Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1899-01-17

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The restraint he had put on his feel
ings forced a sort of moisture into thu
eyes of the detective, and when ht
walked on after her he struck one of his
fee tagainst the otherand he almost fell
Henri opened the door.
II have come back, Henri" said Mis-:
Huntington. "These are good friend.
of your masters. They are trying te
aid him. You must freely tell them al
you know"
Henri bowed and muttered his will
ingness TO comply with her wish as
they passed him, going into the recep
tion-room.
Hendricks paused before a picture n
Oil, standing on an easel. IT Represented
a thin-faced, black-eyed Italian woman
bent almost to the earth under a great
load of rags and scraps of paper. Be-
meath the picture was written the title,
"Ambition."
Nobody but a genius could have CON
ceived that deep human lesson" he said
to L%ampkin, who was at his elbow. ut
Is just like that in life. That woman
is as ambitious in her way as a candi-
date for a throne, and if she were to
get so cents for her load she would
be as happy as a millionaire over a new
yacht. You waste time plying poor
people; they would pity US if they had
the time"
Then drawing Henri into an adjoin-
ing room, Gielow's sleeping apartment,
Hendricks closed the door carefully.
Did your master leave any of his
linen here 2" he asked.
"Yes, sir, nearly all of it."
Hendricks deliberated a moment
Henri" he said, finally, 81 think it
barely possible that it may throw a
little light on our case for me to know
something about the sort of linen your
master wore. Did he ever wear cuffs
separable from his shirt sleeves"
He did, sir. 1t is not considered ex-
aotly good form by men of fashion, but
those cuffs saved Mr.. Gielow a lot OF
trouble. You see, when he wanted to
give a touch to a piece of work while
dressed to go out, or when he had just
come in, he could detach the cuffs in a
minute and have his hands free to
handle the brush without taking time
to get into his ~knockabout suit"
"Ah, I see; and do you suppose, Henri,
that you could identify one of his cuffs
il it were shown to you?"
II think so, sir; l didn't mark his
things. but they were always laundered
by the same people, and they have a
way of their own for marking the linen
of a customer"
"What is that?" asked Hendricks, de-
laying the hand he had put into his
pocket for the blood-stained cuff.
"They had a different number for
each customer, sir. Masters number
has been 1886 for several years. I'll
show you. Some of his things are in the
next room"
When Henri had gone out the detect
i've took out the cuff from his pocket
and examined it. He now saw what he
had hitherto regarded as a manufac-
turer's trade-mark-the very number
Henri had mentioned. Hearing the
servant coming, he quickly restored the
cuff to his pocket and indifferently in
spected the articles Henri spread on a
table.
II am fully satisfied on that point
he said. "Now, I want you to give me
all the information you can, and if
am able to bring him back he shall
know that you helped"
"Bring him bach? {" gasped Henri, pei
ing. DO you think if he was found that
II would go hard with him?"
mo. l do not" answered Hendricks,
reassuringly. THE main thing now is
to find him."
II didn't think they would blame him
much when they know 1t ALL" said the
servant. HE was certainly out of his
mind"
Hendricks gave an impatient shrug.
II want you to tell me all you can
about this Count Bantinni. What sort
Of man is hep"
II never did like him, sir. He seemed
to have such a strange influence over
my master. ! never could understand
it. We always knew his peculiar sort
OF ring, and master would make a face
when he heard it. But it wouldn't be a
minute after they met till they would
be drinking and laughing together like
close friends"
Hendricks face changed and astrange
eagerness lighted his piercing eyes.
THAT was queer" he said. tenta-
lively. Then. as If weighing his next
question, he paused for two or three
minutes. Finally he asked:
did the count seem to have thatsort
of influence with anyone else?"
HE could make you do whatever he
wished, sir. and you'd never know you
did it."
"You are joking now," said Hen
bricks, but his eyes were blazing. "How
do you know this?"
II was never more serious in my life
sir. They amused themselves one
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