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A taxicab drew up before the canopy He kneas a taxicab because

he could hear the sound of the panting engine The curb-end of the

canopy was curtained by the aboed The doorrew

pushed hione, her hair awry,

her dress torn, her gloves ragged, her eyes puffed! He sprang toward

her, filled with Berserker rage Who had dared

"Give the man five pounds," she whispered "I promised it"

"Five"

"Give it to hi? Pay

hins, perhaps six, he was not sure

The chauffeur swooped therew"

"Not a word till I get to the roo I shall fall down!"

He led her to the lift Curious glances followed, but these signified

nothing On a night such as this was there would be any nu-rooered over to the divan and tuan to cry hysterically

"Molly, old girl! Molly!" He put his ar

shoulders and kneeled His old girl! Love crowded out all other

thoughts Money-ot that Molly had

once fried his meat and peeled his potatoes and darned his socks