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СКАЧАТЬ city in a stock company which gave two performances a day and paid a fairly respectable salary. It was the first good engagement I'd ever had; the following of the theatre liked me and I began to be talked about; the east, and the creating of important parts did not seem so impossible as they had only a little while before.

      "Maybe he heard some whisper of this; I don't know. But we became acquainted; and I was carried away by him. Never had I met a man who showed so many brilliant sides of character; he could talk about anything, and in a way which indicated a mastery of the matter. Every ambition I cherished met with his approval; everything I longed for seemed within reach when he talked. It was a species of hypnotism, Bat; nothing else explains it."

      "How a fellow like that could so put it over on a woman like you, Nora, puzzles me,"said Bat Scanlon, shaking his head.

      "It would puzzle any right sort of a man,"said the girl. "Only a woman would understand it thoroughly—or a man like Tom Burton. Well, it was while I was feeling that way about him, completely under his influence, that I married him. And in a week,"here she arose, the cloak falling from her shoulders as she flung out her arms in a gesture of despair, "I knew just what I had done. The man was a cheap pretender; he'd never had an honest thought in his life; he had familiarized himself with all my little weaknesses and aspirations before he met me; all his learning was a sham; his good nature was a mask."

      "Some discovery for a week old bride to make,"acknowledged Bat, frowning. "Some discovery."

      "He was a man who lived by his wits; it was common report that he'd been expelled from a club, somewhere, for cheating at cards. His first wife had died a long time before through his studied neglect and bad treatment. He had heard of my good salary and increasing prospects, and so had made up his mind to attach himself, after the manner of all parasites, to one who promised to be a source of income."

      "Was it then that you left him?"asked the man.

      "It was."She bent her head, the white hands covered her face; her bosom, deep and wonderful as that of a young Juno, rose and fell with the sobs that shook her. "I thought I should die at first. To think that I, who had prized myself so, should come to that; made the victim of such a cheap, tawdry trick! Once or twice I actually thought of killing myself; but I suppose I am too normal for that. At any rate, within another week, I had thrown aside every tie I had, and they were not many,"with a little added break in the voice, over which she was struggling for control, "and so I came east."

      "But that wasn't the last you saw of Burton, though,"said Bat, with a grimace of dislike.

      "While I was fighting to make a fresh way for myself, he did not disturb me,"said the girl. "But no sooner had I scored than he reappeared; by every device known to his kind he began to bleed me."

      "You did not allow that!"cried the man, surprised.

      "I did,"with a gesture of meek acknowledgment. "He mastered me with his cunning. Not a thing escaped him—every weakness, every shrinking, every faltering I had, seemed known to him; he kept me in an agony of suspense; rather than be hampered and embarrassed by him at every turn I tried to get rid of him by giving him money."

      "It would take near all the money in the world to drive away a coyote like that,"said Bat.

      "I soon found that out,"said Nora Cavanaugh. "For from that time on I was haunted by him; he kept demanding of me, and I never had the moral courage to refuse him until last night."

      "Last night!"Bat found himself staring at her. "Did you see him last night?"

      She looked at him suddenly, and there was a startled sort of look in the wide brown eyes, a fleeting expression of fear; and at the same time her hand went to her breast in a convulsive movement.

      "Yes,"she said, and her voice had sunk to a whisper. "He came last night after I returned from the theatre. My maid had instructions not to admit him, but he pushed her aside and came directly to my room."

      "You're right,"said Bat Scanlon, glowering, "he had a way with him. It's a pity you hadn't a brother—or some one—all these years to take care of you. His study of women would have done him little good if he had had a man to meet."

      "He wanted money,"said Nora. "He was wheedling and threatening by turns; he did everything he had ever done before, and more. I don't know what gave me the resolution—perhaps it was the way he forced his presence upon me—but anyhow, I refused him."

      "He went away empty handed,"said Scanlon, gleefully. "Good!"

      "I gave him nothing,"said Nora. "And I think he saw in my attitude what the future was to be; for when he left me he wore a look I had never seen upon his face before."

      "Well,"and the big trainer expelled a great breath, "it won't make much difference now what he thought; he'll never bother you again."

      "No,"she repeated, "he'll never bother me again—never!"The beautiful voice quavered and grew faint as she said this; and the hand was still held tightly against her breast.

      "What do you want me to do, Nora?"said the man. "A fellow who was brought up outside, as I have been, is not much at comforting a woman."

      "Bat,"said the girl, and the hand left her breast and rested upon his arm, "it has eased my heart just to hear you speak. You were always good to me—always. But to-day you have given me courage—when I needed it so badly."There was a little pause; she came closer to him, and now both her hands were upon his arm, the two beautiful, capable hands, whose whiteness had always amazed him; the faint perfume which always clung about her was in his nostrils, and the brown eyes, so perfectly spaced, so wonderfully colored, were opened wide and regarding him steadily. "There are two things I want you to do, Bat,"she said, "and they are not at all difficult. You are acquainted in the detective department, and I wish you would ask them not to bother me any more. If they do,"and here he felt the two white hands flutter and heard her breath drawn in sharply, "I shall break down with fright."

      "I'll fix it,"the man assured her. "Leave it to me."

      "Thank you, Bat; you're the best creature in the world,"she said gratefully. "And, too, I want you to go to Stanwick. I would like you to see what the police are doing—everything you can. They must have found out something by this time. Ask questions and keep your eyes open. And when you have it all, come to me at once and let me know."

      "Sure,"said he, "I'll go right away."

      "Thank you."She drew the rich cloak about her and then held out her hand. "You're a dear, good fellow, Bat; I've always known that, but now I'm surer of it than ever."

      "Why, Nora, it's not hard to do things for you,"said he, as he held the hand for a moment.

      "And you'll hurry?"Her eyes were full of pleading. "You'll find out everything you can—but you'll hurry, won't you?"

      "As soon as I've looked things over carefully,"said he, "you'll hear me at your door."

      "Thank you, again,"she said. "And good-bye."

      And as the door closed behind her, Bat Scanlon stood in the middle of the floor, his arms folded across his big chest.

      "Cop stuff,"said he, to himself. "What do you think of that?"

      When he returned once more to the room in which he had left the others, Scanlon found Dennison buttoning up his top-coat.

      "I'll be in to-morrow,"said the man; "and my togs will СКАЧАТЬ