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- '
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FRIDAY EVENING,
der If you would be good enough to
a chap who has the blues to-day to
go out to get a bite of luncheon with
him?"
She caught her breath and the col
or he liked to watch swept over her
face. Yet she was not shocked at the
suggestion as she would once have
boon. His manner lately had been
so matter-of-fact and kindly that she
was getting to like him. And she was
very lonely.
"Don't say 'no,' " he urged before
she could speak. "Why should you
not go? 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. Mr. Philip
Hale does not give me dictation."
(To be Continued.)
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Thrilling Mystery of
"The Curve of the Catenary"
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"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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