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A half hour later athrong in Professor Cassidy's third-floor gy in his new hero from head to foot the youth handed Byrne a note

He stood staring at the heavy weight until he had perused it

"Any answer?" he asked

"No answer, kid," replied Byrne, "that I can't takeboy

An hour later Billy Byrne was ascending the broad, white steps that led to the entrance of Anthony Harding's New York house The servant who answered his ring eyed him suspiciously, for Billy Byrne still dressed like a tea that Mr Byrne has co in the hallway, and started to ascend the great staircase, but halfway up hedown

"NeverMr Byrne," and then seeing that the fellow had not seated her visitor she added, "He is a very dear friend" Sirl, rushing toward hiht you were dead How long have you been here? Why haven't you been to seethrough his being since he had read of the broken engageirl's note And now in her eyes, in her whole attitude, he could read, as unh her lips had fore influence had seemed suddenly to come to work upon hinificence of Anthony Harding's hoe little stricture of the throat--a choking, half-suffocating sensation

The attitude of the servant, the splendor of the furnishings, the stateliness of the great hall, and the apart upon it--all had whispered to hi"

And now Barbara, clothed in son creation, belied by her very appearance the expression that suffused her eyes

No, Billy Byrne, the , ed" on Grand Avenue And Billy Byrne knew it now His heart went cold The bottom seemed suddenly to have dropped out of his life

Bravely he had battled to forget this wonderful creature, or, rather, his hopeless love for her--her he could never forget But the note froht of her had but served to rekindle the old fire within his breast