Mrs. Baxter's face had become suffused with high color, but she wished to know all that Genesis had said, and, mastering her feelings with an effort, she told Jane to proceed--a command obeyed after Jane had taken several long breaths. “Well, an' so the worst part of it is, Genesis says, it's because that suit is haunted.” “What!” “Yes'm,” said Jane, solemnly; “Genesis says it's haunted. Genesis says everybody over on the avynoo knows all about that suit, an' he says that's why One-eye Beljus never could sell it before. Genesis says One-eye Beljus tried to sell it to a colored man for three dollars, but the man said he wouldn't put in on for three hunderd dollars, an' Genesis says HE wouldn't, either, because it belonged to a Dago waiter that--that--” Jane's voice sank to a whisper of unctuous horror. She was having a wonderful time! “Mamma, this Dago waiter, he lived over on the avynoo, an' he took a case-knife he'd sharpened--AN' HE CUT A LADY'S HEAD OFF WITH IT!” Mrs. Baxter screamed faintly. “An' he got hung, mamma! If you don't believe it, you can ask One-eye Beljus--I guess HE knows! An' you can ask--” “Hush!” “An' he sold this suit to One-eye Beljus when he was in jail, mamma. He sold it to him before he got hung, mamma.” “Hush, Jane!” But Jane couldn't hush now. “An' he had that suit on when he cut the lady's head off, mamma, an' that's why it's haunted. They cleaned it all up excep' a few little spots of bl--” “JANE!” shouted her mother. “You must not talk about such things, and Genesis mustn't tell, you stories of that sort!” “Well, how could he help it, if he told me about Willie?” Jane urged, reasonably. “Never mind! Did that crazy ch--Did Willie LEAVE the baskets in that dreadful place?” “Yes'm--an' his watch an' pin,” Jane informed her, impressively. “An' One-eye Beljus wanted to know if Genesis knew Willie, because One-eye Beljus wanted to know if Genesis thought Willie could get the three dollars an; sixty cents, an' One-eye Beljus wanted to know if Genesis thought he could get anything more out of him besides that. He told Genesis he hadn't told Willie he COULD have the suit, after all; he just told him he THOUGHT he could, but he wouldn't say for certain till he brought him the three dollars an' sixty cents. So Willie left all his things there, an' his watch an--” “That will do!” Mrs. Baxter's voice was sharper than it had ever been in Jane's recollection. “I don't need to hear any more--and I don't WANT to hear any more!” Jane was justly aggrieved. “But, mamma, it isn't MY fault!” Mrs. Baxter's lips parted to speak, but she checked herself. “Fault?” she said, gravely. “I wonder whose fault it really is!” And with that she went hurriedly into William's room and made a brief inspection of his clothes-closet and dressing-table. Then, as Jane watched her in awed silence, she strode to the window, and called, loudly: “Genesis!” “Yes'm?” came the voice from below.