A slim girl was there at the inquiry2 desk, very attractively dressed. His pulse bounded. She turned a forlornly pretty face and he saw that it was Hilda Hansen of Wisconsin.
Their hands met. They wandered off toward the dim corridor where the telephones are.
“It was dear of you to come,” said she rather shyly. “I shall feel better now. I was beginning to think—well, that you didn't like me very well.”
“Hilda—that's not fair!” he murmured. Murmured, IF the whole truth were told, rather blithely3. For Hilda was pretty. Her soft dependence4 was the sweetest flattery. Her simple, easily satisfied mind was a relief after certain slightly more desperate adventures. And so, when he said, “I'm sorry you're going, Hilda. Is it for long?” he spoke5 as sincerely as is commonly done.
“For good!” she blurted6 out in reply to this; and the tears came. He took her arm and walked her farther down the corridor. The little story was tumbling out now, helter skelter. Her father had stopped her allowance, ordered her home. She was leaving forever the freedom of dear old Greenwich Village. Naturally Hy kissed her.
He kissed her again, right out on the train platform, with belated passengers elbowing by and porters looking on. It was Hy's little sacrament of freedom. He could kiss them now—in public—as he chose! For he was fired. No more gloomy old office! No more of the gliding7 Miss Hardwick! No more of the doctor's oratory8! No more of that damn buzzer9!
The thing to do, of course, was to go back and pack up his belongings10; but he couldn't bring himself to it. So he stayed out until lunch time, filling in the odd hour with an eleven o'clock movie show. He lunched expensively and alone at the club, off a porterhouse steak with mushrooms, potatoes “au gratin,” creamed spinach11, musty ale in pewter, romaine salad, Camembert cheese with toasted biscuit and black coffee.
When he reentered his office, who should be sitting there but the Worm. Before he could overcome a slight embarrassment12 and begin the necessary process of telling his story, a heavy crushing step sounded in the corridor, passed the door, went on into the big room in the corner.
“The same,” said Hy.
“I've got to see him. Will you take me in?”
“Oh, sit down! I can tell you more than he can.”
“Perhaps, but at another time.”
Hy emerged from his self-absorption at this point sufficiently15 to observe that the Worm, usually smiling and calm, was laboring16 under some excitement.
“All right,” said he, “come along!” And quite light of heart, afraid of nothing now, he led the Worm in and introduced him as, “My friend, Mr. Bates of The 'Courier.” Then, hearing his telephone ringing again, he hurried back to his own office.
It would be Betty, of course. Well, as far as the office was concerned, it didn't matter now. She could call! Anybody could call.... He picked up the receiver.
“Oh,” he murmured—“hello, Silvia! Wait a moment.” He got up and closed the door. “All right,” he said then. “What is it, little girl?”
“Oh!” said she, “thank God, I've found you! Hy, something dreadful has almost happened. It has done such things to my pride! But I knew you wouldn't want me to turn to any one else for help, would you?”
“Oh, no,” said he, with sudden queer misgivings17, “of course not! Not for a minute!”
“I knew you'd feel that way, dear. Are you dreadfully busy? Could you—I know it's a lot to ask—but could you, for me, dear, run out for five minutes?”
“I will!” said he, with an emphasis aimed as much at himself as at her. “Where are you?”
“I'm talking from the drug store across the street, right near you. I'll wait outside.”
The misgivings deepened as Hy walked slowly out to the elevator and then out to the street. Hy would have to be classified, in the last analysis, as a city bachelor, a seasoned, hardened city bachelor. The one prospect18 that instantly and utterly19 terrifies a hardened city bachelor is that of admitting that another has a moral claim upon him. The essence of bachelordom is the avoidance of personal responsibility. Therefore it was a reserved, rather dignified20 Hy who crossed the street and joined the supple21, big-eyed, conspicuous22 young woman in the perfect-fitting tailor suit. Another factor in Hy's mood, perhaps, was that the memory of Hilda Hansen's soft young lips against his own had not yet wholly died.
He and Silvia walked slowly around the corner. “I don't know how to tell you,” she said in an unsteady voice. There were tears in her eyes, too. “Hy, it's awful! It's my—my furniture!” The tears fell now. She wiped them away. “They say positively23 they'll take it away tonight. Every stick. I've cried so! I tried to explain that I'm actually rehearsing with Cunningham. Before the end of the month I can take care of it easily. But—” Hy stopped short, stood on the curb24, looked at her. His head was clear and cold as an adding machine. “How much would it take?” said he.
“Oh, Hy.” She was crying again. “Don't talk in that way—so cold—”
“I know,” he broke in, “but—”
“It's fifty dollars. You see—”
“I haven't got it,” said he.
There was a perceptible ring in his voice. She looked at him, puzzled.
“Silvia, dear—I'm fired.”
“Fired? Hy—when?”
“To-day. Chucked out. I haven't got half of that—to live on, even.”
“Oh, my dear boy, you oughtn't to live in this careless way, not saving a cent—”
“Of course I oughtn't. But I do. That's me.”
“But what on earth—what reason—”
“Conduct. I'm a bad one.” He was almost triumphant25. “Only last night I was seen leaving a questionable26 restaurant—where they dance and drink—with a young lady—”
The tears were not falling now. Miss Silvia So-rana was looking straight at him, thoughtful, even cool.
“Are you telling me the truth, Hy Lowe?”
“The gospel. I'm not even the proletariat. I'm the unemployed27.”
“Well,” said she—“well!” And she thought it deliberately28 out. “Well—I guess you can't be blamed for that!”
Which impressed Hy later when he thought it over, as a curious remark. They parted shortly after this.
But first she said, “Hy, dear, I don't like to seem to be leaving you on account of this. It must be dreadfully hard for you.” So they had a soda29, sitting in the drug store window. Hy almost smiled, thinking of the madness of it—he and an unmistakable actress, in working hours, here actually in the shadow of grim old Scripture30 House! And it was nobody's business! It could hurt nobody! He had not known that freedom would be like this. There was a thrill about it; so deep a thrill that after he had put the sympathetic but plainly hurrying Silvia on an up-town car and had paid for her as she entered, he could not bring himself to return to the office. Even with the Worm up there, wondering what had become of him. Even with all his personal belongings waiting to be cleared from the desk and packed.
He wandered over to Washington Square, his spirit reveling in the lazy June sunshine. He stopped and listened to the untiring hurdy gurdy; threw coins to the little Italian girls dancing on the pavement. He thought of stopping in at the Parisian, ordering a “sirop” and reading or trying to read, those delightfully31 naughty French weeklies. He knew definitely now that he was out for a good time.
There was a difficulty. It is easier to have a good time when there is a girl about. Really it was rather inopportune that Hilda Hansen had flitted back to Wisconsin. She needed a guardian32; still she had been an appealing young thing up there at the Grand Central. But she had gone! And Silvia—well, that little affair had taken an odd and not over-pleasant turn. The pagan person had, plainly, her sophisticated moments. He was glad that he had seen through her. For that matter, you couldn't ever trust her sort.
Then creeping back into his mind like a pet dog after a beating, hesitant, all fears and doubts of a welcome, came the thought of Betty Deane.
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