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_ “Ifafl" Dan Msltland, on reaching h1s •Caw York bachelor club, met an attrac tive young woman at tho door. Janitor O'Hagan aaaurad him no one had been Within that day. Dan discovered a wom an's Oncer prints In dost on his desk, alone with a letter from his attorney. Maitland dined with Bannerman. his at torney. Dan set out for Greenfields, to ft his family Jewels. Maitland, on fcnrhlng horns, surprised lady In grav, bracking the oafs containing his gems, ■he, apparently, took him for a well known crook Daniel Anlsty. Half-hyp notized, Maitland opened his safe, took vtersfrom the Jewels, and gave them to Ser. Orst forming a partnership In crime. The real Dan Anlsty, sought by police of be world, appeared. Maitland overcame 1m. He and the girl went to New York In her anto. He had the Jewsla. Bhe Was to meet him that day. A "Mr. Biiaith” Introduced himself as a detec tive. To shield the girl In gray, Maitland, tbout to show him the Jewels, supposedly >st. was felled by a blow from "SnatthV* £?ne* .-The letter proved to be Anlsty elniself and he secured the gems. Anlsty. Who was Maitland's double, masqueraded ■a the latter. The criminal kept Mait land's engagement with tne girl In gray. He gave her the gems The girl In gray Visited Maitland's apartments during Ills Absence and returned gems. Maitland. Without cash, called up his home and heard a woman's voice expostulating. Anlsty. disguised as Maitland, tried to Wring from her the location of the gems. A crash was heard at the front door. Maitland overwhelmed the crook, allow ing him to escape to shield the young Woman. The girl In gray made her es cape. lumping Into a cab. An Instant later, by working a ruse, Anlsty wns at her side. He took her to Attorney Ban berman's office. There, by torture, he tried In vain to wring from her the loca tion of the gems. He left her a moment and she 'phoned O'Hagan, only getting In the words: "Tell Mr. Maitland under tho brass bowl." the hiding place In the lat ter's rooms, when Anlsty heard her Words. Bannerman also was revealed as k crook. He and Anlsty set out to secure the gems and leave town. The girl was ■till Imprisoned. Maitland finding the girl ■Tone, searched his rooms and unearthed the Jewels under the brass bowl. He •truck Anlsty's trail In a big office build ing. where Anlsty was killed. Maitland And girl In gray confessed love for each Kther. To shield her Dan told Hickey she ras Mrs. Maitland. Bannerman died a •elf-confsssed thief. CHAPTER XVII.—Continued. dropped It in the trunk-closet. X found It there. There is something mine In It?” Dumb with misery, she nodded; and rafter a little: "You didn’t look, of •course.” “I had no right,” he said, shortly. "Other men wo-would have thought they had the right. I th think you lad, the circumstances considered. At all events,” steadying her voice, "I eay you have, now. I give you that right Please go and Investigate that hand-bag, Mr. Maitland. I wish you to." He turned and stared at her curious ly. "1 don’t know what to think," he ■aid. "I can not believe-—” “You mu-must believe. I have no right to profit by your disbelief. Dear Mr. Maitland, you have been kind to me, very kind to me; do me this Inst kindness, If you will.” The young face turned to him was gravely and perilously sweet; very nearly ho forgot all else. But that •he would not have. “Do this for mo. What you will find will explain everthing. You will un derstand. Perhaps" — timidly — "per haps you may even find It in your heart to forgive when you understand If you should, my card-case is in the bag. and—” She faltered, biting her Up cruelly to steady a voice quivering with restrained sobs. “Please, please go at once, and—and see for yoursolf!” •he implored him passionately. Of a sudden he found himself re •olved. Indeed, he fancied that it were dangerous to oppose her; she was overwrought, on the verge of los lng her command of self. She wished this thing, and though with all his soul h« hated it, he would do as she de aired. “Very well," he assented quietly * Shall I stop the cab now?" "Please." Me Upped on the roof of the han som and told the cabby to draw In at the next corner. Thus he was put down not far from his home—below the Thirty-third street grade. Neither spoke as he alighted, and she believed that he was leaving her In displeasure and abhorrence; but he had only stepped behind the cab for a moment to speak to the driver. In a moment he wus back, standing by th< step with one hand on the apron and staring in very earnestly and soberlj at the shadowed sweetness of her pal lid face, that gleamed in the gloom there like some pale, shy, sad flower. Could there be evil combined with auch sheer loveliness, with fep.ture: that in every line bodied forth the purity