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One by one the young ladies of the chorus cae-door of the Universal, inhansom or taxicab by an attendant cavalier Laverick stood back in the shadows asnow and then to hi the evening Zoe was ahtful little gesture of pleasure, and took his ar cab

"This sort of thing is i's for supper, I suppose?"

"Supper!" she exclai, too! I did love last night"

"We had better engage a table at Luigi's perhed

He laughed at her, but he was thoughtful for a few minutes Afterwards, when they sat at a small round table in the somewhat Bohemian restaurant which was the fashionable rendezvous of the moment for ladies of the theatrical profession, he asked her a question

"Tell ed "You said that you had so very much," she ad at the stage-door about me, and whether I was connected in any ith a Mr Arthur Morrison, the stockbroker"

"Do you knoho it was?" he asked

She shook her head

"The et the doorkeeper to tell me about him, but he's such a surly old fellow, and he's so used to that sort of thing, that he pretended he didn't rehtfully, "that any one should have found you out You were so seldom with Morrison I dare say," he added, "it was just some one to whom your brother owes some small su to tell you He caht while the perforht it for you to see"

The note--it was really little ramme and enclosed in an envelope evidently borrowed from the box-office It read as follows: DEAR MISS LENEVEU, I believe that Mr Arthur Morrison is a connection of yours, and I a to introduce myself to you as a friend of his Could you spare me half-an-hour of your co? If you could honor ive you some supper