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THE MYSTERIOUS TENANT. 217 thinks discretion the better part of valor, and _ signi- fies his willingness to accompany him to the station. ‘‘Lawyer Merle trots along at their heels to pre- fer charges of assault and battery, which his appear- ance amply proves, for he did not reach the ground from that window without some bruises. Of course he makes a fictitious case out of it, and the captain in charge pretends to commit the old prisoner, for Craig has already slyly whispered his name to him. ‘“When Monsieur Merle has gone, of course Craig, after telling his story to the police captain, is at lib- erty to depart, and his string of adventures for the night are done. Now, what do you think of what he has picked up?’’ Joe says, enthusiastically, ‘‘Wonderful.’’ The Senator remarks that it is a good night’s work, while Mrs. Bob claps her hands and cries ‘‘bravo.’’ Thus they stamp their approval upon it, and Bob is satisfied that he has done the right thing. ‘‘I must see the lady who swooned, the lady who lives in those elegant rooms, who was so beautiful, and yet so sad,’’ says Gypsy, in low voice, her mood changing again. ‘You think you know her?’’ asks the Senator, in a careless way, looking toward the window, through which still floats the music of the band in the square. ‘‘No—yes—that is, strange thoughts, suspicions, if you will, have arisen in my mind of late. God alone knows whether they be true or not, though I fer- vently pray I may find them so,’’ she replies, shaken with secret emotion. ‘‘Amen,’? says the Senator, solemnly. GoOmicbooks (CO) im