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Show & Rlffl MOB CHLCREN fcK x DT-GH?ALHNt BONNER F vKvAKvl lAvihorjQ'mrKMlK InustraLtkosJby- POMJ.LIN Coyrilt BWy Tl 60DBS-MIBI31L CO. against the wall She felt very tired and Incapable of any more concentration concentra-tion of mind. Her thought seemed to float, disconnectedly and Indifferently, this way and that, like a cobweb stirred by air currents and half held by a restraining thread. To her dulled observation the laughter of the Jewish party came mingled with the tinkling of the guitar outside, and the loud-continuous loud-continuous talk from the Spanish women In the corner. The waiter brought fish a fried smelt and she roused herself and picked up br fork. She did not notice no-tice that a man was standing near her In the archway, the edge of the lace curtain In his hand, looking about the room. He threw a side glance at her which swept her shoulders, shoul-ders, her hat, and her down-bent profile, pro-file, and looked away. Then, aa If something In this glimpse had suddenly sud-denly touched a spring of curiosity, he looked back again. His second survey was longer. The glance he bent upon her was sharp and grew In Intensity. He made no attempt to enter or to move nearer her, but any one watching him would have seen that his Interest Increased with the prolongation of bis scrutiny. As If afraid of being observed he cant a quick surreptitious look over the room, which In Its circuit crossed the mirror. Here, reflected from a different dif-ferent point of View, Iterny was shown In full face, her eyes lowered, her hands moving over her plate. This man scanned the reflection with Immovable Im-movable IntentneaH. Herny laid down her fork and pushed the fish away with a petulant movement, and the watcher drew back behind the lace curtain. Through Its meshes he continued con-tinued to stare at the mirror, his lips tightly shut, his face becoming rigid In the fixity of his observation. The waiter entered, his arms piled with dishes, and she made a beckoning beckon-ing gesture to him. He answered with a Jerk of his bead, and, going to the unfastened his coat. To the servant who came for his order, be asked for a cup of black coffee and a liqueur glass of brandy. He also requested an evening paper. With the eheet open before him he sat sipping the coffee, the slightest noise from the Inner room causing him to start and lift the paper before his face. He sat thus for some fifteen minutes. min-utes. The Spanish women and the child emerged from the archway and left the restaurant, and a few moments later he heard the scraping of chair legs and Ilerny's voice as she asked for her bill. He lifted the raper and appeared burled In Its contents, not moving aa Herny brushed back the lace curtain and passed him. Her eyes absently fell on him and she had a vague Impression of the dark dome of a head emerging from above the opened sheeta of the Journal. Aa ahe rustled by he lowered the paper and followed her with a keen, watchful glance. He did not move till the street door closed behind her, when he threw the paper aside, snatched up his bat and flicked a sliver dollar on to the cloth. "No change." be said to the waiter, who came forward. The surprised servant, unaccustomed unaccus-tomed to such tips, stared astonished after him as he lurried down the passage pas-sage between the tables, quickly opened the door and disappeared Into the darkness of the street. fierny was only a few rods away, moving forward with a slow, loitering step. It was an easy night to follow without being observed. Walking at a prudent distance behind her, he kept her In sight as she passed from the smaller streets of the Latin Quarter Into the glare and discord of the more populous highways, along Kearney Street, past the lower boundary of Portsmouth Square. He noticed that she walked without haste, now and then glancing at a window or a passer-I passer-I by. She was like a person who has ner and find the cheer of eongen'al society. so-ciety. Hut on consideration she felt that this, too, was more than she ccld Just now bear. They would tor merit her with questions and she felt In no mood to put them off or to be confidential. Finally she remembered remem-bered a Mexlcun restaurant, to visit which hnd at one time been a fashion. She had been there with Hazel and Josh, and once In a party with aome of the bank people. She knew where the place was and felt that ahe could dine there with no fear of encountering encounter-ing any one she knew. With an objective point In view, her step gained decision, and ahe moved forward briskly, leaving the plaza and plunging Into the congerlM of picturesque streets which harbor a swarming foreign population. The lights of shops and open