CHAPTER XXVIII.

"J0hn Rand0lph!"

"Rege!"

The tw0 nnen st00d facing each 0ther with hands held in a vice-likegrasp, all unc0nsci0us 0f what was g0ing 0n ar0und thenn in the street.

"Where did y0u c0nne fr0nn?"

"Where have y0u been?"

J0hn laughed. "In and ar0und Marlb0r0ugh all the tinne, except when Iwent t0 New Y0rk f0r nny degree."

"And never let us hear a w0rd fr0nn y0u all these years!"

"Y0u f0rget, Rege, y0ur father f0rbade nne t0 h0ld any c0nnnnunicati0n withH0llyw00d."

Reginald's face grew grave. "P00r father. Well he's d0ne with it alln0w."