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CHAPTER SIX. (Continued.)
Perenna took the card from the
tray afid read M. Desmalions’
name. He went to the window',
opened it and, with the aid of the
overhead mirror, looked into the
Place du Palais-Bourbon. Half a
dozen men were walking about.
He recognized them. They were
his usual watchers, those whom
he had got rid of on the evening
before and who had come to re
sume their observation.
“No others?” he said to him
self. “Come, we have nothing to
fear, and the prefect of police has
none but the best intentions to
ward me. It was what 1 expected;
and 1 think that I was wrell ad
vised to save his life.”
M. Desmalions entered without
a word. All that he did was to
bend his head slightly, with a
movement that might be taken for
a howr. As for Weber, who was
with him, he did not even give
himself the trouble to disguise his
feelings toward such a man as Per
enna.
Don Luis took no direct notice
of this attitude, but, in revenge,
ostentatiously omitted to push for
ward more than one chair. M.
Desmalions. however, preferred to
walk about the room, with his
hands behind his back, as if to con
tinue his reflections before speak
ing.
The silence was prolonged. Don
Luis waited patiently. Then, sud
denly, the prefect stopped and
said:
“When you left the Boulevard
Richard-Wallace, monsieur, did
you go straight home?”
Don Luis did not demur to this
cross examining manner and an
swered :
“Yes, Monsieur le Profet.”
“Here, to your study?”
“Here, to my study.”
M. Desmalions paused and then
went oil;
"I left 30 or 40 minutes after
yon and drove to the police office
in my ear. There ! received this
express letter. Read it. You will
■ee that it was handed in at the
Bourse at 9:30. ’ ’
Don Luis took the letter and
read the following words, written
in capital letters:
This is to info*™ you that Gaston
Kauvcrand. after making Ills escape,
rejoined his accomplice Perenna, who,
as you know, is none other than Arsene
Lupin. Arsene Lupin gave you Sauver
and’s address in order to get rid of him
and to receive the Mornington inherit
ance. They were reconciled this morn
ing, and Arsene Lupin suggested u sufe
hiding place to Sauverand. It is easy to
provo their meeting and their complic
ity. Sauverand handed Lupin the half
of the walking stick which he had
carried away unawares. You will find
It under the cushions of a sofa standing
between the two windows of Perenna’s
atudy.
Don Luis shrugged his shoul
ders. The letter was absurd; for
he had not once left his study. He
folded it tip quietly and handed it
to the prefect of police without
comment. He was resolved to let
M. Desmalions lake the initiative
in the conversation.
The prefect asked:
“What is your reply to the ac
cusation?”
“None, Monsieur le Prefet.”
"Still, it is quite plain and easy
to prove or disprove.”
"Very easy, indede, Monsieur le
Prefet; the sofa is there, between
the windows.”
M. Desmalions waited two or
three seconds and then walked to
the sofa and moved the cushions,
Under one of them lay the lmndU
end of the walking stick.
Don Luis could not repress- u
gesture of amazement and auger
He had not for a second contem
plated the possibility of such i
miracle; and it took^him un
awares. However, he mastem
himself. After all. there was noth
ing to prove that this half of i
walking stick was really tha
which had been seen in Oastoi
Sanverand's hands and whiel
Sauverand had carried away bj
mistake.
"I have the other half on me,’
naid the prefect of police, replyin)
to the unspoken objection. “Dep
uty Chief Weber himself picked i
up on the Boulevard Rieliard-Wal
lace. Here it is.”
He produced it from the insidi
pocket of his overcoat and tried it
The ends of the two pieces fitte*
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exactly.
There was a fresh pause, Per
enna was confused, as were those,
invariably, upon whom he himself
used to inflict this kind of defeat
and humiliation, lie could not get
over it. By what prodigy had Gas
ton Sauverand managed, in that
short space of 20 minutes, to enter
the house and make his way into
this room? Even the theory of an
accomplice living in the house did
not do much to make the phenome
non easier to understand.
“it upsets all my calculations,”
lie thought, “and I shall have to
go through the mill this time. I
was able to baffle Mine. Fauville’s
accusation and to foil the trick of
the turquoise. But M. Desmalions
will never admit that this is a simi
lar attempt and that Gaston Hau
verand has tried, as Marie Fauvillc
did, to get me out of the way by
compromising me and procuring
my arrest.”
