efused," said I. "I am content with the fact
that you are here."

"But you misunderstand it," she said, coldly.

"I don't understand it, I don't misunderstand it," was my reply. "I
accept it."

She looked depressed, discouraged. She turned away from the window,
drifted out of the room. While the surface of my mind was taken up
with her, I must have been thinking, underneath, of the warning she
had brought; for, perhaps half or three-quarters of an hour after she
left, I was suddenly whirled out of my reverie at the window by a
thought like a pistol thrust into my face. "What if 'they' should
include Roebuck!" And just as a man begins to defend himself from a
sudden danger before he clearly sees what the danger is, so I began to
act before I even questioned whether my suspicion was plausible or
absurd. I went into the hall, rang the bell, slipped a lightweight
coat over my evening dress and put on a hat. When Sanders appeared, I
said: "I'm going out for a few minutes--perhaps an hour--if anyone
should ask." A moment later I was in a hansom and on the way to
Roebuck's.

TO BE CONTINUED.

THE WINDOW

This is the window where, one day,
I watched him as he came,
When all the world was white with May,
And vibrant with his name.

His eyes to mine, my eyes to his--
Oh lad, how glad were we,
What time I leaned to catch the kiss
Your fingers tossed to me!

This is the window where, one day,
I crouched to see him go,
When all the world with wrath was gray
And desolate with snow.

Oh, this the glass where prophet-wise
My fate I needs must spell;
Through this I looked on Paradise,
Through this I looked on Hell.

THEODOSIA GARRISON.

AMERICANS IN LONDON

By LADY WILLSHIRE

The author of the following essay on "Americans in London" is
one of the most distinguished of the leaders of English Society.
She is the daughter of Sir Sanford Freeling, who was for a time
military secretary at Gibraltar. Her husband, Sir Arthur
Willshire, was an officer in the Guards. Lady Willshire, in
addition to her social activities, is, without ostentation, a
woman whose charities occupy a large part of her time. In
appearance she is over middle height, rather fragile, with great
charm of manner. She is an accomplished musician and linguist.
Her favorite recreations are riding, driving and bicycling,