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A Mistake in Assassination.
Let his future be what it might, Jack Keith would never again forget the girl who held the door open for his passage with one hand, her other clasped in his.

Interested before, yet forcing himself into indifference now that he knew who she really was, the man made full surrender.

It was a struggle that kept him from clasping the slender figure in his arms, and pouring forth the words of tenderness which he sternly choked back.
This was neither the time, nor the place, yet his eyes must have spoken, for Hope's glance fell, and her cheeks grew crimson.
"I do not need to pledge you to return this time, do I ?" she questioned, her voice trembling.
"No," he answered, "nor any time again." The hall was deserted, but a few men loitered in the office.

Keith recognized none of the faces, and did not stop to make any inquiries of the clerk.