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There in the dark hall where he had followed her and she had stopped suddenly on the stairs as if she were too old and too tired to crawl up them again. She had seen him in the dim light and it hadn't meant anything. Then his voice had come, softly, urgently, "Mom, Mom! How are you, Mom? It' 9 me. It's me. I only had my face fixed." She had straightened then and her hand had gone quickly to her heart beating faster than an old heart should be called on to beat, but her voice had come cold. "You no-good tramp !" "Mom !" Funny how much like a child's his voice was, this man who had killed eight men. "Ain't you glad to see me ?" He ran up to her and stood beside her and she flinched away from him and stared. Then her hand swept out hard across his face. "That's how glad I am !" Her mouth tightened against that wild hammering ;" her blood. "You rotten yellow dog, you. You ain't no son of mine. What do you want from me now ? Get out of here, before I kill you. Just stay away and leave us alone." Baby Face stared at her and his words came in a half sob. "I killed a guy for looking at me the way you are now." He watched her turn and hold hard on the bannister as she dragged herself up, then his voice came again pleading : "Do you need any dough ?" "Keep your blood money." She looked at him again. "You'll be needing it. They'll get you soon enough." "Me?" The man flung his head back and laughed. "They won't get me. Not Martin. Huh, not Baby Face Martin." "Baby Face. Baby Face." She felt her words flung back at her and then she trembled. "I remember — " That night he was born, lying on the bed in her arms. And then afterwards, the first time she read he had killed a man. She pulled herself up violently. "I ought to be killed for giving you life. Murderer ! Murderer !" So this was what he had come home for, all the way across the country. He walked slowly down to the docks and stood for a long time looking over the water, then he turned as he saw the gang of kids closing in around the rich little boy from the apartment house. Baby Face laughed as he saw Tommy take the watch away from Philip. The beautiful gold wrist watch he had liked to show off so ostentatiously and laugh when he saw the greed come into their faces, Served the kid right, the gangster thought. Served him good and right, and he felt pride in the boy who was taking his place, here on this street where he had been born and brought up too. Dave was standing under the deserted sand-hopper near the excavation across from the apartment house where soon another great, terraced home for the rich would be going up. He could see her terrace better from here than from any other place on the street. And he felt that curious excitement that always came with the hope of seeing her too. Drina saw him as she was coming home and even though things were different than they used to be she couldn't help going up to him and smiling. "Oh, hello, Drina." Dave's voice sounded far away. "You're home early." "I've got news." Her smile quivered. "I'm afraid to think about it. Today the boss said our committee should come in and talk things over with him and maybe — but just maybe — " Her eyes were filling now, "Oh, that raise would mean a lot ! I could get Tommy away from here." "Far enough away ?" Dave said. "I don't know. I can only try." The man was sorry now for the doubt he had instilled in her. "You'll be all right." He smiled. "You'll always be all right." "Sure." Drina's chin trembled. "I'll be all right. Drina will be all right. Drina was good to her mother. Drina's good to her brother. Drina works hard. Drina works and cooks and cleans and goes to bed to have enough sleep to work the next day." Her mocking sing-song voice stopped suddenly and she thrust her head up violently. "I've heard that since I was ten years old. I'm tired of hearing it. Don't say it again. Maybe I'll go away. I mean far away." She smiled as she saw him suddenly surprised, suddenly anxious. "You see I know a man," she watched him hungrily as she spoke. "He's very rich and he likes me. I met him in the subway. He's very good-looking. Well, it wasn't right but I didn't care so he took me to Charming matron of films! Billie Burke whose latest picture is "Topper." dinner, the kind of dinner you can have anything you like. He's very, very rich. He's got a house in New York and a wonderful house in the country. I like that best because that looks like a Christmas card with chickens and snow. He likes me." "Do you like him, Drina?" Dave asked and suddenly he knew that her answer meant a lot to him, that he was afraid of what she was going to say. And looking at him she saw what he was feeling and the heart that had lain so heavy and still in her began beating again in desperate hope. But she couldn't go on pretending. Not with Dave. "I don't know." She turned away so he would not see her eyes. "I made it all up. Not now. Years ago. When I was a kid. I know that house in the country so well I could almost build it. And he would be young and very kind." "I wish I could buy you those things." Dave took her arm and now that he knew she wasn't really going away she became just Drina again. Dear as Drina could be and as familiar too. "I even wish I could find him for you," he said, and thought he meant it. The bright smile was gone now. "Do you ?" she said, and her voice came dull and heavy. She stopped suddenly at the wild commotion in the street and saw the tall, pompous man who had caught Tommy by the wrist and the boy Philip shouting as he jumped up and down. "He's the one. He's got my watch." "Why did you beat my son?" Mr. Griswold said furiously. And then as he turned to call for a policeman Drina saw Tommy make that quick, furtive movement and saw 94 SCREENLAND