he nodded. "she was a typist. i telegraphed her former boss. all they know is that she left her job to get married."
harry met every train for the next three or four days. of course, the railroad lines made a routine checkup and the police looked into the case. but nobody was any real help. i could see that they all figured that may had simply played a trick on him. but i never believed that, somehow.
one day, after about two weeks, harry and i were talking and i told him about my theory. "if you`ll just wait long enough," i said, "you`ll see her coming up those stairs some day." he turned and looked at the stairs as though he had never seen them before.
the next day when i came to work harry was behind the counter of tony`s magazine stand. he looked at me rather sheepishly and said, "well, i had to get a job somewhere, didn`t i?"
so he began to work as a clerk for tony. we never spoke of may anymore and neither of us ever mentioned my theory. but i noticed that harry always saw every person who came up the stairs.
toward the end of the year tony was killed in some argument over gambling, and tony`s widow left harry in complete charge of the magazine stand. and when she got married again some time later, harry bought the stand from her. he borrowed money and installed a soda fountain and pretty soon he had a very nice little business.
then came yesterday. i heard a cry and a lot of things falling. the cry was from harry and the things falling were a lot of dolls and other things which he had upset while he was jumping over the counter. he ran across and grabbed a girl not ten feet from my window. she was small and dark and her eyebrows came to a little point in the middle.