Smyrna times., 1889-11-06

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into a trap of our own setting, see?"
Mr.. Horshaw saw, or thought he saw,
which amounted to the same thing pc |
cuniarily. The pleasure of triumphing |
over Mrs Horshaw must not be delayed |
for few paltry dollars.
elbow muchP
"Two tens will do, think"
Detective Grumley slowed away two
of Mr.. Horshaws bank notes much as if
they were waste paper, then took his
leave with a mighty show of official
ceremony, after which Mr.. Horshaw
rubbed his hands and smiled shrewdly
to himself.
When Mrs. HOrshaw returned, her
husband rose to the height of the occa-
sion and his own dignity, thereby i'm
pressing her with such a sense of her
own wifely weaknesses as she had not
felt since the primitive days of Red
Wood Gulch.
"You may regard yourself as a shin
ing light, my DEAR" said he, ''yet how
egregiously you were imposed upon.
Grumley intimated that such verdancy
was accountable only because you are a
woman. He's the most noted detective
we have His name alone will give
kind of eclat to your-a-silly lapse OF
discretion"
"And you let him have the other
bracelet%
''Of course. likewise have his word
that the stolen one is quite as good as re
covered"
81 hope So" said the lady weakly, yet
obviously.
"Well-I-Tn try" This meekly and
without the least enthusiasm.
Promptly at 10 a. IN. Mr.. and Mrs.
Horshaw presented themselves at the in
spector's Office and inquired for Detec
tive Grumley.
"The diamond bracelet affair, you
know" the gentleman said, explanato
rily.
Il didn't know Mr.. Grumley had
charge Of it; but he just happens to be
about" And the blue uniformed police
clerk turned to a dry, quick moving
wooden faced man who had just come
into the Office. ''Here you are, John
Some one to see you"
Mr.. Horshaw felt something grippe his
heart and impart a tingling sensation
along his spine. There must be some
mistake here.
81 mean Detective Grumley Of the Sc
cret"-
eyes, yes" said the man, glancing
sharply at the couple as he laid some pa
pers on the desk. I'm Detective Grum-
ley. What can do for you?"
"Why-yOu-he-is not this you,
card2"
Don't use cards. What the deuce dC
want of cards!"
He began to sharpen a pencil vigor
ously.
"And you-are Grumley?' Mr.. Hor
shaw stared at him as if he might hav,
been the sphinx, or a museum freak, o
an ichthyosaurus come back to life.
81 am Grumley, sir"
Julia" Mr.. Horshaw turned to hi
wife, upon whose face an 81 told you so
expression was mingled with one Of re
newed dismay, "this-this isn't my maj
at ALL II fear we have been hum
bugged again"
over said his wife, cuttingly, despit
the conviction of a second swindle nov
forced upon her. eve! 1 don't know
anything about Detective Grumley, bu
I do know that some men are very weal
and credulous creatures-so easily in
posed upon"
Mr.. Horshaw sank dejectedly into
chair, while Mrs. Horshaw proceeded t
explain.
81 fear it is a gone case, said the res
Grumley, when he had heard all. ''No'
they've got 'em both they'll melt the gOl
and spout the diamonds separately. Bu
good gracious, are you not aware, sil
that in large cities every stranger VIII
makes up to you is presumably a rasca
until he proves the contraryT"
"Julia," said Mr.. HOrshaw when the
> were back in their carriage, Gas VIC
man of fashion you may be a success; a
a man Of business I am SO; but at pres
ent feel as green in the ways Of th
. world as a sucking babe. Let's pool ou
issues = compromise, and-snub eac
other no more. William Perry Brow
. In New York Epoch.