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much, she looked like a woman who could do anything desperate, or even worse than that. But the next time she took it more coolly. ae “Well, Tom,” she said, “he was to take ‘me to the theater, but now he can’t go,. What am I to do?” “I don’t know,” said I, foolishly enough, as it seemed, but then I didn’t want to take the hint, which I understood well enough. “Hum !” she said sharply, looking at me straight. I believe I blushed a little at being bowled out, for | was I knew that. How- ever, when she had made up her mind, she | ON BOARD THE VANCOUVER. 7 ular fury about it, and though she didn’t say , was not a woman to be baulked. “Then I know, Tom, if you don't,” she ] said ; “you must take me yourself. I have if the tickets. So get ready.” ‘ “But, Helen!” I said, for I really didn’t like to go off with her in that way without Will’s knowing. comicbooks.com