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The thought terrified him He put it resolutely away and went to work Wherever he stuerly seized it

The labor, he found, kept hiht happen to Beatrice or to himself if either should , he knew,for the survivor

Up Broadway he found ht hes of all kinds and uses He found a clay pipe--all the wooden ones had vanished frolass jar of tobacco

These he took as priceless treasures More jars of edibles he discovered, also a stock of rare wines Coffee and salt he came upon In the ruins of the little French brass-ware shop, opposite the Flatiron, he made a rich haul of cups and plates and a still serviceable lah, it still had oil in it The fluid hermetically sealed in, had not been able to evaporate

At last, when the lengthening shadows in Madison Forest warned hi, he betook hi, and so through the path which already was beginning to be visible back to the shelter of the Metropolitan

"Now for a great surprise for the girl!" thought he, laboriously toiling up the stair with his burden: "What will she say, I wonder, when she sees all these housekeeping treasures?" Eagerly he hastened

But before he had reached the third story he heard a cry from above Then a spatter of revolver-shots punctured the air

He stopped, listening in alar flat and stifled in those ruinous passages

Another shot

"Answer!" panted Stern "What's the matter now?"

Hastily he put down his burden, and, spurred by a great terror, bounded up the broken stairs

Into their little shelter, their ho her naray

"Merciful Heaven!" staone!