pair--death!"

"None of 'em's comin'--if yer don't call 'em. Stand still an' listen
for the other. It's the other that's TRUE."

She was without doubt amazing. She chirped like a bird singing on a
bough, rejoicing in token of the shining of the sun.

"It's wot yer can work on--this," said Glad. "The curick--'e's a good
sort an' no' 'arm in 'im--but 'e ses: 'Trouble an' 'unger is ter teach
yer ter submit. Accidents an' coughs as tears yer lungs is sent you to
prepare yer for 'eaven. If yer loves 'Im as sends 'em, yer 'll go
there.' ''Ave yer ever bin?' ses I. ''Ave yer ever saw anyone that's
bin? 'Ave yer ever saw anyone that's saw anyone that's bin?' 'No,' 'e
ses. 'Don't, me girl, don't!' 'Garn,' I ses; 'tell me somethin' as 'll
do me some good afore I'm dead! 'Eaven's too far off.'"

"The kingdom of 'eaven is at 'and," said Miss Montaubyn. "Bless yer,
yes, just 'ere."

Antony Dart glanced round the room. It was a strange place. But
something WAS here. Magic, was it? Frenzy--dreams--what?

He heard from below a sudden murmur and crying out in the street. Miss
Montaubyn heard it and stopped in her sewing, holding her needle and
thread extended.

Glad heard it and sprang to her feet.

"Somethin's 'appened," she cried out. "Someone's 'urt."

She was out of the room in a breath's space. She stood outside
listening a few seconds and darted back to the open door, speaking
through it. They could hear below commotion, exclamations, the wail of
a child.

"Somethin's 'appened to Bet!" she cried out again. "I can 'ear the
child."

She was gone and flying down the staircase; Antony Dart and Miss
Montaubyn rose together. The tumult was increasing; people were running
about in the court, and it was plain a crowd was forming by the magic
which calls up crowds as from nowhere about the door. The child's
screams rose shrill above the noise. It was no small thing which had
occurred.

"I must go," said Miss Montaubyn, limping away from her table. "P'raps
I can 'elp. P'raps you can 'elp, too," as he followed her.

They were met by Glad at the threshold. She had shot back to them,
panting.

"She was blind drunk," she said, "an' she went out to get more. She
tried to cross the street an' fell under a car. She'll be dead in five
minits. I'm goin' for the biby."

Dart saw Miss Montaubyn step back into her room. He turned
involuntarily to look at her.

She stood still a second--so still that it