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THE ASPASIA CLUB. | 111 der the influence of that woman. You know where she lives. Give me her address!’ “Pll see you hanged first!’’ almost screamed Grid- ston. And, before any of the three could guess his inten- tion or make move to prevent him, he darted away ‘suddenly, and disappeared through the little door be- side the alcove which contained the statue of As- pasia. Tom rushed after him, but it was too late. The door had closed with a click behind the fugitive, and it was securely locked. ‘(That’s the private exit to the street,’’ remarked Sheridan, ‘‘only to be used in case of need.’? ‘(Then he can’t escape!’’ cried Tom. ‘‘Palfrey is in the street outside with his cab. Ill watch for Gridston there. I promised them I’d save Harry, and ~Tll keep my word.”’ And, without waiting to hear aught from the others, he rushed away to watch the exterior of the club. ‘“Are you going, too?”’ ) asked the American, phleg- matically, of Fletcher. Gillie considered the matter for a moment, and then replied: “Not a bit of it! I’ve paid my eiheertntion: and, hang it! I’m going to see the fun!”’ There was more method in this declaration than Eomicbooks.co