〃You　sit　down；　mother；〃　she　said。
  Hannah　would　not。　　They　finished　the　dishes　together　in　silence　while　the
  light　of　the　new　day　stole　in　through　the　windows。　　Janet　went　into　her
  room；　set　it　in　order；　made　up　the　bed；　put　on　her　coat　and　hat　and
  rubbers。　　Then　she　returned　to　Hannah；　who　seized　her。
  〃It　ain't　going　to　spoil　your　happiness？〃
  But　Janet　could　not　answer。　　She　kissed　her　mother；　and　went　out；　down
  the　stairs　into　the　street。　　The　day　was　sharp　and　cold　and　bracing；　and
  out　of　an　azure　sky　the　sun　shone　with　dazzling　brightness　on　the　snow；
  which　the　west　wind　was　whirling　into　little　eddies　of　white　smoke；
  leaving　on　the　drifts　delicate　scalloped　designs　like　those　printed　by
  waves　on　the　sands　of　the　sea。　　They　seemed　to　Janet　that　morning
  hatefully　beautiful。　　In　front　of　his　tin　shop；　whistling　cheerfully　and
  labouring　energetically　with　a　shovel　to　clean　his　sidewalk；　was　Johnny
  Tiernan；　the　tip　of　his　pointed　nose　made　very　red　by　the　wind。
  〃Good　morning；　Miss　Bumpus；〃　he　said。　　〃Now；　if　you'd　only　waited　awhile；
  I'd　have　had　it　as　clean　as　a　parlour。　　It's　fine　weather　for　coal
  bills。〃
  She　halted。
  〃Can　I　see　you　a　moment；　Mr。　Tiernan？〃
  Johnny　looked　at　her。
  〃Why　sure；〃　he　said。　　Leaning　his　shovel　against　the　wall；　he　gallantly
  opened　the　door　that　she　might　pass　in　before　him　and　then　led　the　way　to
  the　back　of　the　shop　where　the　stove　was　glowing　hospitably。　　He　placed　a
  chair　for　her。　　〃Now　what　can　I　be　doing　to　serve　you？〃　he　asked。
  〃It's　about　my　sister；〃　said　Janet。
  〃Miss　Lise？〃
  〃I　thought　you　might　know　what　man　she's　been　going　with　lately；〃　said
  Janet。
  Mr。　Tiernan　had　often　wondered　how　much　Janet　knew　about　her　sister。　　In
  spite　of　a　momentary　embarrassment　most　unusual　in　him；　the　courage　of
  her　question　made　a　strong　appeal；　and　his　quick　sympathies　suspected　the
  tragedy　behind　her　apparent　calmness。　　He　met　her　magnificently。
  〃Why；〃　he　said；　〃I　have　seen　Miss　Lise　with　a　fellow　named　DuvalHoward
  Duvalwhen　he's　been　in　town。　　He　travels　for　a　Boston　shoe　house；
  Humphrey　and　Gillmount。〃
  〃I'm　afraid　Lise　has　gone　away　with　him；〃　said　Janet。　　〃I　thought　you
  might　be　able　to　find　out　something　about　him；　andwhether　any　one　had
  seen　them。　　She　left　home　yesterday　morning。〃
  For　an　instant　Mr。　Tiernan　stood　silent　before　her；　his　legs　apart；　his
  fingers　running　through　his　bristly　hair。
  〃Well；　ye　did　right　to　come　straight　to　me；　Miss　Janet。　　It's　me　that　can
  find　out；　if　anybody　can；　and　it's　glad　I　am　to　help　you。　　Just　you　stay
  heremake　yourself　at　home　while　I　run　down　and　see　some　of　the　boys。
  I'll　not　be　longand　don't　be　afraid　I'll　let　on　about　it。〃
  He　seized　his　overcoat　and　departed。　　Presently　the　sun；　glinting　on　the
  sheets　of　tin；　started　Janet's　glance　straying　around　the　shop；　noting
  its　disorderly　details；　the　heaped…up　stovepipes；　the　littered　work…bench
  with　the　shears　lying　across　the　vise。　　Once　she　thought　of　Ditmar
  arriving　at　the　office　and　wondering　what　had　happened　to　her。。。。　　The
  sound　of　a　bell　made　her　jump。　　Mr。　Tiernan　had　returned。
