Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1901-04-21

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| She's a very fne girl. confound it, and
I don't believe she had anything to do
with this affair at ALL"
"You don't believe she had anything
to do with it," repeated Emmons, nod
| ding his head.
He turned a card as he spoke, and it
! proved to be the queen of hearts. He
beamed through his spectacles as he
showed the card to me.
Miss Marines is a very charming
girl" said /, very well educated and
the equal of anybody, but I have no
sentimental for my belief in
her innocence. Its merely IA con-
viction''-
docs Mr.. Young share your convic-
tion?" inquired Emmons.
"Why. the fact is said Young. 81
don't. A few days ago Miss Mariner
asked permission to keep certain things
in as unused drawer in the safe. My
desk is in the room with Mr.. Minturn,
and ! happened to hear what she said.
Mr.. Minturn said she might use the
drawer, and she went to the safe. l
saw her open the drawer and take a
small key out of it. She held it in
her hand a moment and then put It
back"
ut was a duplicate key to my pri-
vate drawer" said /, "and now it can't
be found. The contract was in my pri-
waite drawer. That's the whole case
against her. She has a brother who's
rather a bad egg. but that's net her
fault, poor girl. He couldn't have per-
suaded her TO do such a thing as this.
and / don't see how he could have
done it himself. though he has been in
the Office two or three times lately to
borrow lunch money of his sister,
Il left them there the other day."
said Young.
But Emmons was no longer attend
ing to our story. He had returned to
his solitaire.
While Young and i were looking at
each other rather foolishly a second
member OF Emmons' force came in and
was treated as badly as the first one.
He waited at least five minutes behind
the detectives chair before he got a
chance to name his errand, which re-
lated to a case that Emmons said
would have to wait until the weather
and his brains cleared up together.
Now" said he when the mar had
gone, Tets have another look at that
Matchmaking letter of yours. What's
become of it?''
He turned over some papers on his
desk, carefully refraining from dis
tnrbing the cards. but the document
could not be found.
Never mind" he said; cts here
somewhere. You remember. what was
in it, don't your"
They asked for 10000" said 1.
Lets see. How was the thing
worded? You think your contract is
lost, but it is still in existence Can
you work a typewriter, Mr.. Young?"
Not to amount to anything Young
replied, but | can drum that out for
you If yon can remember how it read"
I've given you the first sentence
said Emmons, "and while you're writ
-
ing that I'll think of the balance. 1t
was this way" he continued after a
pause: I have it. and for a fair price
will give it back to you" And he
went on correctly to the end OF the
note.
Now, let's see what we can make
out of this" he said, taking Young's
copy in his hand. But it's funny that
/ can't find the original"
There esued a long search in which
Young and I assisted, but the letter
could not be found among the mass of
papers on top of the desk. We finally
gave it up, and Young and | resumed
our places while Emmons idly fingered
the cards. / was beginning to get un-
b%earably nervous, and Emmons notic-
ed it.
You're as bad as ! am to-day" he
said. You need a little solitaire your
self"
And, despite my protests, he wasted
at least an hour more in teaching me
the mysteries of the game. At last we
We're interrupted by the entrance of