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 other woman's faint gasp of satisfaction as two diminished figures, clear in outline for all the prismatic tints which haloed their images, crossed the face of the dial.

"That's Andelman!" said Sadie under her breath. Then she added: "Andelman and a bell-boy. He's puttin' the hand-bag at the foot o' the bed and openin' the window. And that's Andelman takin' the key from the outside o' the door and puttin' it on the inside. Which is the fit and proper thing for any crook to do. The boy is askin' him if he wants ice-water. . . . So he wants a highball, does he, to steady his nerves a bit! Which same isn't to be wondered at, Mister Andelman!"

Sadie, leaning intently forward, continued to turn the dial slowly about.

"He's given the boy a quarter—which oughtta be quite a handsome tip for the Tecumseh! And that's a cigarette he's lightin'." The dial became empty of all movement. "And now he's out o' reach."

Sadie, with the watch-case receiver still at her ear, turned suddenly to the other woman.

"Mabel, I want yuh to scoot down to the office and ask if there's any mail for me. And when