The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1899-06-15
Or Justifiable Crime
And How II Ended
(1nLD NAN. / want your advice. !"

tnLD MAN, l want your advice"
Dcbenham broke piece of 81
/ y.sse that had lasted some ten
-;,utes or so, and during which he had
4 81 frowning at the fire, putting at his
Mn in that erratic fashion which de-
/ ssotes perturbed mind. l had been
i audying his face through haze of to-
locco smoke, and, being prepared for
( fi. words, / answered that he was well
I earne 10 the best counsel I could give,
i xhereupon he thanked me very ear
' .esfly and threw himself back in his
50 chair.
aIt.s 4 rather curious affair."" he be-
esp, difRdently. ut happened last
Sirht. wanted to go out to Bayswater
IS see my old nurse, who lives there. [
took the bus at Oxford Circus. As |
1ale say, you remember it was nasty
sieht, wet and foggy, and the vehicle
~ soon full; in fact, by the time we
snehed Westbourne Grove there was
{ Suly room for another. Here we picked
s. our last passenger. She was a young
III"
And Of course, you contrived that
] - should sit by you" | said.
syou would have done the same your
s1f~ Debenham retorted. ANY man
would, for she had the sweetest face.
III haunted me all night-it has, really.
i Idlfe ray she was about Is, or perhaps
-sot more. She had brown eyes,
ysry brown eyes-you know. the kind
tlat seem to speak, almost-and they
Neze shaded by long lashes. She has
GoNn hair, too; the kind of hair that
fMists into lot of curls-natural curls,
~ know. l wonder why all girls don t
\ xelr their hair that way. Then her
neuth her mouth"
Never mind her mouth" inter-
psed, hastily, seeing that he was about
stp indulge in an extravagant flood OF
fnpsody. 1T was an ideal mouth,
avent q doubt, and I'm sure that her
sAin was all that chin ought to be,
~ these special features, take it,
! lase nothing to do with your story"
Well-er-not exactly. but you'd un-
defstand fellow raving about her il
yoad seen her. Of course, l can't make
you understand what she was like
- was the sort of girl you feel you
en- never describe"
Just 20; regular unique specimen
know the kind"
Indeed you don't, for there isn't an
elher girl in London like her."
Mell, well, then, there isn't" re
timed impatiently. The fact was Deb
ham had come to my rooms so otter
Nh the same story that it was becom
q : tribe monotonous.
She sat down next to me-" he wen'
There wasn't much room, and
- thanked me when moved. She hai
Ut sweetest voice.
Well, there's nothing curious abour
4. Ibelieve you said"
I'm coming to it if you'll only give
- time" he returned, in an aggrievei
1eae. You've no patience. 1t wa!
4 Mhen the conductor came round fol
ssea Then she felt for her purse; sh,
Md u was missing. At first sh,
ought she must have dropped it, ant
aearched the floor and under the seat
owever, 1t wasn't there. Poor girl!
4 ever saw anyone so distressed in m,
le Il seemed she had five pounds il
g and it was evidently quite fortune
y her. Well, paid her fare for her
3 40 We got out together"
don't think you need tell me an,
ese, I said, dryly.
Debenham stared.
Why not?''
Because know the rest"
How the"
re-, do. You lent her the fiv
oends, OF course. My dear fellow
avsbeen had"
Z ! didn't do anything Of the kind!
snham retorted, hotly. ''Sh
alunt let me. That's what I came t.
your advice about. thought tina
q yo1 were lawyer you might be abl
suggest something, but I wish r
eser mentioned it to YOU"
g course l hastened to soothe hi
s. plames, and in little while h
g With his tale. Itappeared tina
q eeen her home, and that he ha
81 her name. 1t was Charnley-