covered her composure at once. "I ask you to let me hope to see you in Paris when you come there."
"Sure! Sure!" he returned cordially. "I can find you in the telephone book. But right now I"
"Yes," she said. "The apartment Hyacinthe and I will take, by that time it will be upon the list. But I would write to you"
"Write?" he interrupted, staring at her incredulously. "Listen"
"No, no, no! I won't," she said. "I won't write to you. I see you don't wish it. And you are disturbed now; you are nervous. But to-morrow"
Tinker leaned a little toward her and spoke earnestly. "Look here: I've thought it over, and I realized you only told me what you needed to get that boy o' yours started in the show business, or whatever it is, and that's all I—all I lent you. What I didn't think of at the time, I just lent you the round sum, and you told me how close those old ladies you lived with were when it came down to cash. What I got to thinkin': why, you might not have enough to go on for the next few months unless you broke into the round sum you have to use for this show business. For all I know, you mightn't even have
