OF INTEREST T A GIRL AND A and Vital Romance of City Life by Virginia Terhune Van "te Water CHAPTER XXXII Copyright, 1916, Star Company, BaJnbridgc Asks Agnes to Lunch Although Agnes Morrley had been late In getting to tho offlce to-day she had her letters done by 12 o'clock. But she did not hurry out to luncheon. She heard the various members of tho offlce staff go out, one by one. Annie Rooney had' started to-day on her vacation, so there was no girl! to come to Agnes and suggest that ■he lunch with her. No, there was nobody here to whom her company made any difference, Agnes reflected moodily. Except to nod to the other stenographers she had no acquaint ance with them. Of course, there was Arabella Durkee —but Miss Durkeo disliked Agnes Morley. There was nothing in life these days but work and sleep. Nothing else! She went to the window and looked out over other office buildings. In each of these were hundreds of wo men with lives like hers. How did they stand it? Was it possible that she was the same girl who, only a few weeks ago, had been enthusiastic about this very kind of work that she was still doing? What had made the dtf fernce? Was it all because Phil— She shook her head impatiently. She would forget Philip Hale! . She would not be unhappy about a man who cared nothing for her. A sound behind her made her turn. Hasbrook Balnbridge had come into the room. "Good day!" he greeted her pleas antly. Aren't you going out to lunch eon?" "Why—why—yes, sir." she stam mered. "I had forgotten about it." He came nearer her and spoke kindly, as a father might speak. "Child," ho said, "I am not going to bother you with questions—and I dare say you are only tired—like the rest of 1 the world at this time of year. But if l you are worried about anything, and I I can be of service"— Tim Kiiully Employer He paused, and she looked at him j gratefully. Just now In her moment of dreary loneliness his offer seemed I extraordinarily generous. How she had once misjudged this kind man! "There is nothing you can do," she : said, "and I am not especially wor- ' rled. That Is—l suppose everybody ; has little worries of one sort or an other. Perhaps lam a bit tired." "When do you take your vacation?" he asked. "I take none this year," she replied. "I have been here such a little while that I have none. If I am here next I year, that will be a different matter." j "Too bad!" he sympathized. "I am not taking my vacation until late in i the Fall. Hale goes away soon, and ■ [ must stay until he returns." "I see," she said. "I wonder," he ventured, "if you ' would do something for me this j noon ?" "Certainly," she agreed quickly. I "What is it? Taking some dictation for you?" "No, indeed," he laughed. "I won- ' I fPITTLE I nternal Cleanliness pi El § E" jLjt is tie "first-anT* tokealtk. 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If, for instance, Mc, Hale asked you to lunch with him, would you not think It all right to accept? Honestly, now think about it — wouldn't you?" She did think about it for a mo ment. He was right—there would be no harm in her lunching with a man of Mr. Hale's stamp —-her em ployer—lf he asked her. But then he would never ask her. He felt too much above her. This sudden thought made her want to accept Ralnbridge's invita tion. He, at least, did not look down upon her as Mr. Hale and his son did. The old throb of lain made her wince as she imagined Phil as despising her. She wished she could forget him. "Wouldn't you?" Balnbridge ' re peated ? lie Urges Her "Me wouldn't ask me," she said quickly. "But If he did"— He interrupted her. "I do not say that you would go—but it would be entirely proper if you did—wouldn't it?" ho persisted. "And as to his not asking you, why that's just the differ ence between him and me. 1 do ask you." Yes, that was the difference, she thought. And the thought prompted her to any impulsively. "Thank you! I will be Rlad to go with you—if you really want me to —and" hesitatingly, "if you think it will be all right." "Certainly it will, child," he de clared. "As right as if you were my sister. If 1 were twenty-five, slender and good-looking, why you might de liberate before going with me. But I'm a settled, staid old bachelor of forty-five, so it's all right. Go get your hat and we'll start now. He glanced at his watch. "It's twelve twenty. When must you be back? "I don't havo to be back very promptly to-day," she told him. "For 1 have done all the letters that Mr. Hale dictated to me, and he said ht would not return until 3 o'clock 01 thereafter. And I do not suppose my services will be needed until then, since you," she added, "will not be here." "The only other person who miKht need you is Philip Hale," Balnbridge remarked. "And he does not give dictation, does he?" "No. she said quickly. 