The Tupelo journal., 1911-08-18
CHAPTER vi.
Revelations

6OuuS vague, AAOCnu0Ol0 8uAQOW
darkened Miss Thorne's clear, blue
gray eyes. In sharp contrast to the
glow Of radiant health In her cheeks,
"a she stepped from the automobile In
front Of the Venezuelan legation, and
ran lightly up the steps. A nveried
servant opened the door.
"A gentleman is waiting for you,
madam" he announced. His card ID
here on the"
II was expecting him. she inter.
rupted. Which room. please?"
The blue room. madam"
Miss Thorne passed along the hall.
way which. led to . suit Of small draw.
ing-rooms opening On a garden in the
rear, pushed aside the portieres, and
entered.
I'm sorry I've kept you" she be
gan, and then. in a tone of surprise:
Il beg your pardon"
A gentleman rose and bowed
gravely.
Il am Mr.. Grimm OF the secret serv-
ice," he informed her with frank
courtesy. Il am afraid you were ex-
pecting some one else! ! handed my
caro- to the footman."
For an instant the blue-gray eyes
opened wide in establishment, and then
some quick. subtle change swept over
Miss Thorne's face. She smiled gra-
ciously and motioned him to a seat.
This is quite q different meeting
from the n Senorita Rodriguez had
planned, isn't it?' she asked.
There was a haunting curve on her
scarlet lips; the shadow passed from
her eyes; her slim, white hands lay
idly in her lap. Mr.. Grimm regarded
her ~reflectively. There was a determ-
nation of steel back of this charming
exterior; there was an indomitable
will, a keen brain, and all of q wom-
ans intuition to reckon with. She
was silent. with a questioning upward
slant of her arched brows.
Il am not mistaken in assuming that
you are a secret agent of the Italian
government. am II" he queried finally.
NO" she responded readily.
"1n that event | may speak with per-
feet frankness?" he went On. 1T
would be as useless as 1T would be
absurd to approach the matter in any
other manner?" 1t was a question.
Miss Thorne was still smiling, but
again the vague. ~indefinable shadow,
momentarily lifted, darkened her eyes.
you may be frank, of course, she
said pleasantly. Please 60 on"
"Senor Alvarez was shot at the
German embassy ball last night" Mr..
Grimm told her.
sss gbagas nodded. q Y il xs2'
did you. or did o not. shoot
him."
1t was quite casual. She received
the question without change OF coun-
tenance, but Involuntary she caught
her breath. 1t might have been q sigh
of relief.
Why do you come to me with such
q query?" she asked in turn.
81 beg your pardon ~interposed Mr..
Grimm, steadily. did you, or did you
not, shoot him?'
mo, of course l didn't shoot him.
was the reply. If there was any emo
ton in the tone it was merely impa-
thence. Why do you come to me?'
she repeated.
why do / come to your" Mr.. Grimm
echoed the question, while his listless
eyes rested on her face. Il will be
absolutely frank, as l feel sure you
would be under the same circum-
stances" He paused a moment; she
nodded. Well, Immediately after the
shooting you ran along the hallway
with a revolver in your hand; you ran
down the steps into the kitchen, and
out through the back door, where you
entered an automobile. That is not
conjecture: 1T is susceptible Of proof
by eye witnesses"
Miss Thorne rose suddenly with a
queer, helpless little gesture Of heI
arms, and walked to the window. She
stood there for a losg time with he
hands clasped behind her back.
THAT brings US to another CUES
ton" Mr.. Grimm continued merciless
ly. IF you did not shoot Senior Al
varez. do you know who did,"
There was another long pause.
9" want to believe you, Miss
Thorne," he supplemented.
She turned quickly with something
Of defiance in her attitude.
Yes, / know" she said slowly. II
were useless to deny it"
Who was it,"
Il won't tell you" e
MI. Grimm leaned forward in hi
chair. and spoke earnestly.
Understand, please, that BY thai
answer o assum equal guilt will
the person who actually did thu
shooting" he explained. II you ad
here to 1t you compel me to regart
you as m accomplice." His question
ing took q different line. viii you ex
plain how the revolver came into you
possession?
"Oh, IL picked 1t up in the hall
way there" she replied vaguely.
Il want to believe you, Mis-
Thorne," Mr.. Grimm said again.
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