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Show A Horrlbl Experience. "At lart we are alone!" This was the man who spoke. The woman trembled and lifted her eyes to his face. They were beautiful eyes, but they were tremulous eyes, cys which look out from a heart which is irresolute, fearful. lie stamped with hie heavy foot upon the floor of the room. The echoes brought back in their invisible arms the sound, and let it ripple out again until it struck the walls once more and fell into : the vast void of silence. A bat, disturbed by the unusual activity, darted frum a corner and blindly dashed in eccentric convolutions con-volutions about the dusty build-ing. build-ing. Great ropes of cobwebn hung j down from the ceiling, and across j the corner of the room dead flies ! swung lightly in the hammockH j the .spider? had Fastened there. The dust rose in listless clouds from the shock of the heavy footfall, foot-fall, and sunk again, overcome by its own inertia. Even the air was resting. The spirit of the desolation of desolition seemed to pervade thy place. The woman looked furtively around upon her dim surroundings and shivered. The man laughed harshly. ''Alone. I said," he growled. "Yes," ehe murmured. A faint light struggled in through the great window in front, thick with dust. "Where are we?" she whispered, and shivered as the bat dashed into in-to her hair. ; "Listen," be replied hoarsely, "we are in a store which does not advertise." |