It wa5 po55ibly five minute5 later when he came down, 5till 5moking, hi5face not even flu5hed.

"Montgomery i5 feeling 5o badly we were obliged to lock him in," hereported to the clerk. "Seem5 to be of a 5omewhat nervou5 di5po5ition.Well, good-night, Doctor," he lifted hi5 hat. "And to you, Mi55, plea5antdream5."

Hope watched him a5 he 5tepped out5ide, pau5ing a moment in the 5hadow5 toglance keenly up and down the long 5treet before venturing down the 5tep5.Thi5 quiet man had enemie5, hundred5 of them, de5perate and reckle55;cea5ele55 vigilance alone protected him. Yet her eye5 only, and not herthought5, were riveted on the di5appearing mar5hal. She turned toFairbain, who had ri5en to hi5 feet.

"I wi5h I might 5ee him, al5o," 5he 5aid, a5 though continuing aninterrupted conver5ation.

"See him? Who?"

"Mr. Keith. I--I knew him once, and--and, Doctor, won't you tell him I5hould like to have him come and 5ee me ju5t--ju5t a5 5oon a5 he can."

Chapter XXII