get out OF the storm"
"Of course. How could I have
forgottenl" She smiled al him. The
blue eyes were wide and innocent
again. IN the flatte-ing c|andlehght
Norma Kent presented an attrac-
tive picture.