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106 BOB YOUNGER’S FATE. CHAPTER XVII. BELTON’S INTERVIEW WITH IRENE. ‘‘Now,”’ remarked the German to himself, ‘‘I think I shall hold an interview with the fair cham- -bermaid who bamboozled me so nicely last night. Maybe she’ll doit again, but I shall not forego the _ pleasure of a private confab with her, even with that staring me in the face as a necessary consequence.”’ He was not ina hurry about carrying out his in- tentions, however, for he made no motion to ap- proach the house, although it is safe to say that no movement of any importance was made about the premises which he did ‘not see. At last he seemed to think that the time had ar- rived for action; he walked boldly up to the gate, opened it, and approached the window. Irene was seated in the parlor, but for once the sound of gayety was not heard—she was alone. ‘“Now’s my time,’’ he said, grimly, as he noticed that she was engaged in running over the keys of the piano in a desultory manner. Stepping on tiptoe, he cautiously opened the front - door, and slipped up stairs. A hasty glance into a suite of bedrooms determined his choice. He selected the best furnished, and coolly disap- peared under the bed. After a half hour’s waiting, he heard a step on the stairway, but as it passed on to another room he con- cluded it must be one of the servants. _ A few minutes later another step was heard, and this time he knew his intended victim was coming, (E(@) m G 00 (ele) cS