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 waiting-room to the information desk. There I unloaded again, and picked up the telephone directory. There were two or three telephones setting along the ledge of the desk. I followed the K's down the column, and then up, and then down again; but there wasn't an R. M. Kirby among them.

"That was different. It hadn't occurred to me that they might not have a telephone. The man in charge of the desk was busy writing. I waited a moment, and then I said:—'Can you tell me the best way to get to 1944 Iuka Avenue?'

No, lady, I don't know the street,' he said, without looking up.

It's out near the University,' I said.

"He kept on writing.

"I waited another minute. 'Can you tell me where I can get a cab?' I asked, meekly.

"He looked up for a second, and pointed with his pen: 'Outside,' he said.

"Of course I hadn't supposed that it would be right in the waiting-room; but until he pointed, I hadn't known which was the way out; for it is an awfully big station, and I didn't know in which direction to start.