minded it, but the events of the past two days combined to make her worry more than usual. She sat by the window, watching the

ng her brother. At the end of three blocks, she came face to face with M

ng, may I ask?" he

ed Deb. "He ought to

ected," observed the young man. "You know

he would come, anyway; I can'

care of himself," added Mont. "C

ed the girl, slowly, and turned back.

or you," he answered, kindly. "They

ted, he was anxious to help Deb and Jack all he co

merby call again?" he

days' notice to quit," r

hemently. "It's an outrage! It's bad enough for my uncl

not going,"

u. If I can help

od of you to offer help, but we don't need it," and she told him

sh out of that man," remarked Mont. "Although

later they rea

come up?"

rand for my uncle. Maybe afterward, if I have a cha

know it's dreadfully silly for me to be

place maybe I'd like to be worried about, too,"

half-past eight, and as the people of the neighborhood were hard

utting some extra coal into the stove, set the t

h to read--actual life interested her far more than b

s place," she kept saying to herself. "But

ng an unknown step upon the stairs,

ct at this hour of the nigh

r was Denni

he streets, but though he was fairly well dress

Corrigan, with a hasty glance around t

ng that the man might have news for her,

I was to get a mod

What in the world could Jack want

y brother?"

prepared to ans

the street,"

he

in McGlor

a little scheme of his own, had proposed to get th

peated Deb, in amazement.

nce in a while," rep

ed Deb, sharply. "What do

ous. The article in question was

he's going to do wi

od covered with a cloth. She regretted the action an

t saloon from h

a few

dn't come fo

er as an order. He said you'd know all about it," replied Corr

y have given it to the man, and yet, for a reason sh

t to let outsiders examine the model under any plea. To place it, the

Corrigan, as Deb still hesi

g interrupted just at the moment when

rother come for it himsel

's too busy," pers

to get it if he is on

nce of selling it to a man for big money, and he

the truth, in which case she did not for the world

once," continued Corrigan, stepp

She knew that she could trust Mr. Snitzer, or one of his sons,

tepping between the man and the model. "Just leave th

for Corrigan, and he

it myself," he

art. In an instant she realized the man's t

mean?" she cr

won't give me the

een uttered before Deb

gan, jumping to her side, and c

his powerful fellow's arms, and half fainting, she felt her

p the model, and hurry down th