MR.

WEISS IN A HURRY Virginia walked along Fifth Avenue, enjoying the sunshine, the crowds of people, and the effect of a new hat.

Every now and then she stopped to look in a shop, and more than once she smiled to herself as she remembered how she had escaped from her uncle's house by flitting out of the side entrance.

For she had found herself within the last few hours a very important person indeed.

From the moment the doctor's carriage had stopped before the door, a little stream of callers, reporters, business friends, and others whom she knew nothing of, had thronged the place, unwilling to depart without some definite news of this unexpected illness, and all of them anxious to obtain a word or two with her.
Already a "Special" was being sold on the streets, and in big black letters she read of the alarming illness of Phineas Duge.