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 answered Wade, returning his book to his pocket. "I don't intend to slip up this time."

"Well, that ain't the way I'd do it," growled Dave. "I'd put it right up to her, I would."

"Yes, and as like as not she'd call the store detective and have me put out. I guess I've got to go sort of easy, Dave, or else I'll be queered at the start. She must be buying everything in there."

It was getting colder and the lights began to flash forth from the windows up and down the Avenue. And then, at last, she appeared, stepping lithefully through the entrance without a glance to left or right.

"Ain't she a winner!" whispered Dave wonderingly. "Boy, she certainly would make a hell of a splash back in Telluride! But, say, she didn't buy a darn thing!"

The carriage man was shrilling his whistle and overhead the signal flashed her number. The girl stood at one side of the entrance waiting, apparently quite unconsciousofunconscious of [sic]