Tales of the City Room
distinguish yourself. I will have a boy at the station with letters which may help you. Good-night."
Eighteen hours later she sat in the Fairview prison. It was easy enough to get there. The warden unbent marvellously under the influence of a strong personal letter and Miss Herrick's face. The girl felt quite like a distinguished guest as the stern old fellow spoke of stories of hers which he had read, and newspaper cuts of her which he had seen, "which," he added kindly, "don't look much like you." Then he was led to speak of Mrs. Brandow, to whom he and his wife had become much attached during the long months of her imprisonment. She had been restless and sleepless of late, and had n't eaten much. He mentioned this last circumstance with a feeling he had not shown before. Evidently the sufferings of one who could not eat came keenly home to him. When his wife entered the room, it was with the keys in her hand, and the gratifying announcement that Mrs. Brandow would receive the caller for a few moments. For this Miss Her- Her-
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