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If there are any complications you don't understand, write lydia E. Pinkham Medicine Co, (confidential), Lynn, Mass. .T.T7 iNcxt Week You Will Know What j IH— L— Stands For j Mary • Roberts Rinehart's, Thrilling Mystery of "The Curve of the Catenary" ——4 — : — — No introduction is needed to the author of "K," "Seven Days," "The Man in Ijower Ten," etc. The pen of Mary Roberts Rinehart has written its way into the soul of the great American public. Of her newest creation, starting in the Telegraph to-day, a word will suffice to commend It to lovers of good Action. Mystery—as thick as a London fog—that's the atmosphere. The characters, members of the boulevard nobility; portly dowagers frolick ing at assemblies; old gentlemen with eccentric hobbies; impetuous little darlings whose loves are not always as planned; heroes splendidly attuned to the social machine. Mnd business they make of it on tliat memorable November night! Murders that liave apparently no author; bold hold-ups, proceeding from nowhere, putting a rude quietus on the revels; conrtelitps torn asunder to the distraction of lovers; unpunished guilt and fettered innocence. Kuiu and success, confusion and calm, despair and happiness play ing at shuttlecock. jA, menial rough house that meets the acid tewt: it *eiids the thrill. They've got into the way, at home, of thinking I'm a sort of lightweight. J When a fellow's folks get an Idea like that, there's nothing tJo it. When I came back from college and began to get my illusions exploded, seeing women as they really are and not what I'd hoped they were —scheming, you know, and false, and all that— all my family made of my disappoint ment and grief was to demand to know what I was peeved about. They never rrially tried to understand me. They took my most sacred emotions and made conversation of them. I was the family goat, all right, staked out in the yard with a short rope, and asked to believe I was having my fling. Jerked around by the collar, too, to teas and dinners, and gambol ing playfully on the green to amuse Sis' debutante friends. Wetl, things are changed now. Maybe I'm changed. I don't know. I've been through a lot. That's what I'm going to tell about. Not that they want me to tell it. They've got some sort of silly provincial idea about keeping out of the public prints. When my sister came out ■ last Fall they wouldn't have her photograph pub lished, and the poor kid cried her eyes out. Well, they'll get plenty now. (Not, of course, that the family had any thing to do with the crimes, or any thing of that sort. Good heavens, no.) Do you know what the curve of the catenary is? No? Well, that's what the story's about. I>ook It up In the dictionary if you like. It won't help any. I give you my word I wasn't sure at first whether it was a riddle or a part of the human anatomy. I'd heard of it somewhere, but a chap gets a lot of stuff In college that there's only one thing to do with, and that's forget it. But to get on. I'd been at the works for a year be fore the thing happened. What with the war and depression and all that, we hadn't been making enough steel to Justify keeping the mill open. But we've held the organization together, because it was a crackerjack in good times. The office force played bridge most of the morning, and knocked off at lunch time for the day. • • • When I found I was losing more at bridge than I could afford, I learn j o.d to run one of the yard locomotives. T'd had an idea that it was a cinch compared to on automobile, being on a track and all that. But, believe me, the day I got that thing into the shed without knocking out the rear wall, I was pale. Nobody was doing much socially, either. Of course, everybody lives on his dividends. And when there are no dividends, where are you? There were a lot of silly little dinners with the women drinking and not eating to keep them slim, and the fellows eating and not drinking—this water wagon wave is playing the dickens I with society—and a few balls with flowers to buy for the debutantes who had to come out, like ground hogs, .becauso the time had come. I was as sore as the deuce the day the thing happened. For one thing, I'd won a hundred dollars that morn ing throwing dice in the storeroom, which is reasonably safe from father, and one of the stenographers grab bed it for the Red Cross. And, of course, just as T was on my knees ask ing for half of it back to pay a quarter's club dues, father came in. You know me, Al, I got up, looking pretty sick. There was a chap at the works, an awfully brainy fellow, named Howard Martin. He'd forgotten more things than I'd ever heard of, and father was crazy about him. Well, you can judge his mental cali ber by the fact that when I asked what "catenary" meant, and