We Can't Have Everything

d travelers in the smoking-room of the sleeping-car with his cocksure criticisms of cities that he had never seen. He had condemned New York with

e and vice, the other men were having sport with him-spo

headquarters in New York, and he said to a man on whom he had inflicted a vile cigar: "Say, I forgot to ask you. What'

morists mocked his accent

oing to Mrs. Biltmore's new boarding-house.

er had not alarmed him just then by his affectionate interest

d-baggage to the platform, where two red-capped Kaffirs reached for it together. There was danger of an altercation, but the bigger of the two frig

in hav

his clients, flickered his eyelids, and started down the platf

l want to go

vous about his property, a

ed any hack to g

said the

s the street

ation had cheered him a little. He might get a tip, after all. Yo

the various parcels under his arms and along

or

d and sai

his face. It was the first conversatio

ckman. She had not only virtue, but St. Paul's idea of the importance of avoiding even the appearan

ring over the heads of the pack to see if Cheever were at the barrier. He

r telegram was waiting for him at his off

e along her anxious eyes found nobody she knew except Dyckman. The disappointment she revealed hurt him profoundly. But he would

e with. As Prissy saw it and described it, Dyckman came into the big waiting-room alone, looked about everywhere, paused, turned back for Charity Co

ut of the clean reputations of Charity and Jim and started it downhill, gathering dirt and momentum as it rolled. It was bound to roll before long into t

yckman, who had known her from childhood, knew that she wa

insisted on taking her home, she chattered and snicker

reak your heart

over that, and answered: "Me? Let a man bre

" Jim

r magnificent home i

ell. There was a delay before the second man in an improvised toilet opened the door to her and expresse

am. There's a telegram he

ted to escape brooding, at all costs. She ra

ng-shoes, and come back for me. I'll throw on something light and you can take me somewhere to dance. I'll go crazy m

p the steps. He crept into the car and went to his home, flung off his traveling-togs

nt. She floated down the stairs in a s

ike a dande

said. She did not tell the servant where she