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When Carley went into the reception roo for her--the saant,

sallow-faced Morrison whose ie she had in mind, yet somehow

different He had what Carley called the New York leahted up

"By Jove! but you've co her

extended hand "Eleanor toldyou

to see you like this"

"Thanks, Larry," she replied "I must look pretty well to win that

co? You don't seeolfer and horseed with the daily grind," he said "I'll be glad to get up

in the o down to dinner"

They descended the spiral stairway to the grillrooyrated on a polished floor, and diners in

evening dress looked on over their cigarettes

"Well, Carley, are you still finicky about the eats?" he queried,

consulting the menu

"No But I prefer plain food," she replied

"Have a cigarette," he said, holding out his silver uess I'll not take up sot out of the habit"

"Yes, they told ?"

"Why, I thought New York had gone dry!" she said, forcing a laugh

"Only on the surface Underneath it's wetter than ever"

"Well, I'll obey the law"

He ordered a rather elaborate dinner, and then turning his attention to

Carley, gave her closer scrutiny Carley knew then that he had becoement It was a relief not