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                    the  tiny,  narrow  rooms  would  soon  be   street  up  to  the  second floor as one goes to
                    thickened  with  fumes,  and  the  air  further   the second floor of any public  building from
                    vitiated  on chilly night s by the  grale.  Yet   the  street.
                    for  hours  two  or  more  people  would  lie   I  came out into  a bare,  dim lobby;  it  had
                    there,  talking,  dozing, or  in  that  sleepless   been  a  lodging-house  ball,  but  a  wall  bad
                    dreamy daze which-s he assured me I know     been built  across it.  I  rang  a bell, and  was
                    nothin g about  it- is the enchanting  Heaven   no  doubt  carefully  inspected  through  a
                    of the  pipe.                                peep-hole  before  a  shabby  Chinaman  shuf-
                      She was  a  wonderful  "cook,"  a preparer   fled out inlerrogalingly.
                    of pipes.  I  have  watched  her,  but  beyond   "Wal  want?"
                    the  fact  that  she seemed deft  I  knew noth-  "Madame."
                    ing of her skill.  She assured me that  it  was   "Ma'am?  No  ma'am.  W'ong  placee."
                    an  art- a  real  art-to   dip  that  spatulate   "Madame  Guigane."
                    needle-spatulate   at  one  end,  and  deli-   "No  savee  Ma'am      Gugin.    W'ong
                    cately  sharp  at  the  other- into  the stuff not   placee."
                    unlike  black  molasses,  twirl  it  over  the   Evidently  I  did  not  know  the  pass-word
                    lamp  as  the  little  daub  that  has  adhered  to   or  some other  open-sesame.
                    the needle bubbles and  swells, changes color   The  Chinaman  was  retreating  backward
                    and  fills  the  air  with  a  sickeningly  sweet   toward  the  door;  but  I  jerked  him  to  one
                    odor-    That  was a part  of "real  art"  she   side,  shoved  him  against  the  wall  and
                    assured  me.                                 backed  through  the  door myself, locking it.
                      It  was only as a rare  and expensive favor   He set up a terrific squealing.
                    that  she  would  "cook"  for  her  "guests."   The  hallway  was  dimly  lighted-a   pre-
                    She had  Chinese  boys  to  do  that  when·the   caution,  I  suppose,  to  reassury--timid
                    "guests"  did  not  feel  themselves  adept   "guests"  that  they  would not  be recognized
                    enough.                          ,           in case they met  any one while being shown
                      "Why,"  she  had  exclaimed  once  upon  a   to  their  rooms.  It  was empty  when  I  first
                    time when I looked unimpressed,  "I cook for  ,  closed  the  cl.oar; but  many  little  actfre
                    Sin  Chang-when    I  feel  like  it!  Put  it   shapes  tumbled  out,  peering and  jabbering;
                    down in your  note-book  that  he pays  for it,   then  from  somewhere at  the  other  end  of
                    too!  .  .  .  Know  him?  I  know him  better   the hall a larger form, a woman's,  came out.
                    than  my  right  hand,  and  haye  no more use   Lights  clicked on and  she advanced,  with
                    for him than  I would have for my hand  if it   no surprize or alarm in her face,  but  a great
                    was  cur  off."                              deal of furn  unwelcome.  She -was occasion-
                      That  was  why  I  was  going  to  Madame   ally  annoyed  by  intruders·  and  an  ' in-
                    Guigane.                                     truder"  was usually  some person  whom  he
                                                                 had decided to bar from further  v1  its.
                           IT  TOOK  almost an hour and  some      As she came nearer  the  e:-..-pression on her
                    II  money  to  find  out  where  her  "es-   face changed rapidly  to surprize,  then  won-
                           tablishment"  was  now  located.  I   derment.  She  stopped  in  front  of me  and
                    was  directed  to  the  second floor of a  two-  stared.  I  said nothing;  I  did nothing.
                    story  building,  of  which  the  ground-floor   "Good  --,   are  you  a  gho  t?''  je_ tin,,.
                    was used for a dirty  chop-suey joint.      and  just  a  trifle doubtful  of her  ev  .   0
                      The  chop-'-suey joint  made  it  rather  con-  I assured her  U1at I  was not.  -
                    venient  for  Madame  Guigane's  "guests."     "Then  give  me  your  hand-but   if  it s
                    They  could  sneak  up  the  back  way  after   cold and  clammy I'll  scream!"
                    threading  through  a  narrow,  unlighted      She did not  s  ream.   he held  the hand  a
                    alley-like passage,  or more openly, pretend-  few  seconds,  pulling  and  pinching  th  fin-
                    ing to be slumming, enter  the joiQt and pass   gers  as  if  lo  rea  sure  h  rs  lf.  I  withdrew
                    through  a  booth  into  a  stairway  concealed   mv  hand,  and  she  scatt  red  th   hinesc
                  1  by a sliding wall.                         with a gesture and som  word  , t  11ing -.ome-
                      The  sliding  wall  and  concealed  stairs   body  to let  in the  doork  ep  r, who wa - still
                    were  not  precautions  against  police  inter-  squealing.
                    ference,  or  lo  keep  out  meddling  vice-cru-  Mu.dame  Guigane  was  not  a  ' rough"
                    saders,  so much as  lo give the  "guests"  the   woman,  though  she wa  by  no  mean·  ddi -
                    tl1rill  of  being  furtive  and  sc retivc.   I   at  ; nor  would  she likely  be  mistaken  f nr
                    know  U1is because I  went  straight  from the   "culta.r  d."  She  made  a  fr  quent  use  vi
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