not done that he might have seen her on those days. He wished that he could see her once more before she hated him.
The day was pleasant and it was three o'clock in the afternoon. On pleasant days he had seen her often between three and four walking upon the esplanade besides the children's bathing beach. Would she walk there to-day? The desire to see her once more before she knew was overwhelming in him.
He got up, shaking excitedly, and examined the lock upon the door. He went to the other door and listened and heard Sallet speaking to a clerk. He sped noiselessly back to the first door, turned the knob of the spring lock and darted out into the corridor. The elevator by which he had ascended with Sallet was in the front. There was, he perceived, a stairway in the rear. He tumbled breathlessly down four flights of stairs into a hallway at one end of which he saw a door that opened on the alley. He rushed out and ran down the alley across Dearborn Street to State and then turned north. The street was crowded; boys were
