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o small. There were so few things to move and it took such a short time, in spite of all I could do and pretend to do, that I was in despair. "You must be right," I said at length, looking woefully up at her. "Yes; I knew I was," she said steadily. "I must have lost it." "Yes." There was no hope there. I turned to go. "I'll lend you a nickel to get home, if you'll leave me your address," she said after a moment. Oh, that admirable woman! She ought to be ruling empires instead of searching thieves. Look at the balance of her, Mag. My best acting hadn't shaken her. She hadn't that fatal curiosity to understand motives that wrecks so many who deal with--we'll call them the temporarily un-straight. She was satisfied just not to let me get ahead of her in the least particular. But she wasn't mean, and she would lend me a nickel--not an emotionally extravagant ten-cent piece, but just a nickel--on the chance that I was what I seemed to be. Oh, I did admire her; but I'd have been more enthusiastic about it if I could have seen my way clear to the baby and the paper. I took the nickel and thanked her, but effusiveness left her unmoved. A wholesome, blue-gowned rock with a neat, full-bibbed white apron; that's what she was! And still I lingered. Fancy Nance Olden just heartbroken at being compelled to leave a police station! But there was nothing for it. Go, I had to. My head was a-whirl with schemes coming forward with suggestions and being dismissed as unsuitable; my thoughts were flying about at such a dizzy rate while I stood there in the doorway, the woman's patient hand on the knob and her watchful eyes on me, that I actually-- Mag, I actually didn't hear the matron's voice the first time she spoke. The second time, though, I turned--so happy I could not keep the tremor out of my voice. "I thought you had gone long ago," she said. Oh, we were friends, we two! We'd chummed over a baby, which for women is like what taking a drink together is for men. The admirable dragon in the blue dress didn't waver a bit because her superior spoke pleasantly to me. She only watched and listened. Which puts you in a difficult position when your name's Nance Olden--you have to tell the truth. "I've been detained," I said with dignity, "against my wish. But that's all over. I'm going now. Good-by." I nodded and caught up my skirt. "Oh!" I paused just as the admirable dragon was closing
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