THE CRUCIBLE

BY MARK LEE LUTHER

Author of "The Henchman," "The Mastery,"
etc., etc.

WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY
ROSE CECIL O'NEILL

New York
THE MACMILLAN COMPANY
1907

All rights reserved

Copyright, 1907,
By INTERNATIONAL MAGAZINE COMPANY.

Copyright, 1907,
By THE MACMILLAN COMPANY.

Set up and electrotyped. Published October, 1907.

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To
E. M. R.
AN OPTIMIST


ILLUSTRATIONS

"'A dimple will be a great handicap in my life.'"
"And, among them, Jean."
"'Do you know each other?'"
"Her knight of the forest stood before her."
"She was scoring."
"From that dear shelter she, too, foresaw a kindlier future."

THE CRUCIBLE


I

The girl heard the key rasp in the lock and the door open, but she didnot turn.

"When I enter the room, rise," directed an even voice.

The new inmate obeyed disdainfully. The superintendent, a middle-agedwoman of precise bearing and crisp accent, took possession of the onechair, and flattened a note-book across an angular knee.

"Is Jean Fanshaw your full name?" she began.

"I'm called Jack."

"Jack!" The descending pencil paused disapprovingly in mid-air. "Youwere committed to the refuge as Jean."

"Everybody calls me Jack," persisted the girl shortly—"everybody."

"Does your mother?"

Her face clouded. "No," she admitted; "but my father did. He began it,and I like it. Why isn't it as good as Jean? Both come from John."

"It is not womanly," said Miss Blair, as one having authority. "Womenof refinement don't adopt men's names."

"How about George Eliot?" Jean promptly countered. "And that otherGeorge—the French woman?"

The superintendent battled to mask her astonishment. Case-hardened by adozen years' close contact with moral perverts, budding criminals, andthe half-insane, she plumed herself that she was not easily taken offher guard. But the unexpected had befallen. The newcomer had given hera sensation, and moreover she knew it. Jean Fanshaw's dark eyes exultedinsolently in her victory.

Miss Blair took formal refuge in her notes. "Birthplace?" she continued.

"Shawnee Springs."

"Age?"

"Seventeen, two months ago—September tenth."

The official jotted "American" under the heading of nationality, andsaid,—

"Where were your parents born?"

"Father hailed from the South—from Virginia." Her face lightedcuriously. "His people once owned slaves."

"And your mother?"

The girl's interest in her ancestry flagged. "Pure Shawnee Springs."She flung off the characterization with scorn. "Pure,

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