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name, ialner ana fortune, ana now Sh'
would steal her loyal. oken-heartet
lover from her. This was her plot, ant
her spirit never quailed at the upbraid
ings of an outraged, hardened con
science.
He shall be nine, Wealth is moth
ing without him, she had told herself
and forthwith she set herself at work Il
, cOnsummate her designs. She hat
mOney-that could buy information, co
operation. She had an ally in reserve
and after remaining in her room to res
until noon, she dispatched a messenger
for DR.. Raphael Simms.
This man was a physician who re-
cOarse-featured man Of about 40, an(
her only living relative In the world
He had a very small practice, for PEG.
pie generally disliked him. but he com.
bined with his profession a mortgage
; loaning Office, and cared very little FOL
anything except money. A half cousin
of Beatrice's father. these two had
rarely met enc another, but Beatrice
knew the man fully, and comprehended
that she could rely on his secrecy anc
cooperation where there was moneyed
reward assured him for his services.
At about o'clock in the afternoon
Doctor Raphael Simms was ushered
into the parlOr of the suite of rooms at
the hotel occupied by Beatrice. He
evidently supposed he had been sent for
by patient. for bowling awkwardly to
her, he looked somewhat puzzled, as
he said:
You are the lady who sent for me-"
Yes. Doctor, responded Beatrice.
You are ill-SOme friend"
No. L want your personal services,
not your professional advice. You do
not know me? Look"
Her visitor started violently as Bea-
trice removed the false front of hair
and her glasses for the first time, re-
! veaiing her true identity.
Beatrice Mercer!" he calculated in
| genuine surprise.
Your cousin. Yes. 1 need aid. I
do not know person in the village 1
can trust but you. First, 1 desire COM
! plete secrecy. Next, certain informa-
/ ton YOU can CLEAN for me. Perhaps a
weeks attention off and on will do. For
all this l will pay you $500.
"1ou-will-pay- gasped the pet
rified doctor, wondering if the friendless
girl he had known as a dependent at the
seminary had taken leave Of her senses.
Five hundred dollars. Are not my
words plain enough?"
Where would you get that sum of
money!"
His incredulity nettled Beatrice.
Out of my pocket book! Five one
hundred-dollar bills. Count them. Take
them: they won't burn you. I pay you
in advance"
She had extended the amount in ques-
ton. Its unexpected possession, the
munificence of the reward, fairly
stunned the Doctor.
Il can't understand how you come to
have So much money" he began.
Don't try to. interrupted Beatrice.
impatiently. Briefly, have come into
possession Of several thousand dollars.
l choose to spend the money as like.
l offer you $500 to help me- Do you
agree?"
Yes, indeed"
First, my identity and plans are to
be dead secret between us, now and
hereafter"
Trust me for that"
Next, you are to obey me implicitly"
With such pay for my services, am
your slave,"
Very good. First and foremost, I
wish you to go now, and at once, and
learn all you can about the whereabouts
of Raymond Marshall"
Eli" calculated the Doctor, with a
start. Il don't think he is in the vii
lage."
Then ascertain where he is"
ri try"
Next. find out about the whispered |
financial complications in the affairs of |
his father. Col. Marshall"
That is more easy"
And report progress to me as soon as
You can.
There shall be no delay"
DIR. Simms departed. Beatrice looked /
excited, suspenseful.
The ball set in motiOn-Oh! with a /
trusted ally and unlimited wealth, l !
cannot fail in the scheme 1 have |
adopted.
She counted the hours until late in !
the afternoon. Her face underwent |
vivid changes of color and expression
as there was a knock at the door finally. |
Come in"
1t was her ally, DR.. Simms. He
looked tired and excited.
~Well?" she demanded imperiously.
I've had an afternoon of it.
You have found Raymond Mar
shall?"
He returned home this morning."
From where"
From a fruitless. heartbroken quest
for that girl he was spoony on at the
one who disappeared SO
Edna Deane, YOU mean:'
Yes; that's the name. He's been
searching for her everywhere, neglect
ing business, growing so thin and pale
that they say he is fast breaking down."
And his father"
added trouble there. Dark rumors
say that his business integrity is at
stake, that a financial crash threatens.
made circumspect but close inquiries.
He is at the Office of the lawyer now.
striving to adjust affairs. You see"
You need not tell me more inter-
rupted Beatrice. impatienlly Il know
more than you do, probably, about that.
At the lawyers office?" she continued,
arising and putting on her wraps. Re-
port to me here about eight O'Clock this
evening"
You are not gOing?"
To the lawyers Office myself.
She left the hotel alone In ten min
ltes she entered the outer room of the
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