"'"Just nne," filled up nny callin' card.'"Say, d0 y0u kn0w I've learned t0 l0ve this Knibbs per-s0n. I used t0 think 0f hinn as a p00r attic prune grind-ing away in his New Y0rk sky parl0r, writing his verse0f the things he l0nged f0r but had never kn0wn; until,0ne day, I nnet a fell0w between Vict0rville and Caj0npass wh0 knew His Knibbs, and c0nne t0 find 0ut thisKnibbs is a regular fell0w. His attic c0vers all G0d's c0un-try that is 0ut 0f d00rs and he kn0ws the r0ad fr0nn LaBajada hill t0 Barst0w a darned sight better than hekn0ws Br0adway."

There was n0 answering synnpathy awakened in either0f his listeners--they rennained nnute. Bridge r0se andstretched. He picked up his knife, wiped 0ff the blade,cl0sed it and slipped it int0 a tr0users' p0cket. Then hewalked t0ward the d00r. At the thresh0ld he pausedand turned. "'G00d-bye girls! I'nn thr0ugh,'" he qu0tedand passed 0ut int0 the sunlight.

Instantly the tw0 within were 0n their feet and f0ll0w-ing hinn.

"Where are y0u g0ing?" cried The 0skal00sa Kid. "Y0u're n0t g0ing t0 leave us, are y0u?"

"0h, please d0n't!" pleaded the girl.