else。　　Where　had　Lise　been？　　In　whose　company　had　she　become　drunk？　　Of　late；
  in　contrast　to　a　former　communicativeness；　Lise　had　been　singuarly　secretive　as
  to　her　companions；　and　the　manner　in　which　her　evenings　were　spent；　and　she；
  Janet；　had　grown　too　self…absorbed　to　be　curious。　　Lise；　with　her　shopgirl's
  cynical　knowledge　of　life　and　its　pitfalls　and　the　high　valuation　at　which　she
  held　her　charms；　had　seemed　secure　from　danger；　but　Janet　recalled　her
  discouragement；　her　threat　to　leave　the　Bagatelle。　　Since　then　there　had　been
  something　furtive　about　her。　　Now；　because　that　odour　of　alcohol　Lise　exhaled
  had　destroyed　in　Janet　the　sense　of　exhilaration；　of　life　on　a　higher　plane　she
  had　begun　to　feel；　and　filled　her　with　degradation；　she　hated　Lise；　felt　for
  her　sister　no　strain　of　pity。　　A　proof；　had　she　recognized　it；　that　immorality
  is　not　a　matter　of　laws　and　decrees；　but　of　individual　emotions。　　A　few　hours
  before　she　had　seen　nothing　wrong　in　her　relationship　with　Ditmar：　now　she
  beheld　him　selfish；　ruthless；　pursuing　her　for　one　end；　his　own　gratification。
  As　a　man；　he　had　become　an　enemy。　　Ditmar　was　like　all　other　men　who　exploited
  her　sex　without　compunction；　but　the　thought　that　she　was　like　Lise；　asleep　in
  a　drunken　stupor；　that　their　cases　differed　only　in　degree；　was　insupportable。
  At　last　she　fell　asleep　from　sheer　weariness；　to　dream　she　was　with　Ditmar　at
  some　place　in　the　country　under　spreading　trees；　Silliston；　perhapsSilliston
  Common；　cleverly　disguised：　nor　was　she　quite　sure；　always；　that　the　man　was
  Ditmar；　he　had　a　way　of　changing；　of　resembling　the　man　she　had　met　in
  Silliston　whom　she　had　mistaken　for　a　carpenter。　　He　was　pleading　with　her；　in
  his　voice　was　the　peculiar　vibrancy　that　thrilled　her；　that　summoned　some
  answering　thing　out　of　the　depths　of　her；　and　she　felt　herself　yielding　with　a
  strange　ecstasy　in　which　were　mingled　joy　and　terror。　　The　terror　was
  conquering　the　joy；　and　suddenly　he　stood　transformed　before　her　eyes；
  caricatured；　become　a　shrieking　monster　from　whom　she　sought　in　agony　to
  escape。。。。　　In　this　paralysis　of　fear　she　awoke；　staring　with　wide　eyes　at　the
  flickering　flame　of　the　lamp；　to　a　world　filled　with　excruciating　soundthe
  siren　of　the　Chippering　Mill！　　She　lay　trembling　with　the　horror　of　the
  dreamspell　upon　her；　still　more　than　half　convinced　that　the　siren　was　Ditmar's
  voice；　his　true　expression。　　He　was　waiting　to　devour　her。　　Would　the　sound
  never　end？。。。
  Then；　remembering　where　she　was；　alarmed　lest　her　mother　might　come　in　and　find
  her　there；　she　left　the　sofa；　turned　out　the　sputtering　lamp；　and　ran　into　the
  bedroom。　　Rain　was　splashing　on　the　bricks　of　the　passage…way　outside；　the
  shadows　of　the　night　still　lurked　in　the　corners；　by　the　grey　light　she　gazed
  at　Lise；　who　breathed　loudly　and　stirred　uneasily；　her　mouth　open；　her　lips
  parched。　　Janet　touched　her。
  〃Liseget　up！〃　she　said。　　〃It's　time　to　get　up。〃　　She　shook　her。
  〃Leave　me　alonecan't　you？〃
  〃It's　time　to　get　up。　　The　whistle　has　sounded。〃
