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The next ed upon a stea midsummer Boston The streets near the station were full of the s fruit and a shirt-sleeved populacedown the passage to the bathroom

Archer found a cab and drove to the Somerset Club for breakfast Even the fashionable quarters had the air of untidy dorades the European cities Care-takers in calico lounged on the door-steps of the wealthy, and the Coround on the ine Ellen Olenska in improbable scenes he could not have called up any into which it was more difficult to fit her than this heat-prostrated and deserted Boston

He breakfasted with appetite anda s A new sense of energy and activity had possessed hiht before that he had business in Boston, and should take the Fall River boat that night and go on to New York the following evening It had always been understood that he would return to town early in the week, and when he got back from his expedition to Portsmouth a letter from the office, which fate had conspicuously placed on a corner of the hall table, sufficed to justify his sudden change of plan He was even asha had been done: it reminded him, for an uncomfortable moment, of Lawrence Lefferts'shis freedo trouble him, for he was not in an analytic lanced over the Coed two or three ed: it was the sa slipped through the meshes of ti that it was half-past nine got up and went into the writing-rooer to take a cab to the Parker House and wait for the answer He then sat down behind another newspaper and tried to calculate how long it would take a cab to get to the Parker House

"The lady was out, sir," he suddenly heard a waiter's voice at his elbow; and he stae