of the spirit that abode within'’ In the soul of him he could not believe that a thief's nature fed canker like a1 the heart of a woman eo divinely naively dear and desirable. And—he would not. "Won’t yon lat me go?” "Just a minute. I—I should like to —If I find that you havo don© nothin? ao v*ry dreadful/’ he laughed uneasi ly. "do you wlsn to know?” "TOu know I do.” She could not help Raying that, letting him see that far into her heart "Ton spoke of my calling, I believe That means tomorrow afternoon, at tha earliest May 1 not call you up on the telephone?” "The number la In the book," she eaid In a tremulous voice. And ycmr name tn the card case’” •Yea.” "And tf I should e&il la bs,ir an "This Is Daniel Maitland . . Sylvia!" “O, I shall not sleep until I know! Good night!” "Good night! Drive on, cabhy.” He stood, smiling queerly, until the hansom, climbing the Park Avenue hill, vanished over Its shoulder. Then swung about and with an eager step retraced his way to his rooms, very confident that God was In his heaven and all well with the world. III. The cab stopped. The girl rose and descended to the walk. The driver touched his hat and reined the horse away. “Good night, ma’am,” he bade her, cheerfully. And she told him “Good night" in her turn. For a moment she seemed a bit hesi tant and fearful, left thus alone. The house in front of which sho stood, like its neighbors, reared a high facade to the tender, star lit sky, Its windows, with drawn shades and no lights wear ing a singular look of blind patience. It had a high stoop and a sunken area. There was a dull glow In one of the basement windows. It was very late—or extremely early. The moon was down, though ita place was In some way filled by the golden dl3k of the clock In the Grand Central station’s tower. The air waa Impreg nated with the sweet and fragrant breath of the new-born day. In the tunnel beneath the street a trolley car rumbled and whined and clanked lone somely. A stray cat wandered out of a cross Btreet with the air at a sea soned debauchee; stopped, scratched Itself with inimitable abandon, and suddenly, mysteriously alarmed at nothing, turned Itself into a streak of shadow that fled across the street and vanished. And, as If affected by Its terror, the gray girl slipped silently into the area and tapped at the lighted window. Almost Immediately the Rate was cautiously opened. A woman’s head looked out. with suspicion. "Oh, thank Heavlngs!” It said, with abrupt fer vor. "I was afraid It mightn't be you. Mias Sylvia. I'm so glad you’re back There ain't—hasn't been a minute these past two nights that I haven't been In a fidget.’’ The girl laughed quietly and passed through the gateway (which waft closed behind her) Into the basement hall, where she lingered a brief mo ment. "My father, Annie?" she Inquired. "He ain’t—hasn't stirred since you w< nt out, Miss Sylvia. He’s Bleepin’ peaceful ns a lamb.’* "Kverythln* Is all right, then?” > that you're home, It is. praises be!" The servant secured the Inner door and turned up the gas. "Not If I was to be given notice to-morrow mornln , she announced, flr..ily, "will 1 ever consent to he a party to such goln’son another night." I here will be no occasion, Annie," said the girl. ‘'Thank you, and—good night.” A resigned slrh—"Good night, Miss Sylvia"—followed her up the stairs. She went very cautiously, careful to brush against, no article of movable furniture in the halls, at pains to make no noise on the stairs. At the door of her father s room on the second floor 1 she slopped and listened for a full m/> ment; but he was sleeping as quietly, as soundly, as the servant had de clared. Then on, more hurriedly, up another flight, to her own room, where she turned on the electric bulb in panic haste. For It had just occurred to her that the telephone bell might ring before she could change her cloth ing and get downstairs and shut her self into the library, whose closed door would prevent the bell from being audible through the house. In less than ten minutes she was stealing silently down to the drawing room floor again, quiet as a spirit of the night. The library door shut with out a sound; for the first time she breathed freely. Then, pressing the button on the wall, she switched on the light in the drop-lainp on the cen ter table. The telephone stood be side it. She drew up a chair and sat down near the instrument, ready to lift the receiver off Its hook the instant the bell began to sound; and waited, the soft light burning in the loosened tresses of her hair, enhancing the soft color that pulsed in her cheeks, fading before the Joy that lived in her eyes when she hoped. For she dared hope—at times; and at times could not but fear. So greatly had she dared, who greatly 1ov/-d, so heavy upon her untarnished heart was the burden of the sin that she had put upon it, because she loved. Perhaps he would not call; perhaps the world was to turn cold and be forever gray to her eyes. He was even then decid ing; at that very moment her happi ness hung in the scales of his mercy. If he could forgive. There was a click. And her face flamed scarlet, as hastily she lifted the receiver to her ear. The armature buzzed sharply. Then central’s voice cut tho stillness. ‘Hello! Nlne-o-fl ve-ooe ?" "Yes.’