Morning quietly slipped through the windows, the bright hot sun rose, dispelling the chill of the night. The city rose with all its noise and bustle, as a sleeping dog rises and shakes itself, to be about its busy routine of the day. Evelyn awoke, looked around, then realized that she was at Pearl's apartment, then looked next to her in bed, and was surprised that she was in bed alone. She slowly climbed out of bed, going to the window, looked out on the lovely morning, then thinking of Irene, she started for the bedroom where Pearl was lying in Harry's arms, sleeping quietly. "Hey, you two," as she shook them. "Come on--come on--snap out of it--we have lots to do today," as Pearl and Harry opened their eyes to behold a sight which caused them to laugh loudly. Evelyn standing in teddies, with her hair standing on end, eyes bloodshot from the night before. "Ev, have you looked at yourself in the mirror yet?" asked Pearl. "No, I haven't--I'm afraid to--I've heard people sometimes die of fright--so I'm just working up the courage to do that little thing--do you want me to order breakfast?" "Breakfast--that sounds good," said Harry, as he sat up in bed. "Ev, you're a darling--order a big one for me--I need it--I'm starved--then we will go over the river," as she went to the bathroom. Evelyn called the morgue, and found that no one seemed able to find Irene's people, or to find out anything about her, so she told the undertakers to get Irene ready and make all the arrangements for the funeral to be held at two o'clock that afternoon, at the Mexican Cemetery on the outskirts of Juarez, then she spent the next half hour calling every Hooker that she knew, and told them the time of the funeral, and asked them to be there, and to bring any of the other girls they could get hold of. "How many have you called, in all, Ev?" asked Pearl, as Evelyn sat down beside her. "I'll call and have these dishes taken away." "About twenty in all, but they all know others that I don't know and they will tell them." "Well, I'm going to run out home," said Harry, getting ready to leave, "I'll see you at the funeral." "All right, dear," said Pearl, as she kissed him goodbye. "Don't you think we better go over and see if there is anything we might do? I'll get a check cashed and take enough money over to pay the expenses for the flowers, since you insist on paying all the funeral expenses--the least I can do will be to see that she has lovely flowers, poor kid." "That's right, Ev, we had better go on over--I'll have to get a check cashed, too." They called a taxi and started for Juarez, and as the car pulled over the bridge, and under the shed where all cars stop to be questioned by the Mexican officials before entering Juarez, there were soldiers everywhere. "Why are you Senoritas going to Juarez at this time," asked one of the officials.