, sad page it was, with little light anywhere upon it.
She had taken little part in their dangerous enterprises, only now and
then appearing somewhere with Harry when he was masquerading as a
girl, in order to mislead the officers or the neighbours in their
estimate of the number and sex of the gang; or to play a part, as on
the night when she personated June Jenrys in order to entrap Lossing.

* * * * *

But when the ship's in port who cares to wait for the furling of the
sails? The journey ended, we go ashore.

Little need to describe the meeting between Gerald Trent and his
friends, which occurred shortly after the going away of the 'gang' and
the visit of the doctor.

He told them the story of his 'disappearance,' and the manner of it
was briefly thus:

At one of the small tables in the Public Comfort Cafe he had dined
opposite Smug, whose confiding and kindly obliging manner and general
air of being a good but rather slow young man made him an invaluable
decoy for the gang. Here Trent's rather careless display of a
well-filled purse, together with the fine watch he carried and his
valuable diamonds, quietly but mistakenly worn, had no doubt attracted
Smug, who had made himself agreeable, but not obtrusively so, and had
contrived to meet him again and yet again. The last meeting was at
evening, when, while chatting easily, he had expressed a desire to
visit Buffalo Bill, and Smug, claiming to be a near resident, very
modestly offered his escort, and was so unobtrusive and so eminently
proper while confessing to a weakness for 'horse shows,' that Trent
had been quite disarmed.

At the close of the entertainment, the Elevated trains being
overcrowded, Smug had carelessly recommended the Central, alleging
that one of its suburban stations was little more than two blocks
away, and proffered himself as guide, as an afterthought, and because
he could show him a short cut.

'He showed me several,' concluded Trent, with a grimace; 'for, having
lured me away from the crowd and into an almost deserted and
ill-lighted street, we were suddenly attacked, and my "short cuts"
were administered upon my crown.'

Some hazy remembrance caused him to believe that they had taken him to
their lair, half-carrying and half-dragging him, and representing him
to an inquiring policeman as being a victim of too much brandy and
beer.

Then came his illness, a dream of fever, pain, and delirium, and a