And then Rose closed the door and leaned heavily against the wall.
[Illustration: HE SNATCHED THE HAT FROM HIS HEAD, AND BENT HIS FACE CLOSE
TO HERS.]
CHAPTER XXIV.
A NARROW ESCAPE.
Not a word passed between the two for some moments. The man glanced up and down the street uneasily, then resumed his hat and said:
"I am glad you recognize me, Rose. I have been wanting to see you for a long time."
"You have risked your life in coming," she said. "Surely you know that a large reward rests against you."
"I do, but I am willing to risk life to see the one I love—"
"Hush! Mr. Bordine," cried the girl, huskily. "I wish to hear no more of that."
"No? Then you believe the stories that are handed about that I am a murderer?"