son's room," said Humphreys, smiling politely.

"Do you invite gentlemen to your room?" said the frantic woman to Julia,
meaning by one blow to revenge herself and crush the stubbornness of her
daughter forever. But Julia was too anxious about August to notice the
shameless insult.

"Mrs. Anderson, this visit is without any invitation from Julia. I did
wrong to enter your house in this way, but I only am responsible, and I
meant to enter Jonas's room. I did not know that Julia occupied this
room. I am to blame, she is not."

"And what did you break in for if you didn't mean to steal? It is all
off between you and Jule, for I saw your letter. I shall have you
arrested to-morrow for burglary. And I think you ought to be searched.
Mr. Humphreys, won't you put him out?"

Humphreys stopped forward toward August, but he noticed that the latter
had a hard look in his eyes, and had two stout German fists shut very
tight. He turned back.

"These thieves are nearly always armed. I think I had best get a pistol
out of my trunk."

"I have no arms, and you know it, coward," said August. "I will not be
put out by anybody, but I will go out whenever the master of this
house asks me to go out, and the rest of you open a free path."

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"Jonas, put him out!" screamed Mrs. Anderson.

"Couldn't do it," said Jonas, "couldn't do it ef I tried. They's too
much bone and sinnoo in them arms of his'n, and moreover he's a
gentleman. I axed him to come and see me sometime, and he come. He come
ruther late it's true, but I s'pose he thought that sence we got sech a
dee-splay of watch-seals and straps we had all got so stuck up, we
wouldn't receive calls afore fashionable hours. Any way, I 'low he
didn't mean no harm, and he's my visitor, seein' he meant to come into
my winder, knowin' the door was closed agin him. And he won't let no man
put him out, 'thout he's a man with more'n half a dozen watch-seals onto
him, to give him weight and influence."

"Samuel, will you see me insulted in this way? Will you put this burglar
out of the house?"

The "head of the house," thus appealed to, tried to look important; he
tried to swell up his size and his courage. But he did not dare
touch August.

"Mr. Anderson, I beg _your_ pardon. I had no right to come In as I did.
I had no right so to enter a gentleman's house. If I had not known that
this cowardly fop--I don't know what _else_ he may be--was injuring me
by his l