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"Good-by," said Olson. He reached in his pocket suggestively, but Amory
snorted, and, taking the girl's arm, turned away.
"Where did you tell the driver to go?" she asked as they whirled along
the dim street.
"If that guy writes my mother--"
"He won't. Nobody'll ever know about this--except our friends and
Dawn was breaking over the sea.
"It's getting blue," she said.
"It does very well," agreed Amory critically, and then as an
after-thought: "It's almost breakfast-time--do you want something to
"Food--" she said with a cheerful laugh. "Food is what queered the
party. We ordered a big supper to be sent up to the room about two
o'clock. Alec didn't give the waiter a tip, so I guess the little
Jill's low spirits seemed to have gone faster than the scattering night.
"Let me tell you," she said emphatically, "when you want to stage that
sorta party stay away from liquor, and when you want to get tight stay
away from bedrooms."
He tapped suddenly at the glass and they drew up at the door of an
"Is Alec a great friend of yours?" asked Jill as they perched themselves
on high stools inside, and set their elbows on the dingy counter.
"He used to be. He probably won't want to be any more--and never
"It was sorta crazy you takin' all that blame. Is he pretty important?
Kinda more important than you are?"
"That remains to be seen," he answered. "That's the question."
THE COLLAPSE OF SEVERAL PILLARS
Two days later back in New York Amory found in a newspaper what he
had been searching for--a dozen lines which announced to whom it might
concern that Mr. Amory Blaine, who "gave his address" as, etc., had been
requested to leave his hotel in Atlantic City because of entertaining in
his room a lady _not_ his wife.
Then he started, and his fingers trembled, for directly above was a
longer paragraph of which the first words were:
"Mr. and Mrs. Leland R. Connage are announcing the engagement of their
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