Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1882-04-02
certainly did ali that man could do under

the circumstances.
eve have been mistaken all the way
through, it sasu,s," he said. biting his
lip. Strange-very strange was
never mistaken before in my calcula-
tons. Well. We must try again"
went to Kitty Elton's that night
She received me with o sweet, shy sad
ness of welcome that should have made
me the happiest man in the world but
it did not. Clara Matteson's dark beauty
seemed to stand between me and her
like visible barrier. When I took my
leave there were tears in her eyes.
kitty, you are crying !"
Because you are changed. Edward
you do not love me as web yon did
kitty, what nonsense 7"
was vexed with her, simply becau>e
knew her accusation was true. But
kissed her once more, and took my leave,
moody, and dissatisfied
When / reached the office next morn
ing, Mr. Cienner was not there.
"He has gone to Drownville, " said my
fellow detective; "he went last night,
ITO Drownville %
was seriously annoyed. Did Nr.
Ciennes distrust the accuracy Cd my re-
ports? Or did he imagine that was
unable to institute thorough and COM
plets Investigation of the premises?
SITS very strange" I unused aloud
"Jones laughed.
well" he said "you know Oenner
has way OF doing strange things. De-
pend upon it, he has good reason for his
conduct.
was sitting at my desk two days
subsequently, when the door ghded
noisesessiy open and Olenner himself
entered.
"You are back again. sir? and what
mek?"
1.-THE best"
lyon don't mean to say it"
Edward Meredith, knew I could
not be entirely mistaken. Perley Mat
teson is In the next room - half aD
Aour from now he win be in prison"
"Where did you apprehend him ?"
"At home ia his mothers house."
"But-"
"He was there al the lime you re-
manned there. Ned my boy, you've
made blunder for once; but don't Let
it happen again.
"What do you mean, gIp"
For reply he opened the door Of the
private inner apartment, bis own special
sanctu1n. Aslight, bcyish figure leaned
against the window smoking a cigarette,
with black curls tossed back from O
marble-white brow, and brilliant eyes
He meckngly inclined his head as I
stared ct him, with motion not unfa-
miliar to me.
"Clara Eattesonl"
eyes," he said, IN soft, sarcastic
voice; "Olars Mat$esen, or Perley Mat
teson, or whatever you choose to call
me. Many thanks fer your poaiteness,
Detective Meredith, and, il you would
ike another lock OF hair
turned away, burning scarlet, while
Mr. Oenner closed the door.
Never mind, my boy, it will be
lesson to you," he said, laughing. "He
makes very pretty girl, but I am not
at all susceptible"
What double dyed fool I hsd been
had lost the reward-failed In the esti-
nation Of my fellow officers, and be-
haved like brute to poor Ktsy-and
oil for what?
went to Kitty and told her the whole
story, and, to nay surprise, the dear,
faithful little creature loved me Just as
we'll as ever.
al won't be jealous Of Perley Matte
son, Edward" she said, smiling, "what-
ever might be Of his sister And,
dearest, don't be discouraged I'll wait
as long as you please, and you will be
second DIR. Genner YET"
She WAS determined to look on the
brighs side OF things, this little Kitty Of
mine But felt the modification none
the less keealy, although, as Mr.. Glen
ner said. it would undoubtedly prove a
good lesson to me-
Perley Matteson's giriish beauty is
collapsed in the States prison-nor do I
pity him. The stake for which he
played was high-and he lost. -C.ScaSo
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