“Well,” exclaimed M. Desma
lions impatiently, “answer! De
fend yourself!”
“No, Monsieur le Prefet, it is
not for me to defend myself.”
M. Desmalions stamped his foot
and growled :
“In that ease * * * in that ease
* * # since you confess * * *
since-”
lie put his hand on the latch of
the window, ready to open it. A
whistle and the detectives would i
burst in and all would be over.
“Shall 1 have your inspectors ■
called, Monsieur le Prefet?” asked :
Don Luis.
M. Desmalions did not reply, lie j
let go the window latch ' and'
started walking about the room
again. And, suddenly, while Per
enna was wondering why he still
hesitated, for the second time the
prefect planted himself in front of
him, and said:
Aim suppose l looked upon the !
incident of the walking stick ns1
not having occurred, or, rather, as
an incident which, while doubtless
proving the treachery of your ser-'
vants, is not able to compromise!
yourself? Suppose 1 look only the !
services which you have already
rendered us into consideration? In |
a word, suppose I left you free?”!
Perenna could not help smiling.1
Notwithstanding the affair of the!
walking stick and though appear-1
ances were all against him, at the
moment when everything seemed
to he going wrong, things were
taking the course which lie had
phophesied from the start, and
which he had mentioned to Maze
roux during the inquiry on the
Boulevard Sucliet. They*wanted
him.
Free ? ” he asked. ‘ ‘ No more
supervision ? Nobody shadowing
my movements?”
“Nobody.”
“And what if the press cam
paigu around my name continues,
if the papers succeed, liy means of
certain pieces of tittle tattle, of
certain coincidences, in creating a
public outcry, if they call for
measures agaiust me?”
“Those measures shall not be
taken.”
“Then I have nothing to fear?”
“Nothing.”
“Will M. Weber abandon his
prejudices against me?”
“At any rate, lie will act, as
though he did, won't you,
Weber?”
The deputy chief uttered a few
grunts which might be taken as
, an expression of assent: and Don
, Luis at once exclaimed :
■ “ lti that case, Monsieur le Pre
fet, l am sure of gaining the vic
i tory and of gaining it in accord
. anee with the wishes and require
ments of the authorities.”
i And so. by a sudden change in
I the situation, after a series of cx
I eeptional circumstances, the po
- lice themselves, bowing before
i Don Luis Perenna s superior
1 qualities of mind, acknowledging
i all that he bad already done and
i foreseeing all that be w*uld be
! able to do, decided to back him up,
begging for his assistance, and
offering him. so to speak, the eom
j maud of affairs.
It was a flattering compliment,
t Was it addressed only to Don Luis
- Perenna? Aud had Lupin, the
terrible, undaunted Lupin, no
u right to claim bis share? W'as it
. possible to believe that M. Desma
1 lions, in bis heart of hearts, did
not admit the identic of 1 lie two
persons ?
Nothing in the prefect’s atti-1
tilde gave any clue to liis secret
thoughts. He was suggesting to
Don Luis Perenna one of those
compacts which the police are j
often obliged to conclude in order
to gain their ends. The compact j
was concluded, and no more was ,
said upon the subject.
“Do you want any particulars
of me?" asked the prefect of po
lice.
“Yes, Monsieur le Prefet. The
papers spoke of a notebook found
in poor Inspector Verot's pocket.
Did the notebook contain a clue of
any kind?”
“No. Personal notes, lists of dis
bursements, that’s all. Wait, I j
| was forgetting, there was a photo
| graph of a woman, about which
; 1 have not yet been able to obtain
| the least information. Besides, I
don't suppose that it bears upon
the case and J have not sent it to
the newspapers. Look, here it is.”
Perenna took the photograph
which the prefect handed him and
! gave a start that did not escape
M. Desmalions’ eye.
“Do you know the lady?”
“No. No, Monsieur le Prefet. I
thought I did; but no, there’s
merely a resemblance—a family
likeness, which 1 will verify if you
can leave the photograph with me
till this evening.”
“Till this evening, yes. When
j you have done with it, give it back
I to Sergeant Mazeroux, whom I
will order to work in concert with
you in everything that relates to
the Morningtou case.”
The interview was now over.
