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Burglaribus opened his mouth and
eyes simultaneously.
"Youse We got a steady head or
yer" he remarked. But that AIM
wot 1 came here ter say. Were's vel
dough-"
II haven't any,"
Here now, none O. that" her visitor
said threateningly. "Out with It. I'm
a desperate character, I am, and I'm
willin' ter take chances. Bring out yer
cash or"
my good man." Clytie responded
patiently. II can't bring out what ]
haven't got. Shoot me If you feel In
clined. There are people in the next
studio, you know-men. They'd rush
in the minute they heard the explo'
sion"
B%urglaribus lowered the pistol and
looked at her %intently.
"Youse we got a head on yer, as ]
said," he remarked. But stranglin
don't make no noise, an I reckon I'll
just hev' ter choke yer till yer feel
like tellin' me a little fmore." He
moved toward her. :.
Hold on!" said Clytie firmly. 81
don't see any fun In being strangled
But truly there's hardly any money in
the room-only nine dollars and
s~eventy-eight cents altogether, and it's
In that little safe underneath the table,
But you can't open it yourself"
mo, but youse kin open it for me-
Burglaribus responded.
He laid his pistol down, leaned his
elbow on the table, and watched ely
tie with calm interest as she STOPPED
for the little safe.
"See," she said, kneeling and hold
ing it toward him, "just feel! Isn't II
heavy?"
Burglaribus "hefted" the safe. The
next moment his head Games in con
tact with the hardwood floor Of the
studio-and when he recovered, his
balance he was alone. Clytie .hat
%frantically grabbed his good right}leg
yanked 1t from under him, then ,hac
rushed to the door and 81. .nmed tt be
hind her. . B~urglaribus, swearing yter
ribly, rubbed his aching head 'ant
looked for a way Of escape. But l
was too late. The studio door wa
flung open and the men" I'm tho mex
studio" rushed in.
Burglaribus was promptly tnabbet
and escorted to a police. station.
For the next fortnight Clyt lie wa
besieged by interviewers Of all kind
and sorts. She sold several SIN all pic
lures at prices which made he'll wisl
that a sneak-thief or SO would visit he,
weekly, and with the4 proceeds Of on
of them took a few, lessons jim SELF
defense.
She became quite. an enthusiast OF
the subject, and acquired several\real
ly clever tricks, then settled down t.
her painting and gradually forgotihe,
sudden rise to prominence. She wa!
painting and whistling gaily,one.morn
ing when the door behirh her tepenet
softly.
She turned and beheld a fmiddle
aged stranger Of sinister aspect. HI
regarded her for a minute in silence
then put his hand in his hip pocket.
Another one!" she gaspedt plung
ing into the adjoining,studio. "Oh, al
awfullooking beast Get him. quick.
The three men promptly dropped
their pipes, gossip. ietc., and pushed tt
the rescue, Clytie followed.
"Confound you!" yelled B%urglariou'
the Second, Call this a free country
Are you all lupatics here? Can't
man call On his relatives, without be
ing knocked down and w walked on,
Can't he"
At the word '"relatives't the mel
slackened their hold and Slooked a
Clytie.
Why" saidsClytie, anna zed, and in
dignant, you, don't SUPP pose a sill.
bluff like that will help! you. Yo1
know I'm no relative Of yours. , Oh
don't let him get his pishol."
Here" he howled as Clytie'
knights promptly collar ed him afresh
"one Of you jackasses put your ham
in my pocket and ge3 my card-cas'
out, confound you"
The brothersartist,Cid as requested
and produced, a silver card-case from
which he drew FORTH a card bearin,
the nam, "Jehu N, Woolston,, Scanti
grease. Oregon"
Why, Wool5on was, my mother
name" said Clytie' family.
THAT young idiots mother was m.
cousin" said Jehu Woolston wrath
fully. 1--WE made my pile out West
and as I've no near relative of m,
own, 1t struck me that I'd come t.
New York and hunt that child w
And a nice welcome 1 got1" he fin
ished, CARING vindictivety at the Grim
son Clytie. "a nice Welcome"
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