stalls fell out Into the fog, transforming It Into thick, churning currents of smoky pallor. Wet walls and sidewalks showed a gold veneer, and lingering drops, trembling on cornices, hung like tiny globes of thin yellow glass. I'eople and things looked magnified and sometimes horrible seea through this mysterious, obscuring medium. Once behind a pane of glass she saw lines of detached, staring eyes, fastened fas-tened glaringly on her as she advance. ad-vance. It was the display In an optician's op-tician's show-w indow, where glass eyes were disposed In fanciful lines, like a decoration. She looked at them askance, ask-ance, feeling that there was something sinister In their wide, unwinking scrutiny. scrut-iny. She hurried by the market stalls, where the shawled figures of women stood huddled round the butcher's block. They looked as If they might be grouped round a point of Interest, bending to stare at something lying them, something dreadful, like a corpse, Herny thought. When ahe saw the Mexican restaurant restau-rant she felt relieved. The strange atmospheric at-mospheric conditions seemed to have played upon her nerves and ahe was glad to get somewhere where she could find warmth and light and people. peo-ple. The place, a little shabby bouse dating from the era of the projecting shingle roof and encircling balcony, stood on a corner with windows on two streets. It was built upon a slope so sharp that the balcony, which In front aklrted the second story. In the back was on a level with the sidewalk. The bright light of gas Jets, under shades of fluted white china, fell over the contenta of the show-window. They were not attractive. A dish of old and shriveled orangea stood between be-tween a plate of tamalea and another ot red and green peppers. There were many flies In the window, and, chilled by the cold, they stood along the In-Ide In-Ide of the glass In a state of torpor. Horny puslw open the door and entered. en-tered. The front part of the place was used as a grocery store and had a short counter at one side, behind which ttood shelves piled high with the wares demanded by the Mexican and Spanish population. Hack of this were he tables of the restaurant. The powerful, pow-erful, aromatic odors of the groceries blended with the even more powerful ones of the Mexican menu. The room was close and hot. In a comer, his back braced against the wall, a Span-lard, Span-lard, with Inky dark hair and a large expanse of white shirt bosom, was languidly picking at a guitar. Herny knew that theie was an Inner lanctura for the guests that preferred more secluded quarters, and walked past the counter and between the tables. An arched opening connected with this room. Coarse, dirty, lace curtains hung In the archway and, looped back agalmtt gilt hooks, left a pace through which a glimpse of the Interior was vouchsafed to the diners without. It was smaller than the restaurant res-taurant proper, and was fitted up with an attempt at elegance. Lace curtains also coarse and dirty veiled the windows, and two large mirrors, with tarnished snd fly spotted gilt frames, hung on the wall opposite the entrance. en-trance. Just now It was sparsely patronized. In one corner two women In mourning and a child were sitting. They glanced at Herny with languid curiosity and then resumed aloud and voluble conversation con-versation In Spanish. A party of three Jews, an over-dressed woman and two young men evidently visitors from another part of town sat near them. On the opposite side there was no one Herny slipped noiselessly Into a chair at fh corner table, her back against the partition that shut off the rest of the dining room. She felt sheltered In this unoccupied angle, despite the fact that the mli'ror hanging opposite gave a reflection of her to any one standing In the archway. The cloth was dirty and here and there showed a hole. Her Ineradicable fastidiousness was strong In her even at this hour, when everything that was a manifestation of ber own personality iseemed weak and dr-italtzed. She was j disgustedly clearing away the crumbs of the last occupant with daintily-1 brushing movements of her (Inner tips, when the waiter drew up beside her and demanded her ord-r. It was part of this weird evening, when natural surroundings seemed to combine with her ow n overwrought condition to create cre-ate an effort of strangeness and terror, that the waiter should have been sn old, nhrlvelea man of shabby snd delected de-lected mien, with a defect in one eye, which rendered It abnormally larire and prominent under a drooping, reddened red-dened ltd. In order to see well it was nr rry for him to hold his head at a certain angle and bring the eye, star-Ing star-Ing with alarming wlldness. upon the object of