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Updated: June 16, 2025
She had told Two-Hawks, sent that wire to Cutty, broke the news to Bernini. But did she really want to go back? Not to know her own mind, to swing back and forth like a pendulum! Was it because she feared that, having married Cutty, she might actually fall in love with some other man later?
The apartment was only three blocks away when Kitty decided to drop her mask. "I'd give a good deal to see a policeman. They are never around when you really want them. Johnny Two-Hawks, I'm a little fool! You wouldn't have left the apartment but for me. Will you forgive me?" "It is I who should ask forgiveness. I say, how much farther is it?" "Only about two blocks; but they may be long ones.
Besides, wasn't reason treating her shabbily in withholding the key to the riddle? "Johnny Two-Hawks, I will go as far as Harlem if you want me to." "Johnny Two-Hawks!" He laughed joyously, then kissed her hands. But he had to pay for this bending a stab that filled his eyes with flying sparks. He must remember, once out of doors, not to stoop quickly. "I say, you're the jolliest girl I ever met!
With wide eyes Hawksley stared across the shining, wavering roofs. A pause. "What do you know?" he asked, faintly. "Everything. But wait!" Cutty fetched one of the photographs and laid it upon the young man's knees. "Know who this is Two-Hawks?" A strained, tense gesture as Hawksley seized the photograph; then his chin sank slowly to his chest.
A fat black wallet! Instantly she knew who had placed it there. That poor Johnny Two-Hawks! Kitty lifted out the wallet from behind the flatirons. No doubt of it, Johnny Two-Hawks had placed it there when she had gone to the speaking tube to summon the janitor. Not knowing if he would ever call for it! Preferring that she rather than his enemies should have it. And without a word!
A broken melody entered her head. Sleepily she sought one channel of thought after another to escape; still the melody persisted. As her consciousness dodged hither and thither the bars and measures joined.... She sat up, chilled, bewildered. That Tschaikowsky waltz! She could hear it as clearly as if Johnny Two-Hawks and the Amati were in the very room. She grew afraid. Of what? She did not know.
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