  Lise　heavily　opened　her　eyes。　　They　were　bloodshot。
  〃I　don't　want　to　get　up。　　I　won't　get　up。〃
  〃But　you　must；〃　insisted　Janet；　tightening　her　hold。　　〃You've　got　toyou've
  got　to　eat　breakfast　and　go　to　work。〃
  〃I　don't　want　any　breakfast；　I　ain't　going　to　work　any　more。〃
  A　gust　of　wind　blew　inward　the　cheap　lace　curtains；　and　the　physical　effect　of
  it　emphasized　the　chill　that　struck　Janet's　heart。　　She　got　up　and　closed　the
  window；　lit　the　gas；　and　returning　to　the　bed；　shook　Lise　again。
  〃Listen；〃　she　said；　〃if　you　don't　get　up　I'll　tell　mother　what　happened　last
  night。〃
  〃Say；　you　wouldn't！〃　exclaimed　Lise；　angrily。
  〃Get　up！〃　Janet　commanded；　and　watched　her　rather　anxiously；　uncertain　as　to
  the　after　effects　of　drunkenness。　　But　Lise　got　up。　　She　sat　on　the　edge　of　the
  bed　and　yawned；　putting　her　hand　to　her　forehead。
  〃I've　sure　got　a　head　on　me；〃　she　remarked。
  Janet　was　silent；　angrier　than　ever；　shocked　that　tragedy；　degradation；　could
  be　accepted　thus　circumstantially。　　Lise　proceeded　to　put　up　her　hair。　　She
  seemed　to　be　mistress　of　herself；　only　tired；　gaping　frequently。　　Once　she
  remarked：
  〃I　don't　see　the　good　of　getting　nutty　over　a　highball。〃
  Seeing　that　Janet　was　not　to　be　led　into　controversy；　she　grew　morose。
  Breakfast　in　Fillmore　Street；　never　a　lively　meal；　was　more　dismal　than　usual
  that　morning；　eaten　to　the　accompaniment　of　slopping　water　from　the　roofs　on
  the　pavement　of　the　passage。　　The　indisposition　of　Lise　passed　unobserved　by
  both　Hannah　and　Edward；　and　at　twenty　minutes　to　eight　the　two　girls；　with
  rubbers　and　umbrellas；　left　the　house　together；　though　it　was　Janet's　custom　to
  depart　earlier；　since　she　had　farther　to　go。　　Lise；　suspicious；　maintained　an
  obstinate　silence；　keeping　close　to　the　curb。　　They　reached　the　corner　by　the
  provision　shop　with　the　pink　and　orange　chromos　of　jellies　in　the　window。
  〃Lise；　has　anything　happened　to　you？〃　demanded　Janet　suddenly。　　〃I　want　you　to
  tell　me。〃
  〃Anything　happenedwhat　do　you　mean？　　Anything　happened？〃
  〃You　know　very　well　what　I　mean。〃
  〃Well；　suppose　something　has　happened？〃　　Lise's　reply　was　pert；　defiant。
  〃What's　it　to　you？　　If　anything's　happened；　it's　happened　to　mehasn't　it？〃
  Janet　approached　her。
  〃What　are　you　trying　to　do？〃　said　Lise。　　〃Push　me　into　the　gutter？〃
  〃I　guess　you're　there　already；〃　said　Janet。
  Lise　was　roused　to　a　sudden　pitch　of　fury。　　She　turned　on　Janet　and　thrust　her
  back。
  〃Well；　if　I　am　who's　going　to　blame　me？〃　she　cried。　　〃If　you　had　to　work　all
  day　in　that　hole；　standing　on　your　feet；　picked　on　by　yaps　for　six　a　week；　I
  guess　you　wouldn't　talk　virtuous；　either。　　It's　easy　for　you　to　shoot　off　your
  mouth；　you've　got　a　soft　snap　with　Ditmar。〃
  Janet　was　outraged。　　She　could　not　restrain　her　anger。
  〃How　dare　you　say　that？〃　she　demanded。
  Lise　was　cowed。
  〃Well；　you　drove　me　to　ityou　make　me　mad　enough　to　say　anything。　　Just
  because　I　went　to　Gruber's　with　Neva　Lorrie　and　a　couple　of　gentlementhey
  were　gentlemen　all　right；　as　much　gentlemen　as　Ditmaryou　come　at　me　and　tell
