Besides," he lied, seeing the wavering light in the youth's eyes, "I know her.

She's going to the right place." At Bill's place men were holding their breath and staring.

They were not unaccustomed to women.

But such a one as this vision that walked calmly and undisturbed in among them they had never seen.

There were half a dozen lounging there, smoking and listening to the phonograph, which some one now stopped that they might hear every word that was spoken.