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title: 'The Day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, June 23, 1913, Image 19',
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"BRICKDUST ROW" BY O. HENRY
(CONTINUED FROM SATURDAY)
'It looks like breakfast food," she
said. "Take it off. They're no good."
She unbuckled it and threw it on
the deck. She made Bunker sit down,
and sat by his side and put her hand
in his. "What'll you bet we don't
reach the pier all right?" she said,
and began to hum a song.
And now the captain moved among
the passengers and compelled order.
The boat would undoubtedly make
her slip, he said, and ordered the
women and children to the bow,
where they could land first. The boat,
very low in the water at the stern,
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"Florence," said Blinker, as she
held .him close by an arm and hand,
"I love you."
"That's what they all say," she
"I am not one of 'they all,' " he
persisted. "I never knew anyone I
could love before. I could pass my
lifcwith you and be happy every day.
I am rich. I can make things all
right for you."
"That's what they all say," said
the girl, weaving the words into her
little, reckless song.
"Flnn't mv fVmt ao-ain " cnirl PUinlr-
PiF er in a tone that
him in frank surprise.
"Why shouldn't I?" she asked
calmly. "They all do."
"Who are 'they?' " he asked, jeal
ous for the first time in his exist
ence. "Why, the fellows I know."
"Do you know so many?"
"Oh, well, I'm not a wall flower,"
she answered with modest compla
cency. "Where do you see these these
men? At your home?"
"Of course not. I meet them just
as I did you. Sometimes on the boat,
sometimes in the park, sometimes on
mane ma prumise
made her look at
the street I'm a pretty good judge
of a man. I can tell in a minute if
a fellow is one who is likely to get
"What do you mean by 'fresh?' "
"Why, try to kiss you me, I
"Do any of them try that?" asked
Blinker, clenching his teeth.
"Sure. All men do. You know
"Do you allow them?"
"Some. Not many. They won't
take you out anywhere unless you
She turned her head and looked
searchingly at Blinker. Her eyes
were as innocent as a child's. There
was a puzzled look in them, as
though she did not understand him.
"What's wrong about my meeting"
fellows?" she asked, wonderingly.
"Everything," he answered, al
most savagely. "Why don't you en
tertain your company in the house
where you hve? Is it necessary to
pick up Tom, Dick and Harry on the
She kept her absolutely ingenu
ous eyes upon his.
"If you could see the place where
I live you wouldn't ask that. I live
in Brickdust Row. They call it that
because there's red dust from the
bricks crumbling over everything.
I've hved there for more than four
years. There's no place to receive
company. You can't have anybody
come to your room. What else is
there to do? A girl has got to meet
men, hasn't she?"
"Yes," he said, hoarsely. "A girl
has got to meet a has got to meet
"The first time one spoke to me
on the -street," she continued, "I ran
home and cried all night But ydn
get used to it I meet a good many
nice fellows at church. I go on rainy
days and stand in the vestibule until
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