  me　I'm　all　to　the　bad。〃　　She　began　to　sob。　　〃I'm　as　straight　as　you　are。　　How
  was　I　to　know　the　highball　was　stiff？　　Maybe　I　was　tiredanyhow；　it　put　me　on
  the　queer；　and　everything　in　the　joint　began　to　tango　'round　meand　Neva　came
  home　with　me。〃
  Janet　felt　a　surge　of　relief；　in　which　were　mingled　anxiety　and　resentment：
  relief　because　she　was　convinced　that　Lise　was　telling　the　truth；　anxiety
  because　she　feared　for　Lise's　future；　resentment　because　Ditmar　had　been
  mentioned。　　Still；　what　she　had　feared　most　had　not　come　to　pass。　　Lise　left
  her　abruptly；　darting　down　a　street　that　led　to　a　back　entrance　of　the
  Bagatelle；　and　Janet　pursued　her　way。　　Where；　she　wondered；　would　it　all　end？
  Lise　had　escaped　so　far；　but　drunkenness　was　an　ominous　sign。　　And　〃gentlemen〃？
  What　kind　of　gentlemen　had　taken　her　sister　to　Gruber's？　　Would　Ditmar　do　that
  sort　of　thing　if　he　had　a　chance？
  The　pavement　in　front　of　the　company　boarding…houses　by　the　canal　was　plastered
  with　sodden　leaves　whipped　from　the　maples　by　the　driving　rain　in　the　night。
  The　sky　above　the　mills　was　sepia。　　White　lights　were　burning　in　the　loom
  rooms。　　When　she　reached　the　vestibule　Simmons；　the　watchman；　informed　her　that
  Mr。　Ditmar　had　already　been　there；　and　left　for　Boston。
  Janet　did　not　like　to　acknowledge　to　herself　her　disappointment　on　learning
  that　Ditmar　had　gone　to　Boston。　　She　knew　he　had　had　no　such　intention　the
  night　before；　an　accumulated　mail　and　many　matters　demanding　decisions　were
  awaiting　him；　and　his　sudden　departure　seemed　an　act　directed　personally
  against　her；　in　the　nature　of　a　retaliation；　since　she　had　offended　and
  repulsed　him。　　Through　Lise's　degrading　act　she　had　arrived　at　the　conclusion
  that　all　adventure　and　consequent　suffering　had　to　do　with　Mana　conviction
  peculiarly　maddening　to　such　temperaments　as　Janet's。　　Therefore　she
  interpreted　her　suffering　in　terms　of　Ditmar；　she　had　looked　forward　to
  tormenting　him　again；　and　by　departing　he　had　deliberately　balked　and　cheated
  her。　　The　rain　fell　ceaselessly　out　of　black　skies；　night　seemed　ever　ready　to
  descend　on　the　river；　a　darknessaccording　to　young　Mr。　Caldwelldue　not　to
  the　clouds　alone；　but　to　forest　fires　many　hundreds　of　miles　away；　in　Canada。
  As　the　day　wore　on；　however；　her　anger　gradually　gave　place　to　an　extreme
  weariness　and　depression；　and　yet　she　dreaded　going　home；　inventing　things　for
  herself　to　do；　arranging　and　rearranging　Ditmar's　papers　that　he　might　have
  less　trouble　in　sorting　them；　putting　those　uppermost　which　she　thought　he
  would　deem　the　most　important。　　Perhaps　he　would　come　in；　late！　　In　a　world　of
  impending　chaos　the　brilliantly　lighted　office　was　a　tiny　refuge　to　which　she
  clung。　　At　last　she　put　on　her　coat　and　rubbers；　faring　forth　reluctantly　into
  the　wet。
  At　first　when　she　entered　the　bedroom　she　thought　it　empty；　though　the　gas　was
  burning；　and　them　she　saw　Lise　lying　face　downward　on　the　bed。　　For　a　moment
  she　stood　still；　then　closed　the　door　softly。
  〃Lise；〃　she　said。
  〃What？〃
  Janet　sat　down　on　the　bed；　putting　out　her　hand。　　Unconsc