  〃She's　gone　with　him；〃　said　Janet；　not　as　a　question；　but　as　one　stating
  a　fact。
  Mr。　Tiernan　nodded。
  〃They　took　the　nine…thirty…six　for　Boston　yesterday　morning。　　Eddy
  Colahan　was　at　the　depot。〃
  Janet　rose。　　〃Thank　you；〃　she　said　simply。
  〃What　are　you　going　to　do？〃　he　asked。
  〃I'm　going　to　Boston；〃　she　answered。　　〃I'm　going　to　find　out　where　she
  is。〃
  〃Then　it's　me　that's　going　with　you；〃　he　announced。
  〃Oh　no；　Mr。　Tiernan！〃　she　protested。　　〃I　couldn't　let　you　do　that。〃
  〃And　why　not？〃　he　demanded。　　〃I've　got　a　little　business　there　myself。
  I'm　proud　to　go　with　you。　　It's　your　sister　you　want；　isn't　it？〃
  〃Yes。〃
  〃Well；　what　would　you　be　doing　by　yourselfa　young　lady？　　How　will　you
  find　your　sister？〃
  〃Do　you　think　you　can　find　her？〃
  〃Sure　I　can　find　her；〃　he　proclaimed；　confidently。　　He　had　evidently　made
  up　his　mind　that　casual　treatment　was　what　the　affair　demanded。　　〃Haven't
  I　good　friends　in　Boston？〃　　By　friendship　he　swayed　his　world：　nor　was　he
  completely　unknownthough　he　did　not　say　soto　certain　influential
  members　of　his　race　of　the　Boston　police　department。　　Pulling　out　a　large
  nickel　watch　and　observing　that　they　had　just　time　to　catch　the　train；　he
  locked　up　his　shop；　and　they　set　out　together　for　the　station。　　Mr。
  Tiernan　led　the　way；　for　the　path　was　narrow。　　The　dry　snow　squeaked
  under　his　feet。
  After　escorting　her　to　a　seat　on　the　train；　he　tactfully　retired　to　the
  smoking　car；　not　to　rejoin　her　until　they　were　on　the　trestle　spanning
  the　Charles　River　by　the　North　Station。　　All　the　way　to　Boston　she　had
  sat　gazing　out　of　the　window　at　the　blinding　whiteness　of　the　fields；
  incapable　of　rousing　herself　to　the　necessity　of　thought；　to　a　degree　of
  feeling　commensurate　with　the　situation。　　She　did　not　know　what　she　would
  say　to　Lise　if　she　should　find　her；　and　in　spite　of　Mr。　Tiernan's
  expressed　confidence；　the　chances　of　success　seemed　remote。　　When　the
  train　began　to　thread　the　crowded　suburbs；　the　city；　spreading　out　over
  its　hills；　instead　of　thrilling　her；　as　yesterday；　with　a　sense　of
  dignity　and　power；　of　opportunity　and　emancipation；　seemed　a　labyrinth
  with　many　warrens　where　vice　and　crime　and　sorrow　could　hide。　　In　front
  of　the　station　the　traffic　was　already　crushing　the　snow　into　filth。
  They　passed　the　spot　where；　the　night　before；　the　carriage　had　stopped；
  where　Ditmar　had　bidden　her　good…bye。　　Something　stirred　within　her；
  became　a　shooting　pain。。。。　　She　asked　Mr。　Tiernan　what　he　intended　to　do。
  〃I'm　going　right　after　the　man；　if　he's　here　in　the　city；〃　he　told　her。
  And　they　boarded　a　street　car；　which　almost　immediately　shot　into　the
  darkness　of　the　subway。　　Emerging　at　Scollay　Square；　and　walking　a　few
  blocks；　they　came　to　a　window　where　guns；　revolvers；　and　fishing　tackle
  were　displayed；　and　on　which　was　painted　the　name；　〃Timothy　Mulally。〃
  Mr。　Tiernan　entered。
  〃Is　Tim　in？〃　he　inquired　of　one　of　the　clerks；　who　nodded　his　head
  towards　the　rear　of　the　store；　where　a　middle…aged；　grey…haired　Irishman
