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"Yes, the ten of hearts; Cupid and all that."

She recovered her composure quickly.

"Then you will not blow up the post-office to-night?"

"No," I replied, "not to-night."

"You have really and truly aroused my curiosity. Tell me, what does

the ten of hearts mean to you?"

I gazed thoughtfully down at her. Had I truly mystified her? There

was some doubt in my mind.

"Frankly, I wish I might tell you. All I am at liberty to say is that

I am about to set forth upon a desperate adventure, and I shall be very

fortunate if I do not spend the night in the lock-up."

"You do not look desperate."

"Oh, I am not desperate; it is only the adventure that is desperate."

"Some princess in durance vile? Some villain to smite? Citadels to

storm?" Her smile was enchantment itself.

I hesitated a moment. "What would you say if I told you that this

adventure was merely to prove to myself what a consummate ass the

average man can be upon occasions?"

"Why go to the trouble of proving it?"--drolly.

"I am conceited enough to have some doubts as to the degree."

"Consider it positive."

I laughed. "I am in hopes that I am neither a positive ass nor a

superlative one, only comparative."

"But the adventure; that is the thing that mainly interests me."

"Oh, that is a secret which I should hesitate to tell even to the

Sphinx."

"I see you are determined not to illuminate the darkness,"--and she

turned carelessly toward her uncle, who was serenely contemplating the

glowing end of a fat perfecto.

I bowed and passed out in Sixth Avenue, rather regretting that I had

not the pleasure of the charming young person's acquaintance.

The ten-spot of hearts seemed to have startled her for some reason. I

wondered why.

The snow blew about me, whirled, and swirled, and stung. Oddly enough

I recalled the paragraph relative to Mrs. Hyphen-Bonds. By this time

she was being very well tossed about in mid-ocean. As the old order of

yarn-spinners used to say, little did I dream what was in store for me,

or the influence the magic name of Hyphen-Bonds was to have upon my

destiny.

Bismillah! (Whatever that means!)