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Day after day, and night after night; it was evident that at this

rate she and Tyson were bound to see each other soht had ever occurred to her And

if they met--well, he could not tell whether he desired or feared to see

thatIn all probability it would put an end to doubt Was it

possible that he had begun to love doubt for its own sake?

At last they met, as was to be expected, and Stanistreet was there to

see He had taken her to the "Criterion" one night, and at the close of

the first act Tyson cahts went up in the house, and he looked round before he sat down;

evidently he had recognized his wife, and evidently she knew it

Stanistreet, watching her with painful interest, saw her body slacken

and her face turn white under its paint and powder

"Either she cares for the beggar still, or else--she's afraid for her

life of hiht flashed across hi use of hiht account for the enigto her but

the man who knew more about Tyson than anybody else? She had always had a

way ofhim talk about Tyson, while he seeotistic