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"But what has he done--where is he?" cried the htened whisper, "But the matter can be hushed up--there need be no publicity--oh, that would killvoice," I represent the 'Evening Spy' I wish to obtain froraceful affair" Then, seeing Mrs Haldane, who had dropped her veil, and was tre; I--"

"Yes, sir, you are intruding," said Mr Arnot harshly

"Then, perhaps, sir, you will be so kind as to step outside for a moment I can take down your words rapidly, and--"

"Step outside yourself, sir I have nothing whatever to say to you"

"I beg you to reconsider that decision, sir Of course, a full account of the affair 's 'Spy' It will be your own fault if it is not true in all respects It is said that you have acted harshly in theHaldane's first offence, and--"

"Leave my office!" thundered Mr Arnot

The lynx-eyed reporter, while speaking thus rapidly, had been scrutinizing the veiled and tre lady, and he was scarcely disappointed that she now rose hastily, and threw back her veil as she said eagerly: "Why must the whole affair be published? You say truly that his offence, whatever it is, is his first Surely the editor of your paper will not be so cruel as to blast a young race!"

"Mrs Haldane, I presulyphics in his note-book

"Yes," continued the lady, speaking from the ie of the world, "and I will pay willingly any amount to have the wholeof this kind, for I have no husband to shelter roaned in spirit that he had not considered this case in any of its aspects save those which related to his business He had for all other considerations as unworthy of attention, but here, certainly, was a s deeply," said the reporter, in a tone that never for a second lost its professional cadence, "but I ret that your hopes cannot be realized Your son's act could scarcely be kept a secret after the fact--known to all--that he has been openly dragged to prison through the streets," and the gatherer of news and sensations kept an eye on each of his victin in his note-book indicated the visible wincing of the enraged and half-distracted ine off the track, hissing and helpless; and a few other equally obscure ested to the initiated the lady's words as she half shrieked: "My son dragged through the streets to prison! By wholy into a chair, and covered her face with her hands, as if to shut out a harrowing vision