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If you'd stay with me"
Monty considered his hat cit was
one of those light gray ones-almost
whitel and hecked an imaginary
speck from its spotless rim. He was
plainly embarrassed.
Gosh, ASH I'd rather not go up
to your rooms. Don't you see how
it. is2 Let's sit down here in the
lobby"
Asiatoreth's color rose hotly.
You're the most provincial crea-
ture," she told him angrily. mo,
shan't sit in any old lobby. Go
ahead, if you want. Go home. and
say your prayers, and ask God to
keep you good. circumspect little
boy. Go on"
She founced off. Then turned
on her heel with another little adj
monision.
GO to the devil!" she command
ed tersely.
He stood there until she had
stepped into the lift, and was
whisked away. The lift, he no.
ticed, was like golden cage.
And the thought flashed through
his mind that Ashtoreth was
captive girl in a golden cage. Monty
was not imaginative, nor particu-
larry sentimental. He shrugged,
and pulling his smart hat over his
ewes. stopped a taxi and returned
to his pension.
GONE time after midnight, he
~ was startled by patter of
small stones on his window. He
woke instantly. With a sort of
clairvoyant sense, he knew that
Ashtoreth was in the garden, throw
ing pebbles to rouse him.
So sure was his conviction that
he did not pause to look, but slipped
into his dressing gown and hurried
down stairs.
AS he stepped through the wicket
into the garden, she came toward
him. She was wearing a long dark
wrap, and pumps with rhinestone
heels.
She looked frightened and dis
tressed, and came to him with out
stretched hands.
you'll catch cold" he told her
coolly, quite as though he were used
to visits from beautiful girls who
came at midnight, to throw pebbles
at his window. GO upstairs, and I
will call Madame"
Its about HollyI" she cried. "He
hasn't come home yet"
Monty took her arm sternly. Go
in the house."
Don't be croSsI" she begged, and
cought his wrist with her hand. ct
woke up, and when Hollis wasn't
there, I was SO frightened. l didn't
wait to dress. didn't think Monty.
1 only threw on wrap, and came
straight to you"
He led her down the little tagged
walk and into the house.
Wait in my room,' he command
ed. I'll be there, as soon as I can
rouse Madame"
CHE stumbled up the dark stairs.
OThere was a feeble moon, shin
ing Whitley, and the room was full
of shadows. Dark, hateful sha6-
ows. And a great ugly wardrobe.
She bumped her knee on the
thing, and tripped, falling against
the bed. 1t was soft and warm,
and smelled family of tobacco. She
sat on the edge and waited. Her
heart was pounding wildly.
In a moment Monty came carry
ing candle, which he shaded with
his hand.
How handsome he looks, thought
Ashtoreth. But she was trembling
too violently to say anything.
There were voices on the street,
and the sound of car with engine
running madly. Then a horrid clat-
tering shook the little house.
That's the sort of knocker we
have!" whispered Monty. Maybe
it will wake Madame. I couldn't"
1t must have been an iron knock
er, at the very least It shook the
bricks, and beams of wood And
flakes of mortar came tumbling
down from the walls.
1T would rouse the dead" Shud-
dered Ashtoreth.
Then they heard Madame,
breathing loudly, in the next room.
They heard her plant heavy feet on
the floor, and they heard the bed
creak.
She struck match and lighted
her candle. And, complaining,
descended the stairs.
Monty went to the door, and,
opening it, listened to the con-
versation in the hall below After
a moment, he turned quietly to Ash
toreth.
"It's your husband" he said. "And
Madame is sending him up"
CTo Be COntinued)
What does Hollis say. And Ash