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Title: The Burglar and the Blizzard

Author: Alice Duer Miller

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THE BURGLAR AND THE BLIZZARD

A Christmas Story

by

ALICE DUER MILLER

Author of "The Blue Arch," etc.

With Illustrations by Charlotte Harding

Hearst's International Library Co., Inc.

1914

[Illustration: THE BURGLAR]

ILLUSTRATIONS

The Burglar (Frontispiece)

"It was a young lady who disposed of the silver"

"Good God," he cried, "what a night you have had"

He let McVay out of the closet

She was dressed in his sister's sables--ready for departure

"Please move a little back, Holland," he said, "I want to get
nearer the fire"

"My dear fellow--pray allow me"

"I have here a slight token, in honor of the day"

I

Geoffrey Holland stood up and for the second time surveyed the
restaurant in search of other members of his party, two fingers in the
pocket of his waistcoat, as if they had just relinquished his watch. He
was tall enough to be conspicuous and well bred enough to be indifferent
to the fact, good looking, in a bronzed, blond clean-shaven way, and
branded in the popular imagination as a young and active millionaire.

At a neighbouring table a man lent forward and whispered to the other
men and women with him:

"Do you know who that is?--that is young Holland."

"What, that boy! He doesn't look as if he were out of school."

"No," said one of the women, elaborating the comment, "he does not look
old enough