  was　seated　at　a　desk　under　a　drop　light。
  〃Is　it　you；　Johnny？〃　he　exclaimed；　looking　up。
  〃It's　meself；〃　said　Mr。　Tiernan。　　〃And　this　is　Miss　Bumpus；　a　young　lady
  friend　of　mine　from　Hampton。〃
  Mr。　Mulally　rose　and　bowed。
  〃How　do　ye　do；　ma'am；〃　he　said。
  〃I've　got　a　little　business　to　do　for　her；〃　Mr。　Tiernan　continued。　　〃I
  thought　you　might　offer　her　a　chair　and　let　her　stay　here；　quiet；　while　I
  was　gone。〃
  〃With　pleasure；　ma'am；〃　Mr。　Mulally　replied；　pulling　forward　a　chair　with
  alacrity。　　〃Just　sit　there　comfortableno　one　will　disturb　ye。〃
  When；　in　the　course　of　half　an　hour；　Mr。　Tiernan　returned；　there　was　a
  grim　yet　triumphant　look　in　his　little　blue　eyes；　but　it　was　not　until
  Janet　had　thanked　Mr。　Mulally　for　his　hospitality　and　they　had　reached
  the　sidewalk　that　he　announced　the　result　of　his　quest。
  〃Well；　I　caught　him。　　It's　lucky　we　came　when　we　didhe　was　just　going
  out　on　the　road　again；　up　to　Maine。　　I　know　where　Miss　Lise　is。〃
  〃He　told　you！〃　exclaimed　Janet。
  〃He　told　me　indeed；　but　it　wasn't　any　joy　to　him。　　He　was　all　for
  bluffing　at　first。　　It's　easy　to　scare　the　likes　of　him。　　He　was　as　white
  as　his　collar　before　I　was　done　with　him。　　He　knows　who　I　am；　all　right
  he's　heard　of　me　in　Hampton；〃　Mr。　Tiernan　added；　with　a　pardonable　touch
  of　pride。
  〃What　did　you　say？〃　inquired　Janet；　curiously。
  〃Say？〃　repeated　Mr。　Tiernan。　　〃It's　not　much　I　had　to　say；　Miss　Janet。　　I
  was　all　ready　to　go　to　Mr。　Gillmount；　his　boss。　　I'm　guessing　he　won't
  take　much　pleasure　on　this　trip。〃
  She　asked　for　no　more　details。
  CHAPTER　XIII
  Once　more　Janet　and　Mr。　Tiernan　descended　into　the　subway；　taking　a　car
  going　to　the　south　and　west；　which　finally　came　out　of　the　tunnel　into　a
  broad　avenue　lined　with　shabby　shops；　hotels　and　saloons；　and　long　rows
  of　boardingand　rooming…houses。　　They　alighted　at　a　certain　corner；
  walked　a　little　way　along　a　street　unkempt　and　dreary；　Mr。　Tiernan
  scrutinizing　the　numbers　until　he　paused　in　front　of　a　house　with　a
  basement　kitchen　and　snow…covered；　sandstone　steps。　　Climbing　these；　he
  pulled　the　bell；　and　they　stood　waiting　in　the　twilight　of　a　half…closed
  vestibule　until　presently　shuffling　steps　were　heard　within；　the　door　was
  cautiously　opened；　not　more　than　a　foot；　but　enough　to　reveal　a　woman　in
  a　loose　wrapper；　with　an　untidy　mass　of　bleached　hair　and　a　puffy　face
  like　a　fungus　grown　in　darkness。
  〃I　want　to　see　Miss　Lise　Bumpus；〃　Mr。　Tiernan　demanded。
  〃You've　got　the　wrong　place。　　There　ain't　no　one　of　that　name　here；〃　said
  the　woman。
  〃There　ain't！　　All　right；〃　he　insisted　aggressively；　pushing　open　the
  door　in　spite　of　her。　　〃If　you　don't　let　this　young　lady　see　her　quick；
  there's　trouble　coming　to　you。〃
  〃Who　are　you？〃　asked　the　woman；　impudently；　yet　showing　signs　of　fear。
  〃Never　mind　who　I　am；〃　Mr。　Tiernan　declared。　　〃I　know　all　about　you；　and
  I　know　all　about　Duval。　　If　you　don't　want　any　trouble　you　won't　make
  any；　and　you'll　take　this　young　lady　to　her　sister。　　I'll　wait　here　for
  you；　Miss　Janet；〃　he　added。
  〃I　don't　know　nothing　about　hershe　rente