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Young Mr Deever met with harsh disappointment when he ca She was chatting at the telephone, her face wreathed in s, "it will be so nice I was afraid I had an engageht, but I haven't Everybody says it's a perfectly lovely play I'm crazy to see it What? About seven-thirty It takes nearly half an hour down on the Clark Street cable Slowest old thing ever All right Good-bye" Then she hung up the receiver and turned upon Eddie, who stood aghast near the desk "Oh, I thought you'd gone"

"Say, as that you were saying over the 'phone? Didn't I ask you--"

"I' to the theatre with Mr Kempshall Why?"

"WHY? Why, you know I asked you to--"

"You didn't specify, Eddie, that's all I'll go soht with you Good-bye" Clackety-clack went theinsult into his very face as it were He traeon

"Confound this detective business, anyhow," he hts later, however, he took Rosie to the play, and on the fourth night he was Drooain in the roon of insinuation which was to affect Bansey living-roo Wells Street, he watched with awe thetouches of a new "invention," the uses of which he did not offer to explain

He ithout a coat and his shirt sleeves were rolled far above the elbows, displaying long, sinewy ar Eddie had seen in Lincoln Park

"I've got a neay of inflicting the death penalty," the gaunt old own "These rascals don't ht their bodies would be everlastingly destroyed by quickli their fellow-land," said Eddie loftily

"Yes, but not until after they're dead," said Drooht of the youth's horror-struck face "Go ahead and sht my pipe Make yourself at home I keep theclosed to keep out the sound of those Wells Street cars It's good of you to cos I'm--I'm not used to it," he said with a wistful touch which was lost to Eddie