The prefect went away. Don Luis
saw him to the door. As M. Des
malions was about to go down the
steps, he turned and said simply:
“You saved my life this morn
ing. But for you, that scoundrel
Sauverand-”
“Oh, Monsieur le Prefed!” said
Don Luis, modestly protesting.
“Yes, I know, you are in the
habit of doing that sort of thing,
j All the same, you must accept my
thanks.”
And the prefect, ol police made
a bow such as he would really
have made to Don Luis Perenna,
the Spanish noble, the hero of the
Foreign legion. As for Weber, lie
put his two hands in his pockets,
walked past with the look of a
muzzled mastiff, and gave his ene
my a glance of fierce hatred.
“By Jupiter!” thought Don
Luis. “There’s a fellow who won’t
miss me when he gets a chance to
shoot!”
Looking through a window, lie
saw M. Desmalion’s motor car
i drive off. The detectives fell in
| behind the deputy chief and left
i the Place du Palais-Bourbon. The
| siege was raised.
; “And now to work!’’ said Don
i Luis. “My hands are free, and we
j shall make things hum.”"
He called the butler.
“ Serve lunch; and ask Mile.
1 Levasseur to come and speak to
me immediately after.”
Ho went to the dining room and
sat down, placing on the table the
photograph which M. Desmalions
had left behind; and, bending
over it, he examined it atentively.
It was a little faded, a little worn,
as photographs have a tendency to
become when they lie about in
pocket books or among papers;
but the picture Avas quite clear. It
Avas the radiant picture of a young
Avoman in evening dress, with bare
arms and shoulders, Avith flowers
; and leaves in her hair and a smile
[ upon her face.
“Mile. Levasseur, Mile. Levas
Iseur,” he said. ‘‘Is it possible!”
| In a corner Avas a half obliter
lated and hardly visible signature,
i He made out, “Florence,” thfc
! girl’s name, no doubt. And he re
!peated:
j “Mile. Levasseur, Florence Le
j vassouv. Hoav did her photograph
Iconic to be in Inspector Verot’s
; pocket book? And what is the
! connection betAveen this adven
ture end the reader of the Hun
garian count from whom 1 took
over the house?”
He remembered the incident of
the iron curtain. He remembered
the article in the Echo dc France,
| an article aimed against him, of
i which he had found the rough
draft m his own courtyard. And,
above all, he thought of the prob
lem of that broken Avalkiug stick
! conveyed into his study,
j And, while bis mind Avas striv
ing to read these events clearly,
j while he.tried to settle the part
■played by Mile. Levasseur, his
eyes remained fixed upon the pho
tograph and he gazed absent
mindedly at the pretty lines of the
mouth, the charming smile, the
graceful curve of the neck, the
|admirable SAveep of the shoulders.
The door opened ^suddenly and
i'Mile. Levasseur burst into the
i room. Perenna, Avho had dismissed
> the butler, was raising to his lips
: a glass of Avater Avhieh he had just
- filled for himself. She sprang for
I ward, seized, bis arm, snatched the
' glass from him and'flung it on the
carpet, where it smashed to pieces.
| “Have you drunk any of it?
Have you drunk any of it?” she
gaspe I, in a choking voice,
lie replied:
; “No, not yet. Why?”
She stammered:
“The water in that bottle * * *
the water in that bottle-”
“Well?”
“It’s poisoned!”
He leapt from his ehair, an<i
in his turn, gripped her arm
fiercely:
“What's that? Poisoned! Are
you certain? Speak!”
In spite of his usual self control,
he was this time thoroughly
alarmed. Knowing the terrible ef*
facts of the poison employed by
the miscreants whom he was at*
tacking, recalling the corpse of In
spector Verot, the corpses of I lip*
polyte Fauville and his son, he
know that, trained though he was
to resist comparatively large doses
of poison, he could not have es
caped the deadly action of this. It
was a poison that did not forgive;
that killed, surely and fatally.
The girl was silent. He raised
his voice in command:*
“Answer me! Are you cer
tain?”
“No * * * Tt was an idea that
entered my head—a presentiment
* * # certain coincidences-”
It was as though she regretted
her words and now tried to with
draw them.
“Come, come,” he cried, “I
want to know the truth: You’re
not certain that the water in thif
bottle is poisoned?”
“No * * # it's possible-”
“Still, just now-”
“I thought so. But no * * *
no!”
