The Sun was slanting into the little white Room when he crawled feebly back to Earth and tried to get his Bearings. Annie was looking right at him, relieved and smiling and happy. She had won her first game in the Big League. He noticed that she was not slashed up the side or down the back, had no metallic Insteps, carried her own Hair, and was in no way concealed behind the usual pallid Veneering. He remembered dimly that she had been with him on the Underground. Then he recalled a previous Existence in which the Dripped Absinthe was a Breakfast and the Cigarette a Luncheon and Elphye was trotting in her Glads and he had a Swell Bet down on Tin Bucket Preferred. The whole Lay-Out seemed unreal and remote and entirely disconnected with Friend Nurse. He inquired the Day of the Week, and when he learned it was Next Month he started to get right up and put on his Things. Annie quietly spread him back on the Pillow and laid down the Law regarding Rest and Quiet. Then he begged her to ring up McCusick & Co. and get the latest Bucket Preferred. He said he had plastered his last Samoelon and, not being there to watch the Board and concentrate his wonderful Trading Instinct on every jiggle of the Dial, there was no telling what the Bone-Heads had done to him. You see, he had no recollection whatever of going Short, for he had been in a Walking Delirium at the time and crazy as a Cubist. Annie said it was wrong to Gamble and he was not to read the Papers or fuss with Visitors until Doc gave the word. Suddenly he remembered that he was engaged to Elphye and he wondered if she had forgotten. So many things can happen in a Great City within two weeks. He told Nurse about Elphye. Annie did not seem madly interested, but she wrote a Note to the Sazerack Apartment Building and notified the Seraphine that her prospective Producer was still extant and would be willing to renew acquaintance if she could spare an hour or two from her Dancing. Elphye came out two days later made up as a Princess in the Christmas Pantomime and diffusing pleasant Odors in all directions. She sat down alongside of Annie and immediately she was shown up and went back to the Minors. Her Second-Reader Conversation, complicated with the phoney Boston sound of "A" as in "Squash," did not improve her General Average. Bob suddenly realized that in getting rid of the Bronxes and the Nicotine and various other Toxins, he also had lost his appetite for Elphye. But he was Game and willing to go through on his own Proposition. He sent Nurse for a glass of Water and then begged his Fiancee to smuggle in a Newspaper so he could find out the name of his getting-off Station. Next day she brought the Market Page in her wonderful jewel-crusted Bag. Bob took one Look and crawled under the Covers. The Market had gone Blooey. Bucket Preferred was down in the Subway, bleeding from a dozen Wounds. The Whole List was on the Blinkety Fritz.