The credentials were passed upon slowly and Annie, being the twentieth in line, found it a tedious wait, in front of her was a bestial looking negro. behind her a woman whose cheap jewelry, rouged face and extravagant dress proclaimed her profession to he the most ancient in the world But at last, the gate was reac hed. As the doorkeeper examined her ticket he looked up at her with curiosity. A murderer is rare enough even in the Tombs, to excite interest, and as she passed on the attendants whispered among themselves. She knew they were talking about her, but she steeled herself not to care. ft was only a foretaste of other humiliations ! which she must expect.