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swinging door, and she did not want to surprise Tom in that manner. However, there was no help for it now. She pushed open the door. There was Tom, in his shirt sleeves, seated at his desk, his hat on the back of his head and a cigar cocked sidewise in his mouth. He looked fat and red, and his appearance quite stunned the girl at first, so that she waited a moment behind the green screen that had been placed in front of the entrance. There were two men in the room, and they were arguing with Tom. From what they said he seemed to be an important political leader. Sheila could see. too, that he wore a big diamond in his shirt front, and a diamond flashed as he raised one finger to emphasize his arguments. And then Tom swore ! She would not have minded. a little oath, perhaps, but what he said was something which she could not have imagined on the lips that had kissed her. She was so startled that she came out from behind the screen, and the men looked at her, and she looked at Tom; and suddenly Tom leap ed to his feet and cried : "Sheila!" And added another oath. , Sheila went up to Tom and the two men withdrew hastily, for they did not wish to intrude upon what was, they suspected, some secret in their leader's life. Sheila looked at Tom very steadily, and then she began to cry. "Tom, Tom!" she sobbed, drawing close to him. "I couldn't wait any longer. I came. I wanted you so and I thought I would surprise you. Are you not glad to see me, dear?" Tom had been standing as though petrified. Now he found his tongue. n "Sheila." he said hoarselv "I've been married eight years." Sheila waited. Surely there was more to come. Surely this could aot be all, the end, the ab solute end of everything. Why, if that were so she would die. No! What should she do, though? What should she do? She want ed to run away. Tom was speaking and Sheila heard his voice, but she did not see him because of the gathering clouds. She caught to support herself at the edge of the screen. "I suppose I've given you a pretty raw deal, kid," said Tom, "but I loved you and love you still only they yoked'me up with my woman one night when I had been drinking and didn't know what I was doing. I tell you, kid, my life has been hell since that" day. And I couldn't give you up, mavourneen I couldn't. Time and again I thought, 'if Sheila won't give me up I'll get a divorce and send for her.' But I was get ting to be a big man in the dis- M LUVl, dUU UIVUH.L dill I (U1UHLU 111 our church, as you .know, my dear, and if I'd done it I'd have set the priest against me, and then goodby to my power. So I just waited, hoping the old wom an would die or something would turn up. But listen, Sheila" he had drawn closer to her and she;