The Adventures of Sally

she had realized by this time, was in many ways a surprising you

ry y

ow what

You allude to the holy state

how ab

uniformed official, who was by now so carried away by the romance of it all that he had begun to hum a love-ballad under his breath. The official could n

am trying to make difficulti

r Kemp, complainingly. "I thought y

ausing the uniformed official to heave a tender sigh. "I see what has happened," she said. "You're mistaking me for so

d Ginger, feverishly, "I'm dashed i

I was going to lect

e still riveted on the official by the door "I dare say it is sudden. I can't

ut

chap and all that, but... well, I've just

buy me with

hing I've tried up till now, but there must be something I can do, and you can jolly well bet I'd have a

t I may already be eng

lly! Ar

in his eyes which touched Sally and drove all sense of the ludi

atter of fact I am

is lip and for a

t's torn it!"

rs, listening to their children pleading with engaging absurdity for something wholly out of their power to bestow, feel that same wavering between tears and la

eally mean i

Ginger, hollowly

o her that she was hardly the girl to lecture in this strain. Her love for Gerald Foster had been sufficiently sudden, even instantaneous. What did she know of Gerald exc

ridicu

down to a mood of me

e for me, I suppose, anyway," he sai

Sally had been longing to find. She welcomed the chance of con

oking for you all day to go on with what I was starting to say in the lift last night when we were interrupted. Do you mind if I talk to

oticeably elated at the

do take a tremendo

d. "That's awful

ds of wisdom. Ginger, w

ace

u? Why don't you make yourself independent of them? I know you had hard luck, suddenly finding yourself without money and all that, but, good heavens, everybody else in the world who has ever done anything has been broke at one time or another. It's part of the fun. You'll never get anywhere by letting yourself be picked up by the family like... like a floppy Newfoundland puppy and dumped down in any old place that

h. Ginger Kemp did not reply for a

n a serious meditative voice, "your nose so

red an ind

't been listening to a word I

r! Oh, by

what di

d your eyes sort

my eyes. Wha

Ginger, on reflect

at, but that's what it amounted to, I su

terrupted, "I wish you'd let me write to you. Letters, I mea

e time for wri

dress or anything of that sort in America, have you, by

boarding-house, and he wrote them down reverently on his shirt-cuff. "Yes, on second thoughts, do write,"

hat time does

he swing-door, to the confusion of the uniformed official who had not been expecti

tion of physical action, had followed her through the swing-door

ng easily and well, as becomes a man who, in his day

the nearest door, wrenched it open, gathered Sally neatly in his arms, and flung her in. She landed squarely on the toes of a man who occupied

or porter! Tip

ght

rget what I'v

ght

self and 'Death

ght

ck at her red-haired friend, who had now halted and was waving a handkerc

id, breathlessly. "I h

ousin, the dark man of yesterday's