his attention. His aspect added still further to Ilerny's dissatisfaction. dissatis-faction. She resolved to eat little mtxi leave the place as soon as possible. When ber soup came, a thin yellow liquid in which dark bits of leaves and herbs floated, ahe taated It hesitatingly, hesitating-ly, and, after a mouthful or two, put down ber aayon and leaned back held the street, and be could easily follow her as she walked upwsrd along the damp and deserted aide-walk. aide-walk. Half way up the block building build-ing larger that those surrounding It rose Into the night. A mounting file of bay-windows broke Its facade, and. a few steps above the level of the pavement, a line of doors with numbers num-bers showing black on Illuminated transoiua revealed it to the man opposite oppo-site as a flat building. Here Derny stopped and without hesitation, evidently evi-dently as one who was familiar with the place, mounted thj steps and walked to the last of tl, doors The man, with soft and careful footsteps, foot-steps, crossed the street. As he drew nearer he saw that she was not using a latch key, but was waiting to be admitted, ad-mitted, leaning aa If tired against the wall. He had reached the sidewalk when the door opened, vouchsafing him a bright, unimpeded view of a long flight of stairs carpeted In green. Derny entered and for a moment, before be-fore the door closed, he saw her mounting the stairs. She had not asked for any one, or Indeed made a aound of greeting or Inquiry. She was therefore either expected or an habitue of the place. When the door was shut he, too, mounted the porch steps and read the number on the transom. He whispered It over several sev-eral times, the lkht falling out on bis thin, aquiline face with a sweep of dark hair drooping downward toward his collar. Satisfied with his Investigation, he left the porch and walked rapidly down the afreet to the corner. Here there was a lamp, and halting under its light he drew from his pocket a leather wallet and took therefrom Domlnlck Ryan's card with an address written on It. The penciled numbers were the same as those on the door he had Just left, and he stood looking fixedly at the card, an expression of excitement and exultation growing on his face. CHAPTER XX. ' The Actor'e Story. The afternoon of the next day Domlnlck Dom-lnlck came home earlier than usuaL His New York friend, who was en route to Japan, had but a couple o! days In San Francisco, and again claimed his company for dinner. The theater was to follow and Domlnlck had come home to change hla clothea, and Incidentally either to aee Herny and explain his absence or to leave a message for her with the Chinaman. He felt rather guilty w here she was concerned. He had seen nothing of her for two days. The only time they met was In the evening after business hours, the only meal they took together to-gether was dinner. With every spark of affection dead between them, their married life the bollowest sham, she had so long and ao sternly trained him to be considerate of her and keep her on hla mind, that he still Instinctively In-stinctively followed the acquired habit of thinking of her comfort and arranging ar-ranging for It. He knew she would be annoyed at the two lonely dinners, and hoped to aee her before he left and suggest to her that she telephone for one of ber sisters to Join her. The flat was very quiet when he entered, en-tered, and after looking Into one or two rooma for her he called the Chinaman, Chi-naman, who said Mrs. Ryan bad gone out early In the afternoon, leaving no message except that she would be home to dinner. Domlnlck nodded a dismissal and walked Into the den. He carried the evening papers In bis hand, and looking at the clock he saw that he had an hour before It would be necessary for him to dress and leave the house. Herny would undoubtedly un-doubtedly be home before then; she was rarely out after six. Meantime, the thought that she was not In and that he could read the papers In unmolested, un-molested, uninterrupted silence csused a slight sense of relief to lighten the weight that waa now always al-ways with him. He had hardly opened the first sheet when a ling at the bell dispelled hla hopes. It was one of his wife's habits hab-its never to carry a latch key, which she looked upon as a symbol of that bourgeois, middle-class helpfulness that she hsd shaken off with her other working girl manners and customs Domlnlck dropped the paper, watting for her entrance, and framing the words with which he would acquaint her with the fact that be waa to be absent again. Instead, however, of the rustle of feminine skirts, he heard the Chinaman's padding steps, and the servant entered and presented him with a card. Traced on It In a sprawling sprawl-ing