“I am here,” said he quietly. “Oh, Tom, they tried to kill me,” cried the girl, clinging to her lover, “and I heard them say that they put the jewels in your bundle the night you were arrested.” “It’s a lie,” growled the Jew. “A deuced lie,” repeated Benson. “No, ’taint, mister,” said a voice, and Jim Farren wriggled out from behind a large rack where he had crawled when he saw the white figure fall out upon him. He thought that a ghost was in the house. “’Taint no lie,” he went on leeringly, “I saw them do it that night, cove, in the pawnshop, and ’cause I knowed you was innocent I helped you to get out.” “What will you do, Mr. Detective, if I turn State’s evidence?” said the cringing Nathans; “I do not want to go to jail.” “We have enough evidence without yours, my fine Jew,” said Arkwright, “and you will go where you belong.” Nellie was languishing in her lover’s arms. She looked into his face and whispered: “Oh, my sweetheart, think of one year ago to-day; what terrible things have happened since then.” “I know, beloved, but now that the troubles are past, we will be happy.” Biddy insisted that she be allowed to return to her boathouse, and after many arguings Nellie consented, only stipulating that she should have the house nicely fixed up and a lot of new boats, and that Biddy should take in no more washing. “Nellie, darlint,” said Biddy the day she was making ready to leave the mansion home, “would you care if I should take Jim to live with me? He promises to be a good man and will give up drinking and being a tough.” “I have no objections, Biddy, unless he fills your old days with worry. You tell him that I said that if he were a good fellow both Tom and I would help him along.” * * * * * There was a quiet marriage between a man and a very pretty woman. The minister kissed the charming little bride and wished her many happy years. But Nellie noticed that he looked curiously at the bridegroom’s closely-shaven head. Of course, Tom would not wait for his happiness. He persuaded Nellie that the sooner they were married the better. All that the girl wanted before her marriage was to see the two men who had tried to ruin her life, dealt with according to law and then she consented to get married. [Illustration: BIDDY ROAN “LOOK AT ME NOW.”] As they were driving home through the cool night air, Nellie was resting in the arms of her lover and husband, and he whispered softly: “Beloved, if it had not been for you, I should still have been in prison. But, thanks to my dear sweetheart, I have her now for a dear little wife.” Slowly they drove along toward home, and suddenly Helen looked up with a shudder, which was immediately followed by a smile. “Tom, dear,” murmured she, “if there ever was a man who deserved a good home and wife, it is you, for all your life you have been shrouded by ‘THE SHADOWS OF A GREAT CITY.’” THE END. * * * * * $1.50 WORTH FOR 25 CENTS!