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TWICE-A-MONTH MAGAZINE SECTION
In his uneasy frame of mind, Ells
worth began to think that his waiter
was growing suspicious of him. Every
time the waiter drew near, Ellsworth
had a spell of the creeps. Now he
brought Ellsworth's check, left it,
melted away, stayed away a while,
returned, coughed, shifted the check
the one-thousandth part of an inch,
withdrew, and at last approached once
more.
Just as he did so that pretty girl
leaned towards her escort, and said
something to him that made him put
down his glass, get unsteadily 4n his
feet, and wabble over to startled Ells
worth. "I beg your pardon," the stranger
said, "but my friends know you:
you're Mr. Iiockwood, the author of
'Shows'; an' we wan' you over with us
at our table."
" I really beg your pardon," re
joined embarassed Ellsworth, "my
name is Ellsworth not Lockwood."
"O th's alrigh," returned his caller,
with a sweet smile, as he swayed gently
to and fro. "Awf'ly fine of you to be
so modest, y' know. But you see we
know you, we do, an' you simply got
to come over."
He turned toward his own table.
"Here," he giggled, "the lion refuses
t' he a lion. Come on 'n' make 'm
roar!"
The girl whose eyes had so often met
those of Ellsworth rose in a flash and
joined the men. Ellsworth sprang to
his feet as she addressed him:
"It's really too unkind of you, Mr.
Lockwood, not to recall me, for I had
the honor of tea in actually the same
room with you at Mrs. Van Lensing's,
last Thursday, and I feel especially
privileged to be remembered. Do join
us, won't you T"
"I regret it most sincerely, but I
must insist that you are mistaken,"
murmured Ellsworth, his face Crimson,
and his words stumbling over one
another; "but you see my name i9
Ellsworth, not Lockwood, and I really
am nobody at all distinctly nobody."
"How charming of you," rejoined the
girl, laughing merrily. "I supposo
I should respect your wish for privacy;
but I happen to lie in a most stubborn
mood tonight, so you'll please come
along peaceably."
Ellsworth opened his mouth once
or twice like a gold-fish making bubbles
in an aquarium, but no words came
forth. The girl, suddenly leaning to
wards his table, thrust his dinner-check
swiftly towards her escort.
"That's yours. Take it 1" she com
manded. " Mr. Lockwood has been our
guest all evening though he didn't
know it until now."
Suddenly comprehending what she
had done, Ellsworth made a deter
mined effort to capture the paer;
but the grinning wabbler held firmly
to it, and the girl was baffling.
"No, Mr. Lockwood," she decided,
firmly, "I am eccentric and daring,
as you see. Now don't say anything,
but sit down."
"Tha's right, Lockwood, ol' chap,"
put in the amiable second, "come on I"
And he almost hauled Ellsworth into
the extra chair that a waiter shoved
to that enchanted table.
When Elllsworth finally rose with
them, it was still as "Mr. Lockwood",
in spite of his efforts to prove his
identity, and with his bill paid by the
fond youth of many drinks, who con
sidered the paying a privilege. And,
moreover, he rose under an order
it was no mere invitation that ho ride
back with them as far as "his" hotel;
they would be passing right by it.
When they reached the fashionable
hotel where lived the real Lockwood,
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the other girl and the quieter man had
been dropped off at their homes. The
amiable tippler sat beside the chauffeur,
nodding sleepily. In the tonneau, the
girl of daring sat alone with Ellsworth.
Ellsworth dismounted, and the girl
leaned towards him with outstretched
hand. He took it; and all his planned
out words of gratitude died within him
for joy at its touch.
Then, at last, words came. "For the
four-hundredth time I must tell you."
he said, "that I am not Mr. Lockwood.
I'm getting out at his hotel lest our
friend in the front scat rouse up and
throw me out, so convinced is he that
I don't know who I am myself. In
accepting your hospitality in letting
ti
He faltered, and his eyes fell.
"Well, that that dinner-check of
mine " he went on.
" Sh-h-h I " interrupted the girl. " Lis
ten 1"
She stole a glance at the two in front.
The man was ' asleep, the chauffeur
properly deaf and motionless. "Listen:
The rest of t hem did not remember that
you were the man we almost ran down
at Seventy-second Street. They didn't
know that that you had raised your
hat. They didn't must I tell you?
Will you forgive me? They did'nt
see your face when you saw your dinner
check O, forgive me but I did I
And, although you do resemble him,
I knew you were not Mr. Lockwood.
I've seen him often. You will forgive
me, won't you? And when you get
home look in your left-hand coat
pocket. I'm afraid I dropped something
in there Good-night !"