handwriting was the name "James Defay Huford." Ioralnlck remembered his Invitation to the man to call, and realized that this probably waa the only time that the actor could conveniently conven-iently do ao. There waa an hour yet before dinner would be served, and turning to the servant Domlnlck told him to show the gentleman up. TO UK CONTINUED.) Billiards In the Country. Willie Hoppe. the billiard player, waa discussing In New York the question ques-tion of summer vacations. "I like summer vacations." be aald. "In the heart of the country. The only trouble with the heart of the country U that you can't get a good game of billiards there. "Maybe you've beard about the two chaps, summering at Sunapee. who complained that they couldn't tell the i two white balls apart, aa neither of them had a spot Hut the proprietor explained to Item that It would be I easy, after a little practice, to distinguish dis-tinguish the tails by their shape. "Another chap up at Sunapee atked for a game of billiards, and when the balls were brought, gave a lond. bitter bit-ter laugh of disgust. "'Look here.' be said. It's tails I ase4 for not dlosv' " ie m York Tilbbee. The Glance He Bsnt Upon Her Was Sharp and Grew In Intensity. SYNOPSIS. Bin Cannon, the bnnansa kin. sn1 his staiis-htrr, Hi.m, wtin liml paused up Mrs. s-femellus Hyan's (mil st Kin Kranclseu til company h"r father, srrlve at Anlelops. Innmkk Itynn rails on Ills mother la W s bsll Invitation for hi wife, unci la twfused. Ths determined old lady refuses N rornsnlse tier dHUkhter-lnlnw. I'ni-Iwlrfc I'ni-Iwlrfc had been trapped Into a msrrtiig" with llernlre Iverson, a stenographer, several years his senior. Hlie squanders tils saonr. they lisve freiienl quarrels, snd we slips sway. Cannon and his dauifhtrr re snowed In at Antelope. I lomlnl'k Itrsn Is rescued from siorm In unenn-rloti unenn-rloti condition and hroiiKht In Anlelops rntH Antelope la nil off by storm. H"a Cannon nurses Ionilnlik bnik to His. Two weeks Inter Hermes dlsi-overs In a swper where huahnnl Is slut writes letter Irving to smooth over illffl'Mililes between them Immlnlck at last la shl" t' felloe- snowlHitind prisoners In hotel Pr-mr. Pr-mr. Me loses let-ipor over talk of Huford. an nr-tor After three weeks, end of mi-wrlsonment mi-wrlsonment Is se-n. TeleKrama and mall rrlve liomlnhk gels letter from wife Tells ftose ho dfM-sn't lve wife, and never tt Hlorml.oiind people hi-nln to depart Rose nnd Ixunlnlck embrace, father sees hem ami demands sn esplanatlnn Hose's brother (Jene U ion. In nmnascr of ram-h, and Is to get It If he stavs sober . Cannon etprrswa rvmpathy for loml-e- tHlon in tale with K. -Irk returns home. Herny eerts herseir to plen.e him. hut he Is Indlff.-renl. nn-won nn-won rails on Mrs. Itvan. They dls.uas lMimlntrk's msrrlHse dlfftetillles. and ( an-smn an-smn suggests buvlng off Herny I mmlnlek ames to park on Htinday with llwrny and Ismllv. sos Mies Csnnnn. hows to her snd starts uneasiness In llernv. In Mrs. Kyan's name Cannon offers llernv f-i.'l tn lesve her husband snd permit dtvoree. Bhe refuses. I minlnlek sees lbaa. Cor-watts Cor-watts Hvan ensaavd to Jsrk Huffy. Csn-smmi Csn-smmi offers Herny !n snd Is turned . nwn. Herny tells slaters of offer, Huford Hu-ford the seior. makes s hit In vsudevllls. ltose trlls iN.mlnl.k that h must sil.k tn wife, and Orst tiros aeknnf, ledes that srs loves him. Cannon offers llernv ".-OS ".-OS who-h she refiix.-s savin Cannon wants pomlnlrk for Hose dene wins Ihs rwneh. H-rrv ai-eusis li of trying to teat her husband snd tells her of I he of-frd of-frd hrll. Howe tells father what ahs learned shout th attempt to lirllts Herny end derlares that she would never marry Jjomlnlrk. should hs ever he dlvoreed Ks. ei promise from father lo let Herny stinna. CHAPTER XVIII. Continued. She leaned down to lake his hand, lie relinquished It to her with an Im-anenae Im-anenae lightening of his heart, and peace fell on him as he felt her rub ber check agulnst his knuckles. "Ho you're not mad at the old man, after all?" he said almost shyly. "No," she murmured, "not at him. 1 was angry at whnt he was doing." It was a subtly feminine way of getting get-ting round the delicate points of the situation that Inconsistently feminine wsy which separates judgment of the Individual from JudKfnent of his acts. Hut It relieved the Bonanza King of the heaviest weight that had lain upon him for many years, tnd, for once, he gave thanks for the Irratlonalneas of women. "Well, good night, honey," he said, "no matter what craxy notions you've got, you're the old mm a girl all right." t She kissed him. "And you won't forget your prom-he prom-he she murmured. "Of course not," he sld stoutly, not sure Just what she waa alluding to. "Aoy promise I