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I RMA wrung: her slender hands in
despair. Tears were In her violet
eyes, dimming their translucent
velvet depths with a cloud ol anguish
Infinitely sad to behold in one so
young and obviously Innocent. She
was but 18 summers, and need I say
that those few winters hail not frost
ed her golden hair, so soft and shim
mering, and all her own?
"Oh, daddy, what shall we do?
We've only 76 cents left, and little
Dumpsle’s burnt a hole In her last
j apron this morning.”
Her father made no answer. Poor
man, he could not. Only last Sunday
he had suddenly become deaf and
dumb. To all Intents and purposes he
was now a deaf mute. Have I said
that he had always been blind?
The next day, taking the 60 cents
and leaving the quarter for the chil
dren's dinner, she went up to New
York. Exactly opposite the great ter
minus where she alighted was the
Sclntlllarlum, that most famous Of
New York theaters, where "The Wom
an Who Went Right Through" was
being played nightly to crowded and
delighted audiences, "Is that a thea
ter?" Irma asked a policeman, huge
i and urbane. He replied in the affir
mative. Irma eroesed the road and
entered. "1 want to see the mana
ger," she said to the porter guarding
Its portals.
"Have you an appointment, mad
am?”
"No," replied Irma, "but 1 mnst eee
him."
What Ckrald He Do?
The porter, toached in spite of his
bewilderment, gave In. What else
could he do? No mao could remain
callous to such beauty in distress. He
went In search at the manager. Pres
ently he come back. "Come this way,
please, madam."
Irma went that way, and after
threading many passages, carpeted in
thick velvet pile, was ushered Into •
room. It contained a man, stoat,
truculent-looking, and dressed In the
height of fashion. His hard, beady
black eyes glittered evilly as they fell
on Irma, timid, but pulsating with
eagerness. Her face bore a look of
'indelible breeding.
"You wished to see me?" he asked
"Yes, please," replied Irma, pant
ing with excitement and hope. "I
want to be a star."
"Miss Rosalind Vanslttart needs a
rest. You can take her part to-night.
She's the leading star. I’ll give you
$2,600 a week. Sit down While I draw
up the contract."
Irina could scarcely believe her
ears. Twenty-five hundred dollars a
week! Why, that must be about $8,-
000,000 a year. Paddy and children
wouldn’t starve now.
“Please sign this,” said the man
ager.
"It’s nothing daddy would mind roe
signing If he were able to mind?"
asked Irma. She was a good girl and
loved her father. No, daddy wouldn’t
mind even If he were able to; the
manager was quite positive about
that. Then he offered to lend his 200-
h. p. motor to carry herr and the good
news back to her family.
On the way she was to learn her
part. She must be sure to be back at
the theater by 8 o'clock, for the cur
tain wan to rise at 9. The manager
handed her Into his magnificent car
himself. He whispered directions to
the chauffeur, who responded with a
knowing leer. They sped dizzily along
the roads, but Irma, Intent on learn
ing her part, did not notice the coun
try through which they flashed like
lightning. Suddenly the car slowed
down and the chauffeur turned in
through two big iron gates. Presently
a large, gloomy house became visible
In the dusk now falling. The car
drew up in front of It The chauffeur
got down.
“Yer to get out ’ere," said the
chauffeur; "the Governor thought you
might like a cup o’ tea."
"How kind he Is,” paid Irma, and
got out. The door was opened by on
elderly woman. She had only one eye,
but you felt that two would only have
given her a doubly sinister look.
Trapped!
Without saying anything she show
ed Irma, Into a room upstairs and lm
mediately left her. There was a sound
as of a key being turned in the lock,
Irma started. She flew to the door. It
was locked. Then for the first time
she realized that she had been trapped
through the machinations of that
manager she had thought so kind
Should she burst into tears or try to
escape? She decided, brave girl, upon
the latter course. Shs ran to the Win
dow. There was a tree growing quite
close. By getting on to the sill out
side she could easily reach it and
clamber down. Not for nothing had
she climbed the trees in the vicarage
garden. In lees than a minute she
was safely to the ground. She twin
kled quickly down the drive till she
reached the gates. They, too, were
locked. Then her heart began to beet
with fear. Suppose they caught her
and took her back to that dreadful
home and that more dreadful old
woman. The moment had come to
burst Into tears, which she accord
ingly did. . Between her sobs she
heard the sound of steps. She peered
through the bars- and was able to dis
tinguish in the darkness the tall fig
ure of a man. "Please help me," she
panted. The man stopped.
Just then the moon came out. He
saw Irma crouching behind the bars.
"You look like a monkey In the Zoo
what, ’ he said. Then, ’‘Stand clear.”
Irma moved to the side. He charged
the gates with his massive shoulders
and burst them, lock and bars. Irma
sped through and threw herself Into
his arms.
Saved!
"You have saved my life,” aha
gasped, as she clung to him.
"Tell me all about it, little one,” he
said, when he had recovered from his
exquisite pain. After her tale was
done he swore with a savage oath to
kill the villainous manager with his
own hands. But Irma would not be
comforted.
“I shan't have my $2,600 a week,
after all," she sobbed, "and daddv and
the children have only a quarter/'
"Will I do Instead?” asked the man
tenderly. ’Tm only a poor devil of a
duke and not nearly good enough for
you, but I’ve got $1,000,000 a year.
We’ll share the swag equally.”
Not long after there was a magnifi
cent wedding at St. -Patw’s.