Excuse me for not going with you," pleaded Mrs.Deo, "but some one must watch the house." The New Yorker nodded, took the lantern offered him, and went stoically out.
He met a man on the walk in front.

He was faced his way and was panting heavily.
"Hello," said he, "what news ?" "They haven't found her; but there's no doubt she went over the fall.

The fellow who calls himself her husband has just been reading a letter they say she left on her bureau for him.

It was a good-by, I reckon, for you can't tear him from the spot.

He says he'll stay there till daylight.