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He established a systee over her that drove her al round for?" she would deate "D'you suppose I never want to be byup with soirls"

But she never lost him He was beside her or at her heels, his small

crafty eyes on her When he walked behind her there was a sensuous gleam

in them

After a feeeks she became terrified There was a coldness of deviltry

in him, she knew And he had the whip-hand She was certain he knew

about the watch, and her iony of fear Suppose

he went to her father? Why, if he knew, didn't he go to her father?

She suspected him, but she did not knohat She kneas

an eneovernment, save that of the mob, that he was an

incendiary, a firebrand who set on fire the brutish passions of a

certain type of malcontents She knew, for all he pretended to be the

voice of labor, he no more represented the honest labor of the country

than he represented law and order

She watched him sometimes, at the table, when on Sundays he ate the