"There she is now!" he exclaimed.
But the eye of the lover, even though the girl was in a dim light, could not he deceived.

The moment he caught her profile, as she turned in opening the door, Bill Gregg shook his head.

"That's not the one.
She's all different, a pile different, Ronicky." Ronicky sighed.

"I thought we had her," he said.

"Go on back to sleep.
I'll call you again if anything happens." But nothing more happened that night, though even in the dull, ghost hours of the early morning they did not relax their vigil.