CHAPTER XXVI.
"O LORD, TAKE DIRK TOO!"

CHAPTER XXVII.
AN AWFUL PROBLEM

CHAPTER XXVIII.
MAY SHE GO WITH ME?

CHAPTER XXIX.
WHAT IF I BELONGED?

CHAPTER XXX.
IT IS NO MADE-UP AFFAIR

CHAPTER XXXI.
THEIR WORKS DO FOLLOW THEM




CHAPTER I.

"IT MAY BE THAT SHE IS WORKING STILL."


It was raining drearily, and but few people were abroad--that is, few,
comparatively speaking, though the streets seemed full of hurrying,
dripping mortals. In the large dry-goods store business was by no means
so brisk as on sunny days, and one of the younger clerks, whose station