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got past the little shop and stared
excitedly in. all directions. He sud
denly observed her and ran up to her.
"Have you noticed a tall, thin, dark
young man pass by here carrying a
bundle done up in a shawl?" he shot
out quickly, forcibly.
"No," replied Mrs. Howard, recoil
ing from a sinister face set with evil
eyes that seemed to glow into her
The man disturbed her nay, more,
alarmed. She closed and doublelocked
the front door. The rear one had
been left open to insure a circulation
.of air. She hastened through the un
lighted rear room to secure it also. As
she closed it Mrs. Howard felt some
wet, cold substance upon iW knob
smeared across her hand. She went
back to the front to inspect it
"Blood!" she gasped and trembled
all over. Then she earned the store
lamp into the middle living apart
ment. It was to confront a new
amazing disclosure. Upon its floor lay
a mati "tall, thin, dark!" Across
his forehead was a lurid gash. In one
arm he shelterihgly held a shawl-en-.
veloped burden. She made it out to
be a cherub-faced infant, slumbering
The spectacle dumfounded her and
then appealed to her deepest emotions
"as would a thrilling and entrancing
picture. The man. suggested a poetic
nature. In a senselis face was beau
Jiful. The child was like some stray
cherub dropped from the skies. It
was clear that the young man was
insensible. He stirred-and she drew
back. He raised up and scared about
in a dazed way. Then he shivered
Plainly, across the pavement in
front of the store echoed the sharp
clamp of that metal-ended false limb.
It passed, repassed, faded away in the
It was just here that the wound
ed man discovered the woman. He
painfully arose to his feet. His elo
quent dark eyes appealed to .her.
"Madam,' he faltered, "forgive!
See, I have affrighted you. The in
trusion the shock the blood oh,
forgive. Because of the little ong,
as you love children, protect this
dear, innocent child.. She is pursued
by murder. She is last of a doomed "
family. Madam, do not be terrified.
Allow us to shelter here till the
scourge has passed the dread, med- '
Mrs. Howard fancied she under-,
stood. At least the imperiled child ap-"
pealed to her. As to the man, his'
open, beautiful face fascinated her
She hastily drew down all the cur-f
tains. She went for towels and ar
bowl of water. He seized her hand
and kissed it fervently when she,
dressed his wound. She thrilled atj;
the contact of his grateful lips.
By sections his tragic story came "
out. He, Arlo Badein, had been the
friend and companion of one Victor
Ramonez. An old-world vendetta pur
sued Ramonez and his lovely wife.
The man with the false limb had
located them and murdered them.1
Nearly at the cost of his life Badein'
had saved the child.
There was but one thing to do, he ',
told Mrs. Howard. He must remain .
until he could get word to the grand
father of the little orphan in Portu
gal. Would she shield him, penni
less, until Don Castro Romanez ar-;
rived to take the menaced child out
of the country1? ' Ah, surely the don
would reward her!
Because of her good heart and
womanly sympathy, Leila Howard
consented. Badein aided her in
making candies for the little store
He assumed the domestic cares.
Then one day the don came. He "
took the child away, but not until he.
had talked long and earnestly with '
Badein. They departed together, but '
with an eager lovelight in his eyes,.
Arlo Badein promised Mrs. Howard to
She sat listening to the footsteps.'
that evening as usual. Suddenly her
heart beat fast. Tripping feet came.