"All you young goils could love me now--eh ?--you could take an old fehlah! Ha-ha-ha!" And the next instant, furious, she felt herself hugged violently, kissed! His lips! His fat soft body! Ugh! She dug her elbow into him with a stifled cry and wrenched away.

A moment she turned on him eyes ablaze.
"You dirty--beastly--" she gasped for breath, then turned, and seizing her hat and coat she rushed blindly from the room and through the outer office.

In the elevator crowded with men she felt a queer taste in her mouth.

"That's blood," she thought.

"Biting my lip, am I--well, bite on.