"In my two dear girls, safe and happy, I have a greater wealth for my old age than the National City Bank could pay me, Burke. Lorna has told me of her experience and her escape when all escape seemed hopeless. She has learned that the sensual pleasures of one side of New York's glittering life are dross and death. In the books and silly plays she has read and seen it was pictured as being all song and jollity. Now she knows how sordid and bitter is the draught which can only end, like all poison, in one thing. God bless you, my boy, and you, my girls!" Bobbie shook the old man's hand, and then remembered the unpleasant duty still before him. "We must get down town as soon as possible," syd he. "Come, won't you go with us, Mary?" The two girls put on their hats and together they traveled to the distant police station as rapidly as possible. It was a bitter ordeal for Lorna, whose strength was nearly exhausted. The welts on her shoulders from Shepard's whip brought the tears to her eyes. As they reached the station house the girl became faint. The matron and Mary had to chafe her hands and apply other homely remedies to keep her up for the task of identifying the woman who had been captured. "Now, Burke," began Sawyer, "I have been saving Trubus for a surprise. He has been locked up in my private office, and still doesn't know exactly how we have caught him. I've broken the letter of the rules by forbidding him to telephone anyone until you came. I guess it is important enough, in view of our discovery, for me to have done this--he can call up his lawyer as soon as we have confronted him with Clemm and this young girl. Bring me the phonograph records." They went into his private office, where White was guarding Trubus. "How much longer am I to be subject to these Russian police methods?" demanded Trubus, with an oath. "Quiet, now, Mr. Purity League," said Sawyer, "we are going to have ladies present. You will soon be allowed to talk all you want. But I warn you in advance that everything you say will be used as evidence against you." "Against me--me, the leading charity worker of our city!" snorted Trubus, but he watched the door uneasily. "Bring in the young ladies, Burke," directed Captain Sawyer. Bobbie returned with Mary and Lorna. Trubus started perceptibly as he observed the new telephone girl whom his wife had induced him to employ that day. Sawyer nodded again to Burke. "Now the go-between." He turned to Mary. "Do you know this man, Miss Barton?" The name had a strangely familiar sound to Trubus. He wondered uneasily. "He is William Trubus, president of the Purity League. I worked for him to-day." "Do you recognize this man?" was queried, as Clemm shuffled forward, with the assistance of Burke's sturdy push. "This is the one who was embracing the other telephone girl. But he did not stay there long. I never saw him before that, to my recollection."