The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1913-10-30

"Hothouse grapes are expensive lux.
uries." she said. Don't send any
| more You can't afford to-"
| Miss Vandevere, allow me to cor
rect wrong conclusion. / have not
presumed to send out grapes or any
thing else.''
'.Who didY'
eff T may hazard guess-the Bearr'
Betty was so angry that she marched
forthwith into the next reom. where
her employer was busy at his desk.
''Mr. Sterling" she cried. ''it's an i'm
pertinence for you to make me pres
ents:. The fact that work for you is
! no excuse"
He looked disconnected.
II hoped-you wouldn't know-the
trff1es came from me-
'tWhy did you do t?''. she demanded
hotly
you're not used to making your own
way-of course you miss things. And.
then, knew your father, and I want
ed to help you for his sake"
She stared half incredulously
"You knew papa? When? Where?"
met in a business way and got to be
! friendly. He liked to talk about you,
and once he showed me your picture.
| So you seemed like an old friend from
| the first
Betty's eyes had been opened, but
| the look of annoyance did not leave
her face
II can supply my own wants. Please
do not send anything more" she said,
and. with her head held high, went
back to her post.
Henderson glanced up inquiringly,
his face revealing half a dozen i'm
pulses in as many seconds. Suddenly
he rose, took a step nearer and began
speaking rapidly in husky whisper
| ''Miss Vandevere. listen! Pm going
, to tell you secret. 1 have fallen heir
to a fortune. take the midnight
train for Canada to claim the legacy.
No one is to know Of this until after
! I'm gone-not even Sterling Will you
| come, toO-away from this hateful life?
You know l love you. Decide at once!
There's no time for dallying Say
| you'll conner
The startled girl trembled in the hot
breath of his passion. Every vestige
| of color left her face.
| cit is-so- sudden" she faltered. 81
! must think it over Give me time"
I'm call at your boarding house at
10 O'Clock. Be on the watch. And re-
member how much there is at stake.
j But know l can trust you
Betty's voice seemed have drop
ped down into her throat. There was
no response. A silence fell in which
she could hear the muff1ed beating of
her own heart
That night Henderson was the first
to leave. Sterling was in the room,
and he could only give Betty glance
4 of mute appeal as he went out.
She crouched over her desk with
blurred eyes. For time there was no
sound save the rustic of the paper
Sterling pretended to read. At length,
throwing it down, he crossed to her
| side.
"Still at work, Miss Vandevere?" he
said, a new note in his big voice.
'I'll soon finish now" she answered
without lifting her eyes. Don't wait,
I please Til lock up"
Betty heard him sigh as he went out.
Hastily locking the door on the inside,
she withdrew the key and returned to
her seat.
An hour dragged by. Now there
were shadows everywhere. The cor
ners were black with them. She felt
a suffocating terror as if the walls
were contracting and might shut to-
gether and crush her.
Suddenly key clicked in the lock.
She had barely time to drop behind
I chair before man tiptOed into the
office AS he passed by her hiding
place the light from the street struck
! across his face. For minute she
ceased to breathe. He went hurriedly
on to the inner room, and after little
while a gentle clicking told her that he
was working the combination Of the
safe
Now was her chance! Quaking with
fright. she crept to the door opening on
the landing. One quick step and she
was outside Then the unexpected
happened A flood of light suddenly
illumined the darkness. She saw that
! the passage was full Of policemen.
And she had rushed straight into Tom
Sterling's arms!
you! Oh, I'm so gladr' she gasped
historically "Quick! The safe! You
are being robbed. Henderson,
But the men in blue had already
dashed past into the Office. There was
the sound of struggle, then a voice
!; shrieking dreadful curses-the same
/ voice she had once thought so cultured
! and refined.
II overheard-this afternoon" Ster-
ling said quietly. II had grown sus'
pfcious before. If you really love him
/ he shall go free.'
| "Love him? Oh, no. not" Betty cried
with her face hidden on the big mans
shoulder. Il didn't know until this
| afternoon whom loved, but l dc