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SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING
INSTAII,MENTS


Michael Bates Wisters Boston aunt, Miss
cassal.dra Winthrop Wister, comes to New
York to visit him, and knowing that 'she
wants to see something at which she can
90 home and shake her head" he takes
her, after the theater, to a night club,
the Golden Horn. In the foyer Mike is
attracted by little girl. thin. with delicate
featurs and golden hair. who is absorbed
in a cheap illustrated magazine called
Love Murders. She tells him her name Is
Carroll, and as they talk he notes in her
. very strong resemblance to somebody he
has known well but can't recall AS the
club fills UP. Jersey OGrady. proprietor and
hostess of the Golden Horn, greets Mike
in her boisterous slangy manner as an old
friend. Then Mike knows very well whom
the child looked like. Miss Cassandra is
shocked. frozen into silence. and Jersey,
after telling Mike sincerely that he knew
best when he advised Malcolm Wetherall not
to marry her, leaves them with, Il bet my
absence will make Auntys heart grow
fonder" Nike tells his ,u, aunt the story Of Of
Princeton with Mike when Jersey appeared
sSs SG as M ree ts mans mCns In 1ss s married when
their child-Carroll-was born, he would not
carqo so he table aa
sleepy to keep her eyes open. climbs into
INSTALLMENT III.
JERSEY undressed "the kid" at a
little after 4 the following
morning. Carroll was drugged
~ from lack Of sleep, but two or
three of her mothers condolences
bit through torpor.
Mikes comm to see yuh tomorrow,
honey. Beginnin' early, amt yuh?
Hum? Tired, baby? There We are!"
She stripped off Carrolls small silk
shirt, speaking; she Dragged loudly that
Carroll had the very best Of just every
little thing!
Like Mike? You know. the gent'man
who took you on his lap?"
YES" slowly, thickly. Il like him."
The emphasis came from the fact
that Carroll did not always like the
'"gentmen"' her mother wanted her to
like
Hes class, kid, real class; goin' to
fly high, amt yuh? Leave NANNY
takin' the dust. Well that's the way;
you sweat to get your kids everything
and they leave yuh to take the dust.
But your ole nanny amt one to yell"
CAROLS nightdress went over her
head; she lurched, raising arms to seek
armholes.
"AlI your ole many wants is the top
for her kid. Yes, sir! And Mixes the
all right, when the WiSter ice breaks
up. He told me not to marry your
daddy, that lousy carp! Stan still,
can't yuh?"
Carroll endeavored to stand still: her
mother was brushing her hair until her
head bobbed back, forward, and her
eyebrows were raised by the pull.
There: your ole mammy'S goin' to
see you got good hair. petty, no matter
how her feet hurts her. Want cream
puff. hon?"
"Yes," Carroll answered thickly; so
sleepy, sick from it, but at the age OF
eternal hunger.
"Tressa left one in the ice box" Jer-
eey said, moving to the door.
Carroll slept during the short mo-
ments of her mothers pilgrimage. When
she came back Jersey shook Carroll to
wakefulness and Carroll gulped down
the cream puff.
Now say your prayers, hon." Jersey
ordered
Carroll sagged to small, thin knees.
Now I lay me-" the only prayer
Carroll knew. hadn't so much as space
for breath between hurried words.
Alta girl" said Jersey, encouraging
1y, keep moving!"
"Gah bless Jersey and Tressa and
make Carroll good girl, amen," said
Carroll.
Amt that all of it?" asked Jersey,
yawnlng widely.
"Gah bless Mike. amen." said Carroll.
Jersey roared. Hot hell" she sung