suggested that it might be a cat and canary in conjunction, which will happen In the best circles, he gave me the dictionary definition of the word, root and branch, synonyms, connections by marriage and poor relations In one minute. Well, Mar.in was standing by when the governor came in and found mo on my knees to Miss Hazeltine. She was the girl who had Just snitched the money for the Hod Cross. She's part of the story, so remember her name. "Busy as usual. Ollle," the gover nor said dryly. "If you have finished, suppose you run out and play with the yard locomotive. I want to talk business with Martin." I got up and dusted mv knees. "All right," I said. "I'll run out and play. But some time it may oc cur to you that I'm not a child, anil that I'd talk business, too, if I had a chance." "It might interfere with your danc ing." What can you do against that kind of thing? I went out. Martin wns watching me and the stenographer's eyes were sorry. You know what I mean. She was awfully pretty. We like 'em pretty. If they've got brains, too. It keeps thte fellows up. Wo used to have a woman named Blair in the office, and I give you my word I new dictated a spon taneous word tot her. I like to put a crimp in a business letter now and then—trun in something lively or or iginal. Anybody can quote afmor plate, but not everybody can put ginger into it. I rtemember once quot ing the Rubaiyat to a coal concern In Ohib when I was forwarding a voucher this part, you know: 'Some for the glories of this world; and somet Sigh for the prophet's (profits!) para dise to came; Ah, take the cash and let the credit go, ■' Kor heed the rumble of a distant drum!" Would you believe that ahe took the letter to father? Well, the gtrj who had taken my money for th 4 Red Cross was good looking, all right. And smart. She had a little old father that she idol ized. They used to go mooning about in the country together on hot days. He was a crank on photography. He came down to the mill once and took pictures. He lined up the office crowd, with mo on the end, and i was out of focus. I'm not vain, but when the fellows framed that thing, with my head drawn out over my right ear, it made me sore. Miss Hazeltine liked Martin. It wasn't any secret. He had his own secretary, hut I used to see them chat ting in odd minutes. We didn't know about Martin himself. He was a ser ious chap, built like a prize fighter, and he didn't take kindly to chaffing. Once or twice, on hot days, he'd taken her home in his car, but nobody knew whether it was serious or not. It gets me, the way women go crazy about big men. It's the man who has to be built up inside his shoes, or wear French heels, like Charlemagne or i-iouis the Fourteenth I forget which or Napoleon, who does things. Not that I'm small myself. I'm a fair tango size. I did some running at school. I guess I've always been readier with my feet than my head. I've mentioned Miss Hazeltine be cause she belongs in the story. So does Martin. Father does not, except as, financially speaking, local color. The mater belongs, because of the suitcase, and even poor sis comes in toward the end. Poor sis! The devil of a taxicab driver was in it for a while, too, but when he went he went for fair. Well! It was the 10th of November when the thing happened. The day went queer from the start. Miss Hazeltine came late, for one thing! She's generally disagreeably on time. As a matter of fact, I got there before her. The governor had been ragging me the night before about doing a man's work in the world, and the usual dope. So I'd had Sharp call me early and stand by until I got up. It made me sore as the mischief to get to the office two hours before I usually dropped in, and to find Miss Hazeltine not there. I had to open the letters myself, al though that wasn't so bad, for I hap pened on a dun from my tailor to father, telling him I paid no attention to my bills, and that he'd sue if the thing wasn't settled. I've paid him a fortune in the last few years, but those fellows have no gratitude. There was no use my trying to do any thing until Miss Hazeltine came in. and so I took the cover off her typewriter and sat fooling with it. I thought I'd write one of those fool letters to the newspapers. You know, "I'm 16 years old and madly in love with u married man"—you've seen the sort of thing. A lot of fellows at the club think somebody makee up the letters and answers, and I wanted to see if I'd get a reply. One of the letters stuck, and T gave It a good slam, and broke something. The "d" wouldn't write at all after that, but I avoided words with "d" in, and made the man a commercial traveler instead of a dentist, and was getting along fine when Miss Hazeltine came in. (To Be Continued.) 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