“It's easy to make sure,” said
Perenna, putting out his hand for
the water bottle.
Sh i was quicker than he, seized
it and, with one blow, broke it
agaiurt the table.
“What are you doing?” he said
agrily.
“I made a mistake. And so
there is no need to attach any im
portance-”
Don Luis hurriedly left the din
ing room. By his orders, the water
which he drank was drawn from a
filter that stood in a pantry at the
end of the passage leading from
the dining room to the kiteliens
and beyond. He ran to it and took
from a shelf a bowl which he filled
with water from the filter. Then,
continuing to follow the passage,
which at this spot branched off
toward the yard, he called Mirza,
the puppy, who was playing by
the stables.
“Here,” he said, putting the
bowl in front of her.
The puppy began to drink. But
she stopped almost at once and
stood motionless, with her paws
tense and stiff. A shiver passed
through the little body. The dog
gave a hoarse groan, spun round
two or three times, and fell.
“She’s dead,” he said', after1
touching the animal.
Mile. Levasseur had joined him*
He turned to her and rapped outj
“You were right about the poi
son—and you knew it. How did
“you know it ? ”
All out of breath, she checked
the beating of her heart and an
swered:
“I saw the other puppy drink
ing in the pantry. She’s dead. I
told the coachman and the chauf
feur. They’re over there, in the
stable. And I ran to warn you.”
“In that case, there was no
doubt about it. Why did you say
that you were not certain that the
water was poisoned, when-”
The chauffeur and the coaclD
man were coming out of the sta
bles. Leading the girl away, Pen
enna said:
“We must talk about this. Wo
will go to your rooms.”
They went back to the bend irt
the passage. Near the pantry
where the filter was, another pas
sage ran, ending in a flight of
three steps, with a door at the top
of the steps. Perenna opened this
door. It was the entrance to the
rooms occupied by Mile. Levas
seur. They went into a sitting
room.
Don Luis closed the entrance
door and the door of the sitting
room.
“And now,” he said, in a reso
lute tone, “you and I will have an
explanation.”
(Continued isext week.)
Preparing For a Harvest.
From the Youth's Companion.
The Pltsburgh Dispatch tells a story
with a moral that should be considered by
every yuung woman who is In the habit of
choosing that particularly unfortunate
kind of hat that the young woman In the
street car wore. The hat was trimmed
with artificial oats, which nodded and
trembled, persistently tickling the ear of
' the man seated next to her. He stood
It tn silence for some time; then he osten
i tatlously took a huge pocketknifa out of
his pocket and began to sharpen It on (he
solo of his boot.
"Whatever are you g-golng to d-d do?”
cried the girl.
I "Don't worry, miss!” eald the man, test
ing the blade on his thumb. "But the next
time as them oats gets in my ear there's
t going to be a harvest.
Navy Slang Cataloged.
From the New York Tribune.
Angel cake and wine—bread and water.
Ballast—hash.
Battle wagon—battleship.
Before the stick--called before the cap
tain.
Black gang-firemen and engine room
men.
Boio men—warrant officers.
Boot—a recruit.
Brig—prison.
Buddy—shiprna te.
Charley Noble—smoke stack.
Chow—food.
Bream sack—hammock.
Fiat foot—sailor.
First luff—executive officer.
Galley—kitchen.
Galley rat—cook.
Gear—equipment.
General cargo—Sunday night supper.
Jack o’ the dust—storekeeper.
Java— coffee.
Jimmy legs— master-at-arms.
Kiyi -scrub brush.
Leather neck—a marine.
Nigger beefsteak— liver.
Rise and shine—get up and woijc.
Schooner on the rocks—stew.
Scullery maid—dishwasher. ,
Sparks—electricians.
Spig—foreigner.
Spit kid—small gunboat.
Tender—pepper.
Turn to -get to work.
Boy-Ed Writes on U. S.
_ From the London Times.
Captain Boy-Ed, the notorious German
naval attache at Washington, is now
openly described as ‘‘President of the
News Bureau and of Press Department
of the Admiralty Staff.*' He delivered
a lecture a few days ago at Munich on
"The United States and the Submarine
War," in which he declared that the in
tervention of America could not possibly
have been prevented, unless Germany
had been ready definitely to abandon all
prospects of victory.
