"Do you suppose all newsboys are so dreadfully sharp and suspicious?" she
asked of her guide, as they began to descend the stairs, more because she
was conscious that he was eyeing her with steady scrutiny than for any
other reason.

"I suppose the life is closer to that of the wild beast than anything we
have in so-called civilisation. Even a criminal has his pals, but, like
the forest animal, everyone--even his own kind--is an enemy to the street
waif."

"It must be terrible to suspect and fear even kindness," sighed the girl,
with a slight shudder. "I shall try to teach him what it means."

"There does not appear to be any carriage here, Miss Durant," announced
her escort.

"Surely there must be. The men can't have been so stupid as not to wait!"

The doctor tapped on the window of the lodge. "Didn't this lady's carriage
remain here?" he asked, when the porter had opened it.

"It stayed till the policeman came down, doctor. He ordered it to go to
the police-station, and got in it."

"I forgot that my coachman must answer for the accident. Is there a
cab-stand near here?"

Dr. Armstrong looked into her eyes, with an amusement which yet did not
entirely obliterate the look of admiration, of which the girl was becoming