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@ Pe ee re ns i re ek DO ee we Oe Ae eS .4 as te € +g ‘ Me ee Pe 7 i. 4 ay “st Re +. ¥ eS: ‘ao ~ he J ‘ CHAPTER XXIX. A VISITOR AT THE FLAT: For the next few days Faith heard no more about the box of poisoned candy, but she was not allowed to entirely forget it, for Ben Tyler, the detective, almost haunted the a department. Jf he was looking for the Sultiet there he did not show it, for he laughed and chatted with all the ears whenever : he had an opportunity. Maggie Brady had come back. to find her: “bargain counter” gone, but Miss Fairbanks had already received orders to put her behind the regular counter. _ . This brought Faith and Maggie nearer together than ever, and the hatred in Maggie’s face was very apparent, although she schooled herself to be fairly pleasant. Faith treated her as kindly as possible, but for all that - _ ghe occasionally caught Maggie glaring at her between half closed lids in a manner that “thrilled her with fresh Suspicions. At those times Faith felt a nervousness that she could fot control. She almost dreaded to turn her back upon — the morbid young woman. _ More than once she thought of Lou Willis’ words that ; “Maggie Brady was a sneak and a coward, who waited ip dark before attacking the object of her hatred.” But this always led her to think of Lou Willis, herself, ae, and to question over and over her well meant decision to try and help the girl to be honest by not reporting her dis- _ honesty. She met Lou often now, and always talked to her cor- dially, but she could feel that she made slow headway into the young woman’s confidence. “You and IJ are so different,” Miss Willis said one day. “You seem to enjoy playing the peopelenes, while I just — hate them!” 2 Eomicbooks.com —