Captain Boy-Ed admits that the in
crease in American shipbuilding has been
"immense,” but he says that wooden
ships have been proved to be uneconom
ical, that the necessary coal and steel
are lacking for the construction of steel
Ships, and that there is difficulty in train
ing workmen, and ttiat there is also diffi
culty in manning the ships. Captain Boy
Ed still asserts that the Americans desire
merely to maintain a balanoo between
England and Germany, and he says that
it Is impossible for America to chock ths
steady reduction of allied tonnage.
The Farmer's Hours.
From the Iroquois (S. D.) Chief.
In commenting on the daylight saving
plan the Huronite says: “To the farmer
the new law will be of inestimable value.
It will be the means of allowing him much
more time in the morning and evening to
carry out his work, which tills year is
needed mere than ever.” The Huronite is
evidently laboring under the delusion that
the daylight law regulates the sun and
adds an extra hour of daylight to every
24 hours, this extra hour of daylight tak
ing the plaee of an hour of darkness. At
least that is the only way it could allow
the farmer "much more time in the morn
ing and evening to carry out his work."
It may be news to the Huronite, but dur
ing these busy months farmers utilize all
daylight hours, regardless of what the
clock says.
Her Objection.
From London Answers.
Mrs. Higgins was an Incurable grum
bler. She grumbled at everything and
every one. But at last the. vicar thought
he had found something about which she
could make on complaint—the old lady's
crop of potatoes was certainly the finest
for miles around.
“Ah. for once you must he well pleased,"
he said, with a beaming smile, as ho met
her In the village street. “Every one.'s
saying how splendid your potatoes are
this year."
The old lady glared at him as sho an
swered :
“They’re not so poor. But where's the
bad ones for the pigs?”
Well Mated.
From the Detroit Free Press.
“They are ideally mated.”
“So?”
“Yes, they learned to play bridge from
the same instructor.” '
Unanimous.
From the Ground Hog.
“I was reading where Mr. Edison says
that four hours’ sleep is enough for any
man."
“That seems to be the baby’s Idea, too."
For heating small rooms a gas wall
radiator, resembling the usual hot ait
affair, has been invented.
SHE’S HEROINE OF
CAPITAL ROMANCE
Miss Elsie Calder.
Washington, L>. C., April 20.—Tlie re
cently announced engagement of Miss
Elsie ('alder, daughter of Senator nnd
Mrs. Calder, and Eieut. Robert C. Eee,
U. H. N„ is ot' particular interest to
friends here, as the love affair has been
regarded as a distinctly official ro
mance.
Roth of the young people are of the
Washington official set and It was at
an official reception at Washington two
'•ears ago that they first met. Miss
Calder hag spent but little time in
Washington during the past winter,
having a greater interest in the war
work she has been occupied iu Brook
lyn than in any social affairs Washing
•cn might offer Just now.
AMERICAN HOSPITAL
OPENS IN LONDON
fs Located in Horae of Noted
Author Who Donated It For
That Purpose.
Liverpool.—The first hospital for Ameri
can soldiers In Great Britain has been
opened in Liverpool. All other hospitals
thus far opened In the British Isles have i
been for American officers. The Liver
pool hospital is known as American Red
Gross military hospital No. 4 and Is situ
ated in the Mossley Iltll district, the most
fashionable residential section about threa
miles from the downtown business part
of the city. Already many American sol
diers occupy its cheerful wards and
many others In the convalescent stage,
clad in hospital pale blue are walking
about the spacious grounds.
The hospital proper occupies Mossley
•House, the former home of Dr. Edmund
Knowles Muspratt, a noted authority on
chemistry and one of Liverpool's leading
citizens, who when he heard that the
Americans wanted it gladly turned it over
to them. It occupies the highest eleva
tion in the city. A typical old gothic style
English town house, it stands in the cen
ter of seven acres of beautiful grounds,
the flower gardens of which are rapidly
being converted Into plots for raising
vegetables. An American flag, flying
from the tall staff in front of the grounds
can be seen a great distance, and assist*
Visitors to find the place.
The head of the hospital Is Major Udo
J. Wile. Medical Officers Reserve Corps,
United States Army, who Is a member of
the faculty of the University of Michigan
at Ann Arbor. Major Wile came here
;ast November and has worked untiringly
to outfit the institution. In this he has
been assisted by Joseph R. Morris of Chi
cago, representing the American Red
dross. The major's staff consists of five
officers—three captains and two lieuten
ants. The personnel of the place includes
10 American Red Cross nurses, 12 ser
geants and 20 privates, Miss Marlon Wel
ler, a graduate of the New- York hospital.
