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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, May 18, 1914, NOON EDITION, Image 19

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"Why, how is that?" inquired
Wayne.
"The business house I have been
working for has failed. I can readily
make a new connection, but my little
capital is gone and I could not pay
the rent here until well on in the
month."
"Bless me!" cried Wayne cheerily,
"we always give thirty days' credit to
the. trade, why not to you? Rest
easy, Miss Wharton, and if you wish
to anticipate later returns just speak
to our cashier."
She, gave him a grateful look he
never forgot. Two days later she
came to him with happy beaming
face. t
"Just think of it!" she said buoy
antly. "I have made a new business
connection with so much work to do
that I can employ all my evenings, if
I choose. Can I remain here after
closing time if I pay for the lights?"
Of course there was no objection
to that. Daily Wayne made it a point
Uo pass a few moments chatting with
the industrious little sub-tenant. It
was a relaxation from the grinding
cares of business to bend near to that
pure, hopeful face.
Miss Wharton paid up all arrears
with sparkling thankful eyes. One
evening Wayne insisted on her taking
a respite from her hard work in a spin
in his automobile through the parks.
One evening he brought her a bou
quet of early flowers.
And one evening he never forgot
it he was seated in his room a mile
away from the office, when the tele
phone called with a noisy jangle.
"Mr. Wayne? the tones were
breathless.
"Yes who is this?"
"Your office Miss Wharton."
. "Yes?"
"Cpnie, 6h! come at once. Do not
lose a precious second!"
"What is it?" asked Wayne in star-'
tied wonderment. ""
"I have done a dreadful thing! It
was for your sake oh hurry!
hurry!"
Nerveless hands seemed to drop
the receiver at the other end of the
line. Wayne recognized deep agita-
tion more, distress, and fright in the
rapid accents that had come over the
line Then he sprang to action. A
call to his chauffeur, and within
three minutes he was seated in the
machine, with the speedy mandate,
"Make time."
Wayne reached the building in1
which his office was located. He
rushed up the stairs. The office door
was locked. He was quickly beyond
the barrier. He saw an empty lighted
room. Then, tottering through the
.doorway' of the sub-tenant's apart
ments there showed the sub-tenant
herself.
Her face waa colorless, her eyes
filled with a wild intangible horror.
"Quick, quick1." she gasped, point
ing a terrified finger at the closed
door of the big steel vault tfier,e!
there!" - v
She sank to a chair overcome, well
night at the point of fainting away.
"What do you mean?" Inquired
Wayne. '
"In the vault. I shut them In. Two
men your manager and his friend.
I had to. I turned the combina
tion" Amazed, thrilled, Wayne ran to
ward the vault. He turned the com
bination and swung open the door,
went inside and in turn carried the
two men in succession from the'
stifling air of the vault Woods, his
manager, and his friend, both un
conscious. "Quick the 'phone! These men
are almost overcome. Call a doctor."
"No, the police," said Eleanor, .re
gaining her composure in a measure,
arid then as the men slightly moved
she faltered out her tragic story.
She had been seated in the sub
office in the dark when Woods and
his 'companion came in, never sus
pecting her proximity. She was
amazed, bewildered, shocked at the
conversation that took place.
' It appeared that Woods and this
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