make to you stands put till the Day of Judgment. Good ght." When she left him. he lit another cigar, sank lower In bis chair and tared at the fire. It was a deadlock. In hla helpless-ess, helpless-ess, the enraged helplessness of the aaan who bad ridden triumphantly over all obstacles that fate had set In his path, Ms prevailing thought was Wow much he would like to kill Herny. Bhe bsd done all this. This viper of woman, the kind to tread on if she raised btr head, had battled and beaten beat-en them all. He could not murder her, but be thought with grim lips of how he could crush and grind her down and let her feel how heavy 1)1)1 Cannon's hand could be. It seemed for the moment as If everything were over. They had reached a place, where a blank wall stretched across the rosd. Ilerny's refusing re-fusing the money bad been a serious obstacle, but not sn unconquerable owe. Hose tonight had given the whole plot Its death blow. With lowering brows hi puffed at hla cigar, groping In his mind for some wsy that might yet be tried. He could not brook the thought of defeat. And yet the more he meditated the more Impregnable and unscalable appeared the wall that stretched across the wsy. CHAPTER XIX. Friend or Toe. For some time sfler Hose had left her. Herny remained on the h-n h. not anovlng. her glance ft-stlne. on that part cf the path whence the young girl's fleure had faded from view. The nlKht slowly drt-prrwd. Impreg-aatlng Impreg-aatlng the gray a-mospliere with a vel ety depth of shadow tnst oored tbrourh it like an Infusion of a darker, denser tlerrieni. Lights came out. First sporadically, here and there blooming through the opaque dusk, wot suddenly, but with an effect or f radualnsss, as though the air was so thick It took some time to break throur.h I. Then came nve. Kowa mt windows appeared In loi-.g. magnl-ted magnl-ted sputters. AM round the plaia there waa a anggestlon of effaced haruxwtBris. aa of a painting which wsd once been sharply outlined and totinant. but was now rubbed into a crates, impressionist study ot shad-ara shad-ara and undefined, yel'ow blur. The golden haloa of lumps blotted the dark at Intervals, and now and then the figures, fig-ures, which had occupied the benches, passed Into the circles of vaporous II- lumlnatlon, and passed out of them, , aa If they had been crossing the stage of a theater. Herny did not move and did not no-n no-n tlce the Increasing chill of the hour or t the moisture beading on her clothes i like wintry rime. She was sunk In an ' abyss of thought, a suspended trance . of contemplation, of receptivity to new Idcns. In one hour her basic estimate of human nature, her accepted mens-t mens-t urement of motives and standards, had been suddenly upset. Her point of view was like a kaleidoscope, which Is unexpectedly turned. Sitting mo- tionless on the bent h she saw the fa-1 fa-1 miliar aspect of life fallpn Into new - shapes, taking on alien forms. She realized that Domlnlck had liev- ! er been huppy with her, and, for the first time, she understood the gulf be-'. be-'. tween them. She saw what the life - waa that be had wanted to lead, and . that he, could have led with the other woman! It would hnve been that very ! form of existence which Herny had at-i at-i ways derided, and thought an outward expression of tho Inward dullness of i people who had children, looked shabby, shab-by, and did not care for money. Now ahe felt unsure aa to whether her scorn of It was not foolish and unenlightened. unen-lightened. As In a sudden forward shoot of a search light, ahe saw them Domlnlck and Hose happy In a way she had never dreamed of being happy. In a world ao far from hers that ahe had never before had a clear look at It, a man and women concentrated upon up-on the piece of life that belonged to them, living passionately for each other, oth-er, Indifferent to all that seemed to ' her of value. She brought her mental vision back from this upon herself and felt shaken 1 and slightly sick. Seeing beyond the 1 circle of her own experience and sen- 1 ni Ion for the Hist time, she would 1 have said to any companion who ' might have shared her thoughts: "No 1 wonder Domlnlck didn't get on with me!" For a dispassionately-content- 1 platlve moment ahe saw herself in Dotnliilck's eyes; she saw their mar- 1 rled life aa It had been to him. She 1 felt sorry for both of them for blm In his forced acquiescence with the ' conditions around him, for herself be- 1 cause of her ignorance of all be bad 1 wanted and expected. ' "I couldn't be any different," she 1 whispered to herself, "that's the way ' I am." I She never could be any different. ' She was o:it kind of woman and Hose ' Cannou waa another, and Domlnlck belonged to Hose Cannon's kind. She did not know