The motor hummed, the car gained
speed, and soon vanished in the dark
ness. Ellsworth stood staring after
it, while the hot blood drumlined in
his ears. Then with trembling fingers
he extracted a bit of cardboard from
his pocket. Going close to one of the
pillar-lights in front of the hotel, he
read her name, address, and "Do
cdme and take tea with us to-morrow,"
scribbled beneath.
So she had planned that all outt
She had written that at the table.
Ellsworth straightened up.
"Will I call?" he said almost aloud.
"Will I take that promotion game and
make good? Willi?" Then sudden
ly, "Jove, I must look like somebody,
after all !"
And he broke into a whistle as he
swung his stick gaily along the way
home.
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opposite the cab window, but could not
distinctly distinguish the form. Then
Brandt emerged under the glare of
electric light,, and stepped forth onto
the broad sidewalk. As he appeared
the figure flitted out from the shadows,
and approached him. It was a woman,
wearing a loose wrap. Thcv exchanged
perhaps a dozen words, although the
man did not 6eak but once. Then they
advanced across the walk together,
and Brandt flung open the door of the
cab. The next instant he had grasped
her arm, and thrust her inside, spring
ing in after her. I heard her utter a
quick, smothered exclamation of sur
prise, felt her extended hands grasp
me to keep from falling; then the
cab started roughly" with a jerk, and
someone pressed her back into a corner
of the front, seat, while Brandt squeezed
himself in beside her. Except for the
occasional flash of a street lamp we
were in utter darkness. I could barely
distinguish the figures opposite, yet
I knew the woman struggled to get
to her feet, only to be thrust back
helpless by Brandt who gripjwd both
her hands.
"Keep still!" he ordered sharply.
"You've shoved yourself into this
affair, now, you'll take the conse
quences, yoflng lady. Be quiet, I say I
There is no harm going to be done you,
only I'll put you where you can't talk
for awhile."
Tim woman, whoever she was, made
no outcry, but drew her hands in
dignantly from his grasp, and shrank
back into her corner of the cab, cower
ing there. Enveloped in her loose
wrap, she waa but a shapeless shadow,
and, even in the occasional flashes of
light, I was unable to distinguish the
outline of her features. In truth
I was so deeply concerned with my
own predicament that my interest
in her was only momentary. If her
interjection into the game was some
outcome of Brandt's love affairs it
in no way concerned itself with me.
Staring out as best I could I endea
vored to determine where we were
going, but my slight knowledge of
the streets of the citv was a serious
handicap. Once I felt confident we
turned onto Michigan Avenue, heading
Bouth, for there was a park on the
left, and the street was illumined by
clustered lights. The cab was travel
ing rapidly, so much so that Brandt
rapped sharply on the glass front, and
ordered the chauffeur to slow down:
"Not so fast," he snapped angrily.
"We cannot afford to be stopped,
and taken to a police station."
Crushed in as we were any move
ment looking toward escape was use
less. I endeavored to count the cross
streets, but became confused and
lost tally. Then we whirled to the
left over a block or two of rough pave
ment, made a circle through what
appeared like a small park, and came
forth into an ill-lighted street. As
near as I could determine our course
was still south, and we skirted a stone
wull, erhaps eight or ten feet high,
partially overgrown with foliage. I
was hardly sure as to this, until the
machine suddenly swerved, and ran
in through an open gate, plunging us
into complete darkness beneath the
shadow of overhanging trees. But
the chauffeur evidently knew the way,
for, with lights extinguished, he half
circled twice on a noiseless road-way,
and then came to a stop.
"Open the door, Fritz," said Brandt,
leaning over-to peer past us. "You
and Swigert take care of your man;
I'll look after the girl. Don't let go
of him."
I was pulled forth rather roughly,
but on reaching my feet outside, could
perceive we were in the shadow of a
large building, apparently a residence,
but with no light visible anywhere.
Just before us was a flight of stone
steps. The two men gripped my arms
urging me along a narrow walk which
led to a basement door. I hung back
i'ust enough to anger them, while
irandt forced the woman to alight.
"Drive in under the cover, and
wait," he commanded the chauffeur.
"Cut out your cigarettes; someone
might see the light. Now young
lady."
She sprang back, tearing the sleeve
of her wrap as she jerked it out of his
fingers. Franzen, with a German oath,
released his grasp on me and grabbed
for her, and, before she could round
the cab wheel, the Captain had her.
She struck him once, struggling to break
free, and the fellow laughed, crushing
her arms down.
"That's enough, you little girl,"
"he sneered, "come on now."
"I will not," the voice trembling,
but determined. "Take your hands
off me."
It was then I knew who she was.
and, with one supreme effort, wrenched
myself free from Swigert, and leaped
straight at Brandt's throat.
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