New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1904-07-13
ODE Time Limit.

and. though

1t was august. and intensely hot. and though
there was positively nobody in town london vas
SroTded NTH tr panthg human esn In particular
strenuous. A yawnng policeman promenaded Slow
ly past the odd numbers. while young girl ex-
We human beings the terrace Wa S LOT u sS
eirI hesit9Ted before the last hHUSe 80 s St-5
round the corner and hestateI again n VS. IN
so quiet so ridiculously like the coJIntrv 4 man
had neen painting the gate; the brushes and paint
refreshment: The gate was open. The girl thought
hard for half minute or 50. and took something
pocket She entered the garden and deposited this
house she saw that the French wfndoW eadns
irto what looked like library was open. Here
ruptad work. Somebody had been cleaning win
dows and as likely as not. the girl reasoned, had
solace. The girl walked quietly into the house and
Portable chair IN the room. \ minute or two later
her from the doorway.
Tell Mr. samuels that shall see him here. in
this room; it viii be cooler Yes. now. Lady
The butler bowed and withdrew.
In Il few minutes. a fat, STOPPING Israelite shut
lied furtively into the library. The girl smiled at
os5 horribly P e5o 59 She 5 d senf by thought
''Bridsevale-Lady Laura Bridgevale,' he NUT
The. brazen cover of 'DeIrettr, confronted them
both from the near corner OF a bookcase.
he moved a pace toward that corner.
not Lady Laura Bridsevae; l just said the first
name that came into nv head"
Puffy and startled. the man turned on her You
mean he starnnered. false pretences-in the City
The girl laughed out loud. She had a nice laugh
There isn't much time she said looking straight
into his eyes
What do YOU rnean?' AT the moment. he wished
hated talking 10 these tnsolent women Of fashion
who Knocked him while they CIutched for his
money. What do YOU mean2' he repeated, avoid
ing her eyes.
4 want a hundred pounds" said the girl
For an instant the dull. heavy eyebrows were
Yes I want 1T at once" continued the girl
''They said YOU prompt and liberal
Who said?' gasped Mr.. SaUUels-
The daily papers, OF course. Why, KS every
Security. What? Why YOU must be mad. IN
the City-yOu come to talking like that-calling
yourself Lady Laura Brdgevale and talking about
a hundred 70 my face DO you think ma nun
dred pounds in my garden? He broke Off abrupt
". His angry pOEpOsity fell facCid beneath the
scrutiny OF her stare. Again the desire Tor Mont
moreucy came HIM. The oily vanished tongue
OF his had always smOothed such predtca-
ments the present She might be laughing at
him; she might be a Duchess for all he knew. He
dared express the tnsolence Of his soul.
Il want a hundred pounds. continued the girl,
"anG-yes Shillings for a hanson
I can't do it, said the OF business his
teeth closing in angry fnality- -,
You've got 70 do IT, Mr.. SamUels. said the girl.
do you mean Just on your note OF hano
Yes. I do; but there's time limit-for you
money lenders face. You mean a promissory note
i mean ten minutes and three have gone Al
This time he thought she really was mad. and
he ierked hts body forward like an animal IN pain
For a moment Mr.. SamueS's dull eyes wandered
10 the clock the mantelpiece- -
y think you'd better Just rest. Madam, ne SAID,
seebly. eying the door sideways as he spoke.
There isn't much time for rest said the girl
Fear came 70 him. From the yellow. heavy eve
lids drops OF perspiraton started. almost Ike