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"I've woven that pin in and out, first in the ribbon and then through the card, till it's as tight as if it had grown there." "Can't you take us down an alley?" asked Lloyd. "It mawtifies me dreadfully to have to go down the street looking like this." "The car-line that passes this door goes directly to the department store," answered Gay. "It's only a few blocks away, but we'll take it.

As Jimmy turned away to retrace his steps to the car-line he found his mind suddenly in a whirl of jumbled emotions, for he was not so stupid as to have failed to grasp something of the significance of the girl's words and manner. "Hell!" he muttered. "Look what I've done now!"

By next summer she could have them installed in the cottage she intended building. In the meantime she could arrange, one way and another, to get work for Billy through the winter. She would guarantee this work, and she knew a small house they could rent just at the end of the car-line. Under her supervision Billy could take charge from the very beginning of the building.

William was already more than half-way to the next corner, where there was a car-line that ran to the station; but the distance was not too great for Mrs. Baxter to comprehend the nature of the symmetrical white parcel now carried in his right hand. For just a moment she thought of that boy she had known, so many years ago, and a smile came vaguely upon her lips.

I would make a list, I said, and stop in here and there to investigate on the way to and from business. We would get nearer to business, for one thing, also nearer the car-line. We would have a lighter flat, too, and we would pay less for it. We agreed upon these things almost instantly. Then we began putting down addresses. It was surprising how many good, cheap places there seemed to be now.

David hurried off toward the car-line, bent on reaching Joey's home before that worthy retired for the night. At the top of a flight of stone steps leading to the doors of an imposing mansion across the street from the Portman home a motionless figure sat, as bleak as the shadows in which it was shrouded.

But in Market Street the car-line ended, and she was turned out again in this broad artery of commerce where she was in danger of meeting at any moment people she knew. She made straight across the thoroughfare to its south side, turned down Eighteenth and in a moment was hidden in Mission Street. Now really the worst danger of detection was over.

"I did not." I turned the situation over and over in my mind, and at last asked cautiously, "Worth did get the money to make up the full amount, didn't he?" We had swerved again to the north, where the Powell car-line curves into Bay Street, and were headed direct for the wharves. Cummings watched me out of the corners of his eyes, a look that bored in most unpleasantly, while he cross-examined,