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we must be on time,” chimed i in Miss “but it is only three o'clock now, and ce begins at eight-thirty; that enty of time, will it not?” ~ ” answered Mr. Gray; “that is, if > giv = good horses. I don’ t wonder it you l = tis evening. és Nae tan ries will Be Sire for us to be on said Miss Allyn, soberly. o a he add to” Mr. Temple's Yes \llyn “e ne ttre ‘th a ret. w <2 i 3 ale 1p were a minute late, Marion!” we'll See ‘how long it takes ws to ” said Mr. Gray, « cheerily. The next he was in the hotel office, ofdering a rom the livery stable. As they drove om the hotel three persons were watchin ng ‘them -frony one of the office win- ow: s. They ‘ were Rose and his two friends, h their well-filled cameras. \s py 2s the sleigh was out of sight ods | sie! voice, SO, ae no one but his \ Sen tie see fdas she doesn’t - She's” gone for : a long ride, so the £5 ri 5 dead easy.” 6 ind, meanwhile, we'll have our new Le — ny ne up to leok as much like Miss Marl¢ lowe as possible,” said one of the fellows ; “and who is to dis ute the name, I’d like to ; spu e Why, there may be a dozen Marion rlowes in the world. The name is not > JP. right ed * ' ; ‘We e si cared that Bish. Jones, in oreat snape, ” an swered the other one; “he'd tell us momen tea: Vv way e s wi - Know. “rm ON Le at th cy sinner !" “it 's lucky y there happens ® bé a traitorin heir ca mp; our plans would have fallen | f there hadn't been,” was the an- ve | there was a low, whispered con- ersation, nd the three friends parted. The two ue mera fiends” went back to Buffalo, but. Rose hired a single sleigh and started afte fer } Mari on. He wore a fur cap well down oo fa ce and did his own driving. ager eply, for she was thoroughly delighted | nervous over what may sek a Jo hh how worried he would _@ paper. fements for the nex Baon Te) if he knew short time before he caught ‘> P — Ps 4 " » ¥. / a . 2 go 7 rover you will cas us,” was Marion’ s sight of Mr. Gray’s party, after which he kept them in sight without going too near. He was desperately in earnest in his under- taking. The scenery delighted Marion, and she was in the gayest possible spirits. : -The sleighing was excellent, and the glimpses -of the river fascinated her. Al- though Marion and her companions noticed the sleigh behind them, not once did either she or her companions dream that they were being watched by the sleigh’s occupant, or that Rippel and Rose would ever resort to downright treachery. It was while she was enjoying her drive that Mr. Temple succeeded in serving his in- junctign to restrain his rivals from using her rame on.their programmes. al He was accompanying his “process server” Gown one of the side streets of Buffalo when he suddenly saw Rippel walking rapidly just ahead of him. : a There was a reéord breaking but almost noiseless “sprint” on the part of the officer, and Mr. Rippel was put in possession of the Hefturned and faced Mr. Temple with an insolent laugh. “Do you suppose that bit of paper will make any difference to me?” he asked, blunt- ly. -“Well, you don’t know me very well! ad hy, I meet those things all over the coun- ‘try! A fellow out in Indianapolis tried to stop me last week, but I not onlv gobbled his star, but played in his theatre!” ‘ He grinned with the greatest impudence as he delivered this statement, but Mr. Temple greeted his manner with one of chilling @ig- nity. | “It will not be well for you to try that with me,’ he said, quietly ; “that sort of thing may go in the West, but if you attempt it here, you will pay dearly for your experiment.” “Pay nothing,” said the man, with another impudent grin. “Why. we've got a dozen judgments hanging over our heads now! ‘Don’t worry us a bit. We ain’t worth a penny !” “LT should know that by your methods.” said Mr. Temple, disgustedly. “You are merely a couple of tricksters, who are trying co make a living dishapestly alo Biee a5) ~