ILLUSTRATIONS
| “He listened, with her hand clasped in his.” | [ Frontispiece] |
| FACING PAGE | |
| “‘You won’t shoot him?’ she demanded, turning sharply around” | [ 68] |
| “Inside were a withered rose and a letter” | [ 100] |
| “‘Don’t Jeff, please don’t!’ she pleaded” | [ 250] |
RHODA OF THE UNDERGROUND