The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1910-05-19
CHAPTER XVI Continued
Scare hinu for Clues.

Then you have no suspicion Of
anyonc?'
My dear Miss French" said Tom,
looking at her kindly, as one might
at Il child, but speaking decidedly
don't let the amusement of amateur
detective work lead you into max
ing unnecessary trouble for people.
If detective work Is To be done.
leave IL to experienced and profes-
sional hands. \ girl hunting for bro
ken sleeve-links or shreds of cloth
ing is foolishly theatrical.
Wizards grave but gentle voce
made Kitty think that she and Fes
senden were acting childishly, but
after Tom, who had come on an er-
rand. had left the room, Kitty con
fided to herself that she would rath-
er act foolishly at Rob Fessenden $
bidding than to follow the wise ad-
vice of any other man.
This was saying good deal. but
as she said it only to herself. she
felt sure her confidence would not
be betrayed.
Not half an hour had elapsed when
Kitty appeared at the drawing room
door with a discontented face, and
said, There's positively nothing in
the library that doesn't belong there.
1t has been thoroughly swept and
busted away"
Same here said Fessenden de-
iectedly. However, let's change
-ooms. so We can both feel sure.
Thcn Kitty searched the drawing.
room and Rob the library. and they
both scrutnized every inch of the
hall.
81 didn't find so much as a
thread" said Kitty, as they sat down
on a great carved seat in the hall
to compare notes.
Il didn't either" said Rob. with
one insignificant exception; in the
drawing-room | found this, but it
doesn't mean anything"
As he spoke he drew from his
pocket tiny globule of a silver
color.
What is it?' asked Kitty, taking
it with her finger tips from the palm
of his hand.
IT'S cachou."
And what in the world Is a ca
chou? What is it for?"
why, it's a little confection filled
with sort of spice. Some men use
them after smoking, to eradicate the
odor of tobacco
Eat them, do you mean? Are they
good to eat?" and impu'3ive Kitty
was about to pop the tiny thing
into her. mouth, when Rob caught
her hand.
Don't" he cried. That's my only
clue, after all this search, and il
may be of importance"
He rescued the cachou from Kit
TVS fingers, and then, slipping il
into his pocket, he continued to
hold the hand from which he had
taken it.
And then, somehow, detective work
seemed for a moment to lose it,
intense interest, and Rob and Kitty
talked of other things
Suddenly Kitty said: tom Willard
thinks we're foolish to hunt fo
clues"
Il think he's right" said Feesen
den, smiling, since we didn't fin,
anything"
"Oh. he didn't exactly say yol
were foolish, but he said was
He said it was silly for girl t.
hunt around under tables an,
chairs"
He had no right to say so.
isn't silly for you to do anything
you want to do. But | know wha
Willard meant. He thinks, as lot
of people do, that there's no sens
in expecting TO find material ey
dences of crime-or, rather, of tn
criminal, And suppose he's right
Whoever murdered Miss Van MOI
man certainly left no tangible traces
But I'm glad we hunted for them
for now feel certain there wer
none left; otherwise, | should Away
have thought there might hav,
been
How much more sensible you ar,
than Mr. Willard" said Kitty. witt
an admiring glance that wen