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At first Rudolph was popular in this hell of the underworld He spent

money easily, he danced well, he had audacity and a sort of sardonic

humor They asked no questions, those poor wretches who had therateful for little

pleasures, glad even to talk their own tongue

And then, one broiling August day, late in the afternoon, when the

co with the first fetid life of the day,

Rudolph found it suddenly silent when he entered it, and hostile,

conteirl he had begun to fancy, suddenly

said, "Draft-dodger!"

There was a ripple of laughter around the compound They commenced to

bait him, those women he would not have wiped his feet on at hohed hi, less adobe roo

narrow bed, its candle, its broken crockery, and he stood in the center

of the room and chewed his nails with fury After a time he sat down and