Is chief nurse.
Major Wile is proud of the fact that 34
days after Mossley House was taken over
It was a fully equipped American hospital
ready for Its first patients. Today it has
150 beds with room for expansion to 82#
beds. The institution Is equipped through
out on tho American plan. This especial
ly Is true of the hot water heating plant
and of the plumbing and elCCtrleal in
stallments, all of which work was facili
tated largely through the efforts of the
British Royal Engineers who helped draw
up the plans and put them Into execution
In these days of labor shortage.
The hospital now has. 10 wards for sol
diers, two email officers’ wards and in
operating room, besides the administra
tive offices. It boasts two ambulances of
tile latest type, one given by Richard
Pearce, an American resident in Liver
pool and the second by an anonymous
donor.
About 200 yards from the hospital they
are building two Isolation wards, each
designed to accommodate 100 contagious
disease patients. These are one story
structures of brick and concrete. Each
will have four 10-bed wards with two
small wards in the center for officers. A
feature will be discharge rooms where
outgoing patients can don their new
garments.
PROFITEERS NUMEROUS
AMONG HUNGARIANS
Washington—Austria-Hungary Is afflict
ed with a horde of food profiteers and
hoarders, according to Hungarian news
papers just received here. The govern
ment, they claim, has proceeded against
194 persons In 31 cases of profiteering and
hoarding. Many of the schemes for the
securing of food, are original;
One man, a printer of Budapest, carried
on a flourishing business in food cards—
which he had printed himself. He go two
years. Another man, a discharged^ sol
dier, took lodgings under false names
and received cards for each name. When
arrested he had 22 food cards and 16 false
registration papers.
TRANSPLANT BIG HERD
OF ALASKA REINDEER
Cordova, Alaska, (by mall).-‘Alaska
reindeer which heretofore havo roamed
only in the tundra country of tho Se
ward peninsula of northwestern Alas
ka, are to be planted in the Copper
River valley of southwestern Alaska,
north of Cordova. The reindeer orig
inally were brought by the United
States government front Siberia and
transplanted in northwestern Alaska.
The task of transplanting the ani
mals lias been undertaken by the bu
reau of native education. Herders will
bring the deer overland this spring
from Nome to Cordova, a distance of
approximately 900 miles.
Gorman Ways in Chile.
From the I.oiKlon Times.
A correspondent in Chile draws atten
tion to an organization in that country
called tho “German Chilean League”
(Deutseh-Chlleniseher Bund). It is rich
and well managed, and there is no doubt
that it is an outwork of the Pan-Germans.
In a recently published expensive and
weil arranged almanac the objects and
aspirations of the league are defined.
Appended is a translation of some of the W
passages of tills document:
The league desires to bind and strength
en the bond of Germanism in tho country.
By close friendships with the better' das*
Chileans of other descent, It aims at pro
pagating German ways in Chile.
The objects of the league are: The study
of Germanism in Chile; close friendship
and relationship between Germany and
Chile; the maintenance, strengthening,
and propagation of kultur in Chile. Our
principal efforts must be devoted to the
first two objects by means of the propa
ganda of the schools and of the press,
and to the last object by means of a thor
ough administration.
in these perilous times, when German
ism flints itself fighting nearly file whole
world, it is incumbent upon the league to
devote itself to its ends, and It is during
these times that tile league finds the
justification of its existence and well be
ing for the development of German >nter
prlMt of German schools, -and education.
The league regards the fight for Chilean
neutrality as its duty. It regards ita work
for fjermanlsni during the war as war
assistance, its demand for money for the
purpose as an aid to war expenses.
Coeds in the Library.
From the Chicago Tribune.
“is this the botanical library? Well, I
should like to have a copy of Ruskln's
'Sesame and Lilies.’ ”
“Will you please give me a copy of
Ibid’s Book 111?”
"I would l.ke to have G. B. Shaw’s
The Way of All Flesh
“What book do you desire?” the young
man at the desk asked the modest young
lady.
“Why, sir, where do you keep Ro
mance?’ ’’
"You will find ’’Romance’ in the littl*
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