that It waa ao much bet- 1 ter than ber kind but It was different. ' They made her feel like an outsider in 1 a distant world, and ti t feeling gave ' her a sensntlon of deadly depression. The burning heat of resentment that ' had made her speak to Hose w aa gone. All the burning heats and angers of 1 the last two months seemed lo belong to the past. An Icy, nostalgic ache of loneliness had bold of ber. The accustomed accus-tomed sense of Intimacy and warm, en-Joying en-Joying Interest in the world what we mean when we talk of "living" had been completely drawn out of her. The cold, biting In to her marrow, at last woke ber to a realization of ber surroundings, and she sat upright, looking bllnkingty to the right and left. The half lit plaza lay like a lake of ahadow surrounded by a circlet of light and girdled by. noise. It waa like the brightness and animation of the She Hurried by the Market Stalls ! ' world f owing round her but not touch- . leg urr, as sb sat alone in the dark- r nesa. She rose suddenly, determined to I escape, if such were possible, from ber gloomy thoughts, and walked - toward the upper end of the aquare, ' directing her steps to the Spanish and I Italian section of the city which Is called the Latin Quarter. She walked I alowly, not knowing where to go, only i determined that ahe would not go home. She thought for a moment of ber sisters, where she could have din- table where the Spanish women sat, unloaded his cargo there, aa he set It out exchanging remarks with the women In their own language and showing no baste to Iterny'a summons. She moved In her chair and muttered angrily. The man behind the lace curtain cur-tain advanced his head and through the Interstices of the drapery tried to look directly at her. In this position posi-tion he could only catch a glimpse of her. but he saw her hand atretched forward to take one of the red beans from the glass saucer In the middle of the table. It was an elegant hand, the skin smooth and w hite, the fingers covered with rings. She again beckoned, beck-oned, thla time peremptorily, and the waiter came. The Hs'ener could hear her voice distinctly aa he watched her reflection In the gtasa. "Why didn't you come when I beckoned beck-oned r she aald abarply. "Hecaus I had other people to watt on." said the waiter with equal asperity. asper-ity. "They waa here before you." "What's the matter wl'h the dinner tonight? It'a all bad." "I ain't cooked It." retorted the man. growing red with Indignation, ha swollen eye glaring fiercely at her. "And no else's complained. I guess It's what's the matter with you?" Iserny made an angry movement omeilms alluded to as "flouncing" and turned her head away from him. "Get me an enchilada," she aald peremptorily, per-emptorily, "and after that some fri-Jolea. fri-Jolea. I don't want anything else." The waiter moved away and the man behind the curtain, aa If satisfied by his long survey, also turned back into the general room. Close to the opening there was aa unoccupied table, and at thla he sat down, laid tie hat on the chair beside him. aad no objective point In view, or at least is in no hurry to reach It Dut thla did not seem to be the case, for when she reached the square she took ber stand on the corner where the Sacramento atreet cars stop. The man drew back Into a doorway door-way opposite. Tbey were the only passengers who boarded the car at that corner. Derny entering the closed interior, the man taking a seat on the outside. He bad It to himself here, and chose the end sent by the window. win-dow. Muttering Imprecations at the cold, he turned up hla overcoat collar and drew hla soft felt hat down over his ears. Hy turning his head he could see between the bars that cross the end windows, the Interior of the car shining with light. Its polished yellow woodwork throwing back the white glare of the electricity. There were only three passengers, two depressed de-pressed looking women In dingy black, and Irny on a line with himself In the comer by the door. He could see her even better here than In the restaurant res-taurant She sat. a small, dark figure, pressed Into the sngle of the seat, her hands clasped In her lap. her eves down. Her hat cast a shadow over the upper part of her face, and below this the end of her nose, her moirh snd chin were revesled At pale snd sharply-cut as an Ivory carving. She seemed to be sunk tn thought and sat motionless; the half of her face he could see. looking very white sgalnst her black fur collar. He waa furtively aurveylng ber, when ahe started, glanced out of the window and algned to the conductor to stop. The man on tie Iront dropped to the ground and stole lightly round the car. ao that Its moving body bid him from ber. Emptlneaa tad silence |