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58 THE PRISONER OF LA VINTRESSE. CHAPTER X. ANOTHER DISGUISE. F TE next day the stewardess visited Minerva. For a long time they consulted, and it was finally agreed that Bandola was to find some out-of-the-way place, where she could rent ~and furnish a small room, and Minerva was to disguise herself — as thoroughly as possible. For this purpose Bandola was sent to a store where second-hand clothing was sold, to select what would best suit her purpose. She returned with a plain’ gingham frock, a Jong apron, a frilled cap, and a false front of grizzled hair. “There, your own father wouldn't know,you,” cried the girl, clapping her hands at the transformation. “ You must only try to look old, and make some lines on your fore- head. I have found you a room,” she went on to say, “and I shall furnish it to-morrow. I told the man it was for a poor widow lady, who would stay for a few weeks till she went away to her relations, and so you know how to,act. Youcan pretend to sew all the time, and when I come back I will bord with you. I must lay in a supply of goods so that. you may not go on the street much, but even then, you could change your walk and go bent over, so that nobody would know.” 4 “You have laid out quite a programme for me,” said Mi- nerva, grateful for so much and so timely assistance. “ Let us put it immediately into action. I lonz to be away from here. But first, my jewels must be turned into money. Will you go toa pawnbroker for me and get them taken care of, for as long a time as possible. I may be able to to redeem them. And now for my letter,” she added, as Bandola re- ceived the package, consenting cheerfully. At last, with great caution and secrecy, Minerva was in- stalled in her humble lolgings. The metamorphosis was com- plete. A cap and larze-bowed spectacles, a front of lighter comliclbooks.com