A Daughter of Delilah — page 178: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

- EDGAR ALSTON’S BETTER SIDE. 169 Meanwhile, Edgar had remained seated in the cab, but at a signal from the lawyer, he joined him. ‘‘Precede me up stairs, Mr. Alston,’’ he said. ‘‘I pre- sume you have a latch-key?”’ Edgar acknowledged that he had been so far favored, a guilty flush mounting to his brow, but that there were times when it was useless. ‘Aha! When the she-devil had another of her play- things in the way!’’ The latch-key would not open the door, and Alston knocked smartly. “They have not gone yet,’’ the lawyer whispered, ’’and , I intend to put the place in the hands of the police forth- with! I will bear the blame if I do wrong.”’ A bolt was shot back, and the door was opened by a seedy-looking fellow, who regarded them questioningly. ‘Hello!’ he said. ‘‘What do you want?’’ “Ts Miss Russell within?’’ demanded the lawyer. ‘Don’t know nobody of that name,’ curtly. ‘‘Ask the people in the next flat.”’ replied the man, He attempted to kick the door to, but Alston pushed for- ward. ‘This place belongs to me,’’ he said. ‘‘I am the tenant, and all the furniture is mine.’’ ‘‘Indeed!”’ The man laughed. “T don’t think it is, though. My boss bought and paid for it not an hour since, and we’re going to move it this morning. I’m left here in charge till the van comes along !’’ He handed to the lawyer the card of his employer who cS Gomicboo (E() td =) ,