Bisbee daily review., 1911-05-24

Jim to the telephone and hung around hHngrffy, suggesting new dishes every minute. And then--he couldn't raise Central It was IS minutes before we gave up. and stood staring at one an other despsiringiy.
 -Call ous sf A window and get one of those inf~-nal reporters to do some thing useful for once" Max suggested. But he was indignantly hushed- We would have starved first. Jim was peering into the transmitter and knocking the receiver against his hand. like 6 watch that had stopped But nothing happened. F1annigsn re- ported box of breakfast feod. two lemons and a psneappis cheese, a combination that didn't seem to lend itself to anything. 4
 We went back to the dining room froiA sheer force of habit and sat around the table and looked at the lemonade F1annigAn had made. Anne would talk about the salad her last cook had concoted. and Max told about a little town in Connecticut where the restaurant keeper smokes a eorn-cob pipe while he cooks the most luscious fried clans in America And Aunt selina related that in her family they had a recipe for chicken smoth- cred in cream. And men we slipped the weak lemonade and nibbled at the cheese.
 ''To change this gridiron martyr dom." Dallas said finally. where's Harbison? Still looking for his watch?"
 Watch" Everybody said it in different tone.
 Sure" he responded. "says his watch was taken last night from the studio. Better get him down to take A squint st the telephone Likely he can flx it'
 Fannigan was beside me with the cheese. And at that moment l felt MT. Harbison's stolen watch slip out of my girdle. slide greasily across my lap. and clatter to the floor. F1annI- gan stopped, but luckily it had gone under the table. To have had 1t picked up, to have had to explain how l got it, to see them try to ignore my picture pasted in it-oh. il was impOssiblel l put my foot over it
 Drop something?" Dallas asked perfunctorily, rising F1annigau was still half kneeling.
 "A fork" l said, Rs easily as could, and the conversation went on. But F1annigan knew, and 1 knew he knew. He watched my every move ment like a hawk after that, standing just behind my chair. I dropped my useless napkin. to have it whirled up before it reached the floor. said to Betty that my shoe buckle vas loose. and actually got the watch in my hand. only to let it slip at the critical mo ment Then they all got up and went sadly back to the library. and F1anni- gan and faced each other.
 Flannigan was not a handsome man at any time. though up to then he had at least looked amiable. But now as I stood with my hand on the back of my chair, his face grew suddenly menacing. The silence was absolute: l was the guiltiest wretch alive, and opposite me the law lowered and glowered, and held the yellow remnant of pineapple cheesei And in the si- lence that wretched watch lay and ticked and ticked and licked. Then Flannigan creaked over and closed the door into the hall. came back, picked up the watch, and looked at 1t
 You're unlucky. I'm thinkin'." he said finally. You've got the nerve all right, but you ain't cute enough"
 T don't know what you mean" quavered. Give me that watch to re- turn to Mir. Harbison."
 Not on your life" he retorted easily. T give 1t back myself, like I'm going to give back the necklace, if you act like @ sensible little girl"
 could only choke.
 Its foolish, any way you look at it," he persisted. Here you are, lots of friends. folks that think you're all right. Why. reckon there isn't one of them that wouldn't lend you money f you needed 1t so bad"
 ''Will you be stjll?' I said furiously. MT. Harbison left that watch-with mean hour ago. Get him, and he will tell you so himselfi"
 'Of course he would" F1annigan conceded, looking at me with grudging approval He wouldn't be what think he Is. if he didn't lie up and down for you" There were voices in the hall. F1annigan came closer. "An hour ago. you say. And he told me it was gone this morningi It's a losing game, miss. I'll give you 24 hours and then-the necklace. 1T you please. miss"