The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1910-01-22
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You have at least one Acquaintance
here. I parried- And u"
'-Ah.' she cried. her face Frightening
Then II iS You whom L was to be at
home Tor alu. that was at II 30
After the performance. And the name
was not Lee II vas
She caught herself Up and glanced at
me with a tinge OF suspeCion-
Please state your business" she
demanded. CURLY.
And I noticed that for the moment
her pretty foreign accent had quite
vanished
I came here primarily" I began.
-aking the long envelope from my
pocket TO return something Of yours
hat came into my possession.
She took the prOffered envelope from
my OutstrstChed hand, eyed ii doubt
fully. and read the address
Il do not know this handwriting" she
Il do" said 7. THE envelope was
addressed by a man named Brock
oh, Mr. Broeck2" she cried, with
again in evidence, Il know you must
be he But why do you come now in
stead Of at-2'
Il am not Brock I returned 1T
IS for news Of him that have called
on you Can you tell me where TO ind
hiua2''
You are a detective2~ she demanded.
sharply.
Then what do you want Of him7''
What should a detective won't Of
him. ] asked in genuine surprise
She frOwned and bit her lip. Then,
with q quick dramatic gesture she rip
ped open the envelope The II dle food
of letters az the gesture poured into her
lap. One after another she caught them
up, glanced at them and threw them
aside
8efore I realized what was Detailing.
she was on her feet. advancing upon me
in a perfect whiriwind Of fury. ] had
never seen woman in such q sudden
unEOvernabIe spasm of rage
''Sot" she stormed, half growing, half
screaming In the tempest Of her --
anger SO this is what all the sec
reCy and kilograms and appointments
meant. He was letting me down easy.
Afraid 10 come TO me like a man and
try to break our engagement So he
sends word By other people; and last or
All sends you with my letters. The
blackguard,'
s'SiEnorInar' I protested. aghast-
YES and YOU toor' she shrilled-
You who sometimes call yourself
Brock, and now call yourself Lee
You come here TO break the news ana
make II easier for him You're his
lawyer. I suppose Well let me tell
you. Mr.. Lawyer Lee. your clients not
going 10 get rid Of me like this He's
returned M letters. But I haven't re-
turned his. And II there's Law in the
-.signor1na,- I urged. 7 beg you III
listen I am
He seems TO think she pursued. IN
needing, that IN stln little Jessie
Ferrv- a S12-a-vveek stenogTap her. who'd
be Fra5d Of losing Der job by making
things hot for man Ike Karl Vaughn
WeI, I'm not I'm Teresa FeTri. and
a famous artist And ] am not TO be
thrown over ike WORKOUT coat I
wondered what ali this secret telegraph
ing meant Now I know Get OUT OF
here Go back 10 the scOundreI who
! cannot 20 back TO him. Miss F,r-
~ he broke IN, for the simple reason
that he IS dead"
She stopped midway in her rawlings
with a sUddenneSs that at another tine
would have been IudicrOus- The r5ch
color fed from her cheeks and her
voice vas hosrse as she whispered
''Dead2 Karl2 And I have been
speaking Of him as f-Oh. heaven for
she shook with a dry sob. then
wirIed about 81 me and declared
You are fooling me It's a trick
It's one. Of h. lies. He
I drew from my side pocket the
Baltimore afternoon paper I had
thrust there earlier in the day
hauGed IL - her. pointing 10 the
headline that had caught ny own
eve
She gave f. one long glance. Then
st was my first experience with oper-
resoundinE cry and thence into a
Mt Of wild Mysteries
The next instant. 10 my horrfhed
amaze. she had flung both arms bout
my neck and was weeping unrestrain-
edly upon my shoulder
I verify believe that in the stress Of
her temperamental emotion she would
have done the same thing had 7 been
one OF the ATlinRton's desk clerks
Her first cry. delivered with the
fun force Of Opera-trained lungs lad
rung through the half open door and
down the whole corridor In the
hallway I heard the voices and the
sound OF a nun Der OF running feet.
7 turned my head as some one
crossed hastily from somewhere lust
across the hall and came toward US.
I saw the newcomer before she en-
tered the room Bound there as
was In the grip Of p temperamentai
prima Goua's arm clasp, I recognized
her
Il was Hilda Graves.
The Continuation Of This story WI
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