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219 ADVENTURES OF ONE NIGHT. rush when the mock Rudolph Gordon made for him.’? Joe is shaking with laughter. ‘That is superb—never heard of a better scene off the boards. Shall jot it down—know a playwriter who could make a great hit with it. Was that all, Bob, my boy ?”’ ‘*All? Not by a long shot. Didn’t I say Craig had met with enough adventures in an hour to fill the ordinary novel? “Vou see, when he had cleared the field in this way Graig is a little out of breath. He thinks he might as well sit down and rest a minute before leaving such luxurious apartments. Sitting there, and getting his second wind, his eyes fall upon the face of the lady who has not yet come out of her swoon. He speculates regarding her identity—who is she, living thus apparently alone in such grand style— what relation does she bear to old Squire’ Gordon to call him ‘father?’ ”’ “‘Rather!’’ murmurs Gypsy, whose face looks a little pale—‘‘oh! what if all that dreadful woman said to me could be true.’’ Bob glances, not at his wife, but in the direction of the Senator. It seems that he is growing more and more interested in John Archer, as by degrees the vail is being raised, and he sees things in a new light. The Senator’s countenance is working with an emo- tion even his powerful will cannot control; he listens — eagerly, almost holding his breath, and yet endeavors to appear composed—quite at his ease, This is a new complication. Up to within the last hour Bob never suspected that John Archer has en- CORNICE OOOKS. COT)