The Adventures of Sally

reallyunderstood how profoundly troubled she had been about this young man,and how vivid had been that vision of him bobbing about on the wa

Never before in her life hadshe experienced such an overwhelming rush of exhilaration. She flungherself into a cha

showed no signs ofabating. Ginger was concerned. Na

gurgling, and

lad to see yo

ention it. I ought not to have disturbed you. You were havinga nice sleep, of course. Do you always sleep on the floor?""It was like this...""Of course, if you're wearing it for ornament, as a sort ofbeauty-spot," said Sally, "all right. But in case

ght," he announced, ap

on't be offended if I asked you something?""No, no. Go ahead.""It's rather an impertinent question. You may resent it.""No, no.""Well, then, what were you doing under my bed?""Oh, under your bed?""Yes. Under my bed. This.

k her head d

se childish pastimes. Itunsettles her."Ginge

"andpersonally I like it; but, when you clutched your brow just then, youput ab

ave a wash?""Do you mind?""I'd prefer it.""Thanks awfull

he sort of blew over. If she'd foundme, she'd have made me take that dog of hers for a walk.""Toto?""Toto. You know," said Ginger, with a strong sense of injury, "no dog'sgot a right to be a dog like that. I don't suppose there's anyone keeneron dogs than I am, but a thing like a woolly rat." He shudderedslightly. "Well, one hates to be seen about with it in the publicstreets.""Why couldn't you have refused in a firm but gentlemanly manner to takeToto out?""Ah! There you rather touch the spot. You see, the fact of the matteris, I'm a bit behind with the rent, and that makes it rather hard totake what you might call a firm sta

g, but I'd have wangled enough outof it to pay last week's rent, only they docked me a goodish bit forbreaking plates and what not. The fact is, I'm making rather a hash ofit.""Oh, Ginger! You oughtn't to be a waiter!""That's what the boss seems to think.""I mean, you ough

onder I didn't think of itbefore.""Fillmore?""My brother.

ng. Sure to want aright-hand man.""'M yes," said Ginger reflectively. "Of course, I've never been aright-hand man, you kn

r! There must be something in this world that youwouldn't m

sed, rigid, with one leg inthe air, as though some spell had been cast upon him. From the passageout

a coward," said

cher?""Round about twelve dollars, I think i

you how grateful I am, buthonestly, I couldn't..."Sally did not press the point. She liked him the better for a

y. Proud. That's me allover, Mabel. Ginger!"

...""Never mind the dog. I'll see you through."They came out into the passage almost on top of Toto, who was sta

looking for you."Sall

Kemp here. He is a greatfriend of mine. We met in France. We're going off now to have a longtalk about old times, and

forgive us."She passed on down the stairs, leaving Mrs. Meecher dissatisfied butirresolute. There was something about Sally which even in herpre-wealthy days had always baffled Mrs. Meecher and cramped her style,and now that she was

l!" he said, regarding Sally

d the complim

. Ginger, tell me, what did happen? I'mdying to know. Mr. Carmyle said you insulted your uncle!""Donald. Yes, we did have a bit of a scrap, as a matter of fact. Hemade me go out to dinner with him and we--er--sort of disagreed. Tostart with, he wanted me to apologize to old Scrymgeour, and I rathergave it a miss.""Noble fellow!""Scrymgeour?""No, silly! You.""Oh, ah!" Ginger blushed. "And then there was all that about the soup,you know.""How do you mean, 'all that about the soup'? What about the soup? Whatsoup?""Well, things sort of hotted up a bit when the soup arrived.""I don't understand.""I mean, the trouble seemed to start, as it were, when the waiter hadfinished ladling out the mulligatawny. Thick soup, you know.""I know mulligatawny is a thick soup. Yes?""Well, my old uncle--I'm not blaming him, do

vain girl, but itwas impossible not to perceive in the light of this fresh evidence thatMr. Carmyle had made a journey of three thousand miles with the soleob

me about your u

thing seemed tolead to another, and the show sort of bust up. He called me a good manythings, and I got a bit fed-up, and finally I told him I hadn't any moreuse for the Family and was going to start out on my own. And--well, Idid, don't you know. And here I am."Sally listened to this saga breathlessly. More than ever did she feelresp

trical manager and he's sure to have something foryou.""It's awfully good of you to both