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He was half inclined to believe her, so impressive was her quiet natural way, in favorable contrast to the noisy protests of women posing as virtuous. "Well if that's so why you'd better drop out of the profession and get away from Bob Burlingham." "Can't I have a place without what you said?" "Not as pretty a girl as you. And if they ain't pretty the public don't want 'em."

Burlingham started to laugh, suddenly checked himself, looked uneasily and keenly at Susan. "Oh, it's all right," he said with a wave of the hand. But his tone belied his words. He puffed twice at his cigar, then introduced the men Elbert Eshwell and Gregory Tempest two of the kind clearly if inelegantly placed by the phrase, "greasy hamfats." Mr.

They hurled the most frightful epithets at one another. Violet seized Mabel by the hair, and the men interfered, all but coming to blows themselves in the mêlée. The wharfmaster rushed from his office, drove them off to the levee. They continued to yell and curse, even Burlingham losing control of himself and releasing all there was of the tough and the blackguard in his nature.

They dashed up to great open doors of the hospital. Burlingham was lifted, was carried swiftly into the receiving room. Susan with tearless eyes bent over, embraced him lingeringly, kissed his fiery brow, his wasted cheeks. One of the surgeons in white duck touched her on the arm. "We can't delay," he said. "No indeed," she replied, instantly drawing back.

She was surprised that she understood so much of what he had said childlike wonder at her wise old heart, made wise almost in a night a wedding night. When Burlingham lapsed into silence, laughing at himself for having talked so far over the "kiddie's" head, she sat puzzling out what he had said. The world seemed horribly vast and forbidding, and the sky, so blue and bright, seemed far, far away.

"There's one opposite the hospital a reasonable place." "I've got to go to work," said the girl, to herself rather than to him. "Oh, you have a position." Susan did not reply, and he assumed that she had. "If you don't mind, I'd like to call and see Mr. Burlingham. The physicians at the hospital are perfectly competent, as good as there are in the city.

They concentrated on his face, hoping to get some indication of what to expect; but he never permitted his face to betray his mind. He strode up the plank and joined them. "Tempest come?" he asked. "Tempest!" cried Mabel. "Haven't I told you he's jumped? Don't you suppose I know him?" "And you brought him into the company," raged Violet. "Burlingham didn't want to take him.

When Susan, following Burlingham, reached the rear deck, she saw the man at this oar a fat, amiable-looking rascal, in linsey woolsey and a blue checked shirt open over his chest and revealing a mat of curly gray hair. Burlingham hailed him as Pat his only known name. But Susan had only a glance for him and no ear at all for the chaffing between him and the actor-manager.

Two policemen came, calmed them with threat of arrest. At last Burlingham took from his pocket one at a time three small rolls of bills. He flung one at each of the three who were opposing his division. "Take that, you dirty curs," he said. "And be glad I'm giving you anything at all. Most managers wouldn't have come back. Come on, Miss Sackville. Come on, Mabel."

"I'm not running away from home," replied Susan, blushing violently because she was evading as to the more important fact. "I don't know anything about you, and I don't want to know," pursued Burlingham, alarmed by the evidences of a dangerous tendency to candor. "I've no desire to have my own past dug into, and turn about's fair play. You came to me to get an engagement. I took you. Understand?"

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