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E22 THE DUGDALE MILLIONS. he noticed that her hair was blonde and her shawl a fiery red. As she reached the foot of the flight of steps leading to the door she inquired for Mr. Stanton. When Dick informed her that he was not at home, an expression of deep disappointment settled upon her honest face. **T have come all the way from New York to see Mr. Stanton,’’ she replied, as she accepted Dick’s invita- tion to seat herself. ‘‘I didn’t want to come, but they urged so hard that I did. And they told me I’d be sure to find Mr. Stanton at home.’’ Dick was on the point of inquiring who ‘‘they’”’ were, when it occurred to him that he might be ob- truding himself upon private affairs, and he withheld his questions. But the woman enlightened him with- out the necessity of inquiries from him. **They didn’t know at his office what Mr. Stanton wanted to see me about, but they said he was very anxious to see me about something. It 1s all along of an advertisement they put into the papers, asking any who knew James Powers to communicate with them.”’ Now Dick was interested. A few moments before he had determined to withdraw from the search, but so strong is the fascination of the chase, that upon the first scent he was all eagerness. *‘Of course,’’ he said, ‘‘you are alluding to Stanton, Boyd & Stevens, and you are the daughter of James Powers.”’ The hazard was acorrect one, as Dick perceived by the astonished expression of her face. **It is ail right,’’ continued Dick. ‘‘I am the one you want tosee. Mr. Stanton inserted that advertise- ment forme. Iam the one who wanted to talk with anyone who knew James Powers. My name is Mason. Are you the married daughter?’’ **Both of us are married now, sir. I am the oldest. My name is Jenkins now. We live in Philadelphia, Comicboolkkxs 3}