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They had a name like yours amongst the missing, and people who thought you were not in it, said it was a little job you had put up. There was a despatch engaging a Pullman seat signed, T. W. Northwick " "Ah! I knew it!" said Northwick. "I knew that I must have signed my real name!" "Well, of course," said Pinney, soothingly, "a man is apt to do that, when he first takes another. It's natural."

She dropped her voice, and glanced round; "Suzette's engaged to young Mr. Hilary oh, he's the best young man! and I guess they're going to be married just as soon as we can arrange it about you. I thought I'd tell you before she came down." Northwick did not seem to have taken the fact in, or else he could not appreciate it rightly. "Do you suppose," he whispered back, "that she'll speak to me?"

He hurried tremulously on: "Wade, let me ask you one thing more! You have seen her so much more than I; and I didn't know Is it possible Perhaps I ought to ask if you are at all if you care for her?" "For Miss Northwick? What an idea? Not the least in the world! Why do you ask?" "Because I do!" said Matt. "I care everything for her.

He saw some pictures about on the coarse, white walls: the Seven Stations of the Cross, in colored prints; a lithograph of Indians burning a Jesuit priest. Over the bed's head hung a chromo of Our Lady, with seven swords piercing her heart; beside the bed was a Parian crucifix, with the figure of Christ writhing on it. These things made Northwick feel very far and strange.

Northwick read it all once more. "I'm your prisoner," he said, returning the paper. "You can put the handcuffs on me now." "No, no, Mr. Northwick!" Pinney pleaded. "I don't want to do that. I'm not afraid of your trying to get away. I assure you it isn't necessary between gentlemen." Northwick held out his wrists. "Put them on, please." "Oh, well, if I must!" protested Pinney.

Hilary could have had his way, there never would have been any trouble at all about the accounts, and she wanted her father to understand just how the best people felt about him. He listened vaguely to it all. A clock in the next room struck four, and Northwick started to his feet. "I must go!" "Go?" Adeline echoed. "Why must you go?" said Suzette, clinging about him.

Before they parted for Pinney's own return, he confided his ambition for the future to Northwick, and as delicately as he could he suggested that if Northwick ever did make up his mind to go back, he could not find a more interested and attentive travelling-companion.

Morrell had formed a notion of Suzette's character and temper adverse to the motherly impulse of pity which she would have felt for any one else in the girl's position. Mrs. Gerrish, the wife of the leading merchant in Hatboro', who distinguished himself by coming up from Boston with Northwick, on the very day of the directors' meeting, would have joined Mrs. Munger, but her husband forbade her.

It was impossible to give a complete list of the killed and wounded, but several bodies were identified, and among the names of passengers in the Pullman that of T. W. Northwick was reported, from a telegram received by the conductor at Wellwater asking to have a seat reserved from that point to Montreal. "It ain't him, I know it ain't, Miss Northwick," said Elbridge.

He had used his influence, the weight of his character and business repute, to control the action of the Board towards Northwick, when the defalcation became known, and now he was doubly bound to respond to the wishes of the directors in proceeding against him.