* "Walt a minute." She waited, breathless. In a quiver. Tho silence sane upon the wire, the silence of tho night through which he was groping toward her. "Hello! Is this nlnoo—” "Yes, yes!” "Is this the residence of Alexander C. Graeme?” "Y'es.” The syllable almost choked her. Is this Miss Graeme at tbe’phone’’” "It is.” "Miss Sylvia Graeme?” "Yes." "This Is Daniel Maitland—Sylvia!” "As If I did not know your voice!” she cried, Involuntarily. There followed a little pause; and In her throat the pulses tightened and drummed. "I have opened the bag, Sylvia_" "Please go on." 1 "And I’ve sounded the depths of your hideous Infamy!” "Oh!” He was .'aughtng. "I've done more. I’ve made % burnt offering within the last five minutes. Can you guess what It Is?” "I—I- don’t want to guess! I want to be told.” "A burnt offering on the altar of your happiness dear. The papora la the case of the Dougherty Investment Company no longer exist/* “Dan!” “Sylvia—Does It please you?** "Don’t you know? How can It de anything but please me? If you knew ' how I have suffered becauso my fa ther suffered, fearing the—No, but you must listen I Dan, it was wearing him down to his grave, and I thought—” “You thought that If you could get the papers and give them to him—" “Yes. I could see no harm, because he was as innocent as you—” “Of course. But why didn’t you ask me?** “He did, and you refused.” “But how could I tell, Sylvia, that you were his daughter, and that I should—” “Hush! CentraJ will hear!” “Central’s got other things to d<v besides listening to early morning con fabulations. I love you.” “Dan.” “Yes?” “I love—to hear you say so, dear.” “Please say that last word over again. I didn’t got It." “Dear.” “And that means that you’ll mar ry me?” A pause. “I say, that means—* “I heard you, Dan.” “But It does, doesn't It?” "Yes.” “When?” “Whenever you please.” “I’ll come up now.” “Don’t be a silly.” “Well, when then? To-day?” "Yes—no!” “But when?" “To-morrow—I mean nex$ week—I mean next month.” “No; to-day at four. I’ll rail for you.” But, Dan." "Sweetheart!" "But you mustn't! How can 1—” “Easily enough. There’s the Little Church-Around-the-Corner—“ "But I've nothing to wear I” “Oh!" Another pause. “Dan. You don’t wish it—truly?" “I do wish it, truly. To-day, at four. The Church of the Transfiguration. Yes, I'll scare up a best man if you'll find bridesmaids. Now you will, won't you ?" “I—if you wish it. dear." “I’ll have to ask you to repeat that.* “I shan’t. There!” “Very well." meekly. “But will you tell me one thing, please?” “What is it?" “Where on earth did you get bold of that kit of tools?” She laughed softly. “My big brother caught a burglar once, and kept the lilt for a remembrance. I borrowed them.” “Give me your big brother’s address and I’ll send ’em back with my thanks —No, by George! I won’t, either. I’ve as much right to keep ’em as he has on that principle.” And again she laughed, very gently and happily. Dear God, that such bap piness could come to one! “Sylvia?” “Yes. dear?” “Do you love me?” "I think you may believe it, when l sit here at four o'clock in the morn ng, listening to a Billy boy talk non sense over a telephone wire.” . "But I want to hear you say sol" “But central—” “I tell you central has other things to do!" At this Juncture the voice of central, Jaded and acidulated, broke in curtly: “Are you through?” Tint END. Butter Boxes Made of Straw. In future the boxes containing but ter shipped from Queensland to Qreat Britain are to be made of straw, and a £50,000 company has been formed to work the business. Butter boxes hitherto have been made of pine, but the drain rpon this timber, owing to the heavy expons, have been so s# vere that the wood is rapidly going up In price. In one month (March, 1008) over 50,000 boxes of butter from Queensland arrived In England— 1,250 tons, worth £^40.000. In the n*;w box a mixture of kaolin and straw is used. It can be produced and sold for Is. At present 3,000.000 boxes are used in Australia annually, costing £200.000. The new box will save the dairy industry about £40,000 a year, as tho material for manufactu# ing the box can be grown in the pad dock which supports a cow, II w.-ighs about 10% pounds, being damp proof and odorless. Proper Classification. 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