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At last, he felt that her eyes were upon hihtly parted, her whole attitude suggestive of intense restraint, Mrs Cable was staring helplessly into the eyes of thethat flashed through Bansemer's brain was the realisation that she was far more beautiful than he had expected her to be There was a truly aristocratic loveliness in the rather piquant face, and she undeniably possessed "manner" Maturity had ie had been kinder than youth He forgot the play, seldoain had been turned to hi, he reached the conclusion that she was not e More than once he lancing surreptitiously at the face of the e, Jaloat over the beauty of this new-found, old acquaintance

In the lobby of the theatre, as they were leaving, he deliberately doffed his hat and extended a pleasant hand to the wife of David Cable She turned deathly pale and there was a startled, piteous look in her eyes that convinced hi for her to do but introduce him to her husband Two ers until then, were asking each other how they liked the play, and Fate was at work

A feeeks after this scene at the theatre young Mr Bansemer dashed across the hall from the elevator and entered his father's office just as Elias Drooovernor, Mr Droo past the old clerk in the outer office

"Left soraciously, his blue eyes staring past the young ested reproach because he was out of the direct line of vision "It is nearly six o'clock--he's never here after five"

"I know that he--I asked you if you knew of his whereabouts Do you--or not?" The self-confident, athletic youth did not stand in physical awe of the clerk

"No," was the simple and sufficient answer

"Well then--I'm off," said Graydon a trifle less airily

Droo feet were encased in rubbers of enore There rim old man, for the weather was far froo