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"It's a put-up job to get me away." "Have it your own way, but I'll be back at eight with a regular honest-to-goodness warrant." The officer nodded and walked out heavily. When she was alone again Lilas felt as if her knees would give way. For the first time she realized that she had no single friend to whom she could turn or in whose assistance she could put faith.
She says if fellows want to be seen in public with her they'll have to pay for it, and she's right. Of course, she's terribly bad, but you must admit she's done mighty well for herself." "We'll have a chance to see her to-night," announced Lilas. "Mr.
Bob groaned. "Wait that's not all. You see, I wanted to go clean, and yet I was afraid of the police, so Max advised me to hire a lawyer who'd get me off light. Well, I did." "Goldberg, I suppose." Bob breathed a malediction as Lilas nodded. "Why didn't you hire a hall or book yourself through the Lyceum Bureau?" "Don't be hard on me."
Lilas can't make trouble for us without making more for herself." But Lorelei seemed oppressed with a premonition of trouble. "I'm frightened, Bob," she confessed. "She acted so strangely. Suppose oh, suppose I should have to go to jail now or to court "
Lorelei was not a little mystified by Merkle's cryptic message, for she could imagine no possible way in which she or the writer himself could be connected discreditably with Jarvis Hammon's affair. She gained some light, however, when that evening she read the note to Lilas. "Why, they're going to blackmail Merkle, too," Lilas exclaimed. "Well, they'd be foolish to let him off, wouldn't they?
She owns a piece of this show, and the theater belongs to the estate, so you'll just have to go." "Mercy! Mrs. Thompson-Bellaire, the college-boy's giddy godmother," Lilas mocked. "I suppose she's out slumming, with her kindergarten class." Slosson frowned at this levity. "Will you go?" he inquired. "Yes or no?" "Um-m I'll have to say 'yes, it seems." "Good. I'll 'phone Bergman."
You see, Lilas got up this little party, and I've been waiting to consult her about some of the details. Of course, she was late, as usual. However" he ran an admiring eye over the two girls "the time wasn't wasted, I see. My! How lovely you both look!" Taking an arm of each, he swept them toward a reception-room from which issued noisy laughter. "Awfully good of you to come, Miss Knight.
One section of the wall was devoted to telegraph and cable forms, bearing messages of felicitation at the opening of "The Revue of 1913." A zoologist would have found the display uninteresting; but a society reporter would have reveled in the names and especially in the sentiments inscribed upon the yellow sheets. Some were addressed to Lorelei Knight, others to Lilas Lynn, her roommate.
He sent me money to come home with, and he seemed to be my only friend." "Friend! I thought you and he were enemies." "Oh, he doesn't love me and he doesn't hate me," Lilas explained. "He seemed sorry for me, and I was grateful for any sympathy, no matter where it came from. You see, I didn't know what I was doing, and I didn't realize my mistake until it was too late." "Melcher of all people!"
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