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He rechecked the bankbook frantically "Hold on here!" he cried "Ten thousand dollars is !" He leaped up "There's only five thousand left! What's she done? What's Nettie done with it? More hats, ht that little house on the Hudson she's been talking about for months, without so much as a by your leave!"

He stornant What did shetheir money like this? He bent over her "Nettie!" he shouted "Nettie, wake up!"

She did not stir "What've you done with my money!" he bellowed

She stirred fitfully The light from the street flushed over her beautiful cheeks

There was soue dried He shivered His knees suddenly turned to water He collapsed "Nettie, Nettie!" he cried "What've you done with my money!"

And then, the horrid thought And then the terror and the loneliness engulfed him And then the fever and disillusion to do so, he bent forward and yet forward again until his fevered ear was resting firmly and irrevocably upon her round pink bosom "Nettie!" he cried

Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick

As S and Braling Two turned in at the door to the apart

"Yes," said Braling Two abstractedly

"Well, it's the cellar box for you, B-Two" Braling guided the other creature's elbon the stairs to the cellar

"That's what I want to talk to you about," said Braling Two, as they reached the concrete floor and walked across it "The cellar I don't like it I don't like that toolbox"

"I'll try and fix up so more comfortable"

"Marionettes are made to move, not lie still Hoould you like to lie in a box most of the time?"

"Well----"

"You wouldn't like it at all I keep running There's no way to shut s"