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 looking into a chocalate [sic] box which she only too well knew to be empty.

"Sadie, you're simply wonderful!" declared Wilsnach, as he stooped down and caught her by the shoulders.

"Do anything, Willsie, but tamp the bull-con into a trustin' heart!" mocked the girl. But a solemn look came into her eyes as she stood up beside her colleague and his hand slipped happily about her shoulder.

"You are a wonder, Sadie," repeated Wilsnach, with a preoccupied and brotherly pat, as he stared down at the manila envelope. "Why, you've saved the War Office stuff here that's worth millions to them!"

The vague look of hunger that had crept into Sadie's eyes slowly crept out of them again.

"Have I?" she listlessly asked. For he had already turned away and was once more bent over the papers on the table.

"But how did you do it?"

Sadie, watching him appraisingly out of the corner of her eye, blew another smoke-ring. Then, with a shrug, she sat back in her chair.

"The same as I've done any other Service work,"