But something made her take it.

She wore it when she came in last." "She did! Then I'm satisfied.

Thankee all the same.

Just give me a pair of gloves for her, and I'll be getting on." She picked out a pair for him, and he trotted away, mumbling cheerily to himself as he passed between the counters.

But once in his taxi again, he concentrated all his thought on that bolt of striped dress-goods.