CHAPTER X.
ROMPED WITH THE GIRL.
The morning was heavy and almost breathless.

The smoke of the city hung low in the streets.

Henry had passed through a dreamful and uneasy sleep.

He thought it wise to remain in his room until the merchant was gone down town, and troublously he had begun to doze again when Ellen's voice aroused him.

"Come on down!" she cried, tapping on the door.