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"Well," said Hugh, a fewI feel certain that he is either the mysterious Sparrow himself, or one of his chief accomplices"

"The Sparrow? Who is he--dear?" asked Dorise, her hand upon her lover's shoulder

"Let's sit down so the park by the sate, Dorise led hiether, he related all he had been told concerning the notorious head of a cri known to his confederates, and the underworld of Europe generally, as Il Passero, or The Sparrow

"How very remarkable!" exclaimed Dorise, when he had finished, and she, in turn, had told hi and going of the er from Malines "I wonder if he really is the notorious Sparrow?"

"I feel convinced he is," declared Hugh "He senter too great He was, no doubt, ht when he found me here"

"He certainly was quite as surprised as irl replied, happy beyond expression that her lover was once again at her side

In his strong ar her upon the lips in a frenzy of satisfaction--long, sweet kisses which she reciprocated with a whole-heartedness that told him of her devotion There, in the shadow, he whispered to her his love, repeating what he had told her in London, and again in Monte Carlo

Suddenly he put a question to her: "Do you really believe I ah," she answered frankly

"Ah! Thank you for those words," he said, in a broken voice "I feared that you uilty"

"I know you are not Mother, of course, says all sorts of nasty things--that you --and all that"

"My escape certainly gives colour to the belief that I am in fear of arrest And so I am Yet I swear that I never attempted to haro there at all, dear?" the girl asked "You surely knew the unenviable reputation borne by that woman!"

"I know it quite well," he said "I expected to ood woh," she said

"No, darling You, of course, cannot understand!" he exclaimed "I admit that I followed her home, and I demanded an interview"