Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1890-02-22

metropolitan railway"
"Where forr said the clerk sharply, as
Stephen stood vaguely " front Of the ticket
Office.
con, Whitechapel. l should think that
leaves room for discovery" he thought to
himself.
"What class"
"Third-bctter do it thoroughly. Now,
then. for a trial trip between kensington
and the Mile End road, 10 test Millicent's
theory"
A small boy with n large, heavy parcel got
into the carriage with him, and spent some
moments in vainly trying to secure his bur
den more firmly, 10y means Of a knotty bit Of
string that crossed il here and there in pur-
posceSs festoons. Mr.. Mostyn lending ms
help. between them they made rather neat
thing Of It.
adventure the first; ended fear, said
Stephen to himself. 81 really can't ask him
how old he is and where he lives and if he
thinks it healthy"
Temple"
Out tumbled the parcel and the boy, and
in walked an elderly young woman with "A
fringe and an American cloth handbag. She
sat down opposite TO Mr.. Mostyn, put both
her hands TO her head as if to make certain
il was still in its place, opened her bag and
realizing that sho had not lost her ticket,
looked at the window and sighed.
"Not exactly ideal, but scarcely real
thought Stephen. ado You feel the drauSht
from the Window he asked.
"No. | don't, thank YOU" with well ar
ranged look Of spiteful tmidity, and chang
ing her seat to ono at the other end Of tho
carriage
as this a beginnlngr' thought Stephen.
"Now should like 10 ask her if she thinks
my life for thirty five years has been work
ing up to the climax Of meeting Eer, yelled
in golden fog, in third class metropolitan
railway carriagel Iwouder II its any good
going on Wits th,s .ncidentf Madam '--
"Sir. | think this is BIaclIriars Station"
she said. whisking her head round rs She
spoke, the end Of her nose depriyins the glass
# q very fine smut al the same time
1T is 30, my business to tell her that She
is now sim moro attractive than when She
got ii, thought Stephen; ''she would proba-
Div give me into custody If cid-BiatN-
friars! YES, it is Do YOU get out heret
"Yes." plunging at the door as she spoke.
"Ah.0 he said, turning the handle for her
u don't
There entered. before lie shut the door, a
small woman, holding in one arm tiny bun
die of a baby, and pushing before her a little
u,g She sat down. the baby keeping Us po-
sition IN the sling formed by Its mother $ arm
the bov holding ciose 10 her pulling at her
shawl. and continually asking her IN an un-
Ineligible mutter for something that sn9
either had not got or didn't mean 10 part
with Her bonnet was slipping of her dun,
rntidv hair. 1er face was white, with tired,
histories, ewes. pink, pincncd little nose and
1,.contented mouth The poor little apOi,cg
Tor a baby might have hung round her neck
INV n ribbon, ana The other child was small
AID .ickly a shrunkeD, depressing little
group. ,.-.........
.Iu;t as Stephen MoStyn was beginning "
,,.e,vo round in bis mind pathetic, ten
der fancy. the small boy becoming more
than usually importunate, his mother sad,
with no flicker Of change in the expression OF
her face. but with 2 voice whose rough graf
inc easily overpowered the noise OF the tram:
"Jest YOU stop worritin'. Tommy, else -!
/ ,au ,,,. bloomin' dad when we git 'ome-see
| if don't
stephen shut his eyes, and only opened
them as the little family bundled out two
/ stations further on.
! ..Tbe Monument,n MARK lane.' No fur-
Their passengers invaded his carriage.
| ~ can't stand this any longer, and the con
/ densed fog cho;es one shall get out at the
next station and go back"
"Aldgate!"
Ont he Jumped and crossed 20 the return
ulatform. literally feeling his way. The IN
! dercround station at Aldgate is often quito
lark in the middle OF summer, and on tLii
day the fog was dense, lie found his way 10
a sent ard $50 thick was the darkness did mol
discover, till be- had taken his place at inc
end of it, that there were two other peone
near him. One Of them, man, was speak
inc in "A disagreeable, querulous voice.
.0rm sure it's not ny fault If get nothing
70 do. am al0ays trying TO find some
thing" ,.,-.
"Yes; in other peoples pocket" answered
I y ror,on,s voice you want the wage, not
the work. 800. 80.
Good heavens that is Millicents voice
exactly thought Stephen; "whaI al extra
ordinary resemblance"
'Vbat becomes Of money IN your hai'''s
can't conceive" she went on.
ut is Millcent's voicel What III uo"
name is she doing" and stephen ul'1
70 catch a glimpse Of the figure tnat vas
screened from him by the man between tnoH''
and still more so by the darkness.
"What have you done with the MONEY
sent you laStT , A
Done with itl Spent 1t, OF CouIso. =
family cannot live on nothing. IL was ~
much for YOU 10 give-you, who i've III 'NA
ury: YOU. whoss husband is rich; you .
INV husband is very far from rich' ana i
he were so it would benefit you in no "Hy
Every farthing have given you for YOU
wife WAS nv own, made by my own "oi !"
La woman, worked TO help woinilH' -
would man, but not such as you
Whatever you may have given you owe
TO my wife"
81 owed herr -.
"Yes; for taking from her what was ne'
by right" linz q
shall I let this brute go on speaking
, herr said Stephen 10 himself, holding :"
edge of the seat tightly in each hand.
"And now that she is i'll and In want 70
in your prosperity grudge little heiP 10 ~
and her hungry children"
IL have lowered myself by listening 10 20
thus far" said Millicent, Sin order 70 So
YOU would not in time say what | expected
you-what waited for. Now that you n'''
done 50 will answer you fully this once az
never speak With YOU aGain- Zeal liial w