Arizona republican. [volume] (Phoenix, Ariz.) 1890-1930, 1911-08-20

| De. 10 nine persons out OF ten thi
succession Of dashes. figures and dot
was far more battling than any Oh
World language. but to Rosie Blak,
it was all as simple and as clear as
child's A, B, C's.
For nearly twenty minutes she
crouched there in the night; then she
went down to her stateroom to gel
the necklace for Tom.
1t was raining In New York, and the
scene from the window of the little
hotel made Rosie think Of another
night when she had sat in that very
room waiting for Tom. Nothing was
changed-there was a smoldering fire
In the crate. heap Of newspapers on
the floor, and downstairs In the cafe
an automatic piano was humping out
a crazy tune.
Two sharp, double knocks sounded
on the door-Tom's signal-and she
hurried over TO unlock 1t. Soaked,
tired, hungry, Leighton stepped inside
and crossed dejectedly to the fireplace
Well" he said, looking up with a
smile that was not altogether a sue
cess, "all We can say for this trip is
that we are not in the hands OF the
boobies. How many hundreds gone to
the bad anyway, Rosie?-did you fig
ure II out? Rotten luck. eh, grille?
Wish we had stayed in Sussex, with
the cat and the Wyandotte who wanted
to set"
Rosie pulled off his wet coat. and
brought him dry socks and shoes.
Then she gave him a glass Of steam
ing liquid and stood watching him
with loving eyes while he gulped it
down.
Feel better now" she asked.
He nodded and this time the smile
was a real one
"You're-a brick" he said simply.
but the words brought the color rush
ing madly TO the girls cheeks.
did you see the duchess with the
custom-officers?" she asked presently.
Did she declare her necklace? Tell
me just what happened. please. You
know / hurried away the moment
could without even stopping to make
my adieux."
Tom laughed
you may depend on it I didn't stop
around long" he said 81 left her
there waiting for them to examine her
luggage-she refused to go until they
did. Poor little Lady Alex cried when
| said goodbye. I-she's a nice little
thing, Rosie. But the duchess
go way! You know she hadn't been
friendly with me since she found her
emeralds the very morning / slipped
them back In her room, under the bed
covers. When she told me about them
l suggested the children-it didn't
work. And she cut me dead that
hight hOuucI IL cue ulu SuSpeCl
me. Roster"
Rosie shook her head "Still It was
good thing the duchess found her
necklace that day under the covers"
WHY" demanded Tom bluntly.
Because she had communicated by
wireless with the detective bureau the
night before. | heard the message
sent. An officer was to come on at
Quarantine. 1t was the night | met
you up at the bell-remember? | read
the message as It was sent Off also
hung around and got the second mes
sage sent TO the Police Department
the next morning It said: Necklace
found; don't come" Tom had
Jumped from his chair and stood star
Ing at her with wild. bloodshot eyes.
q don't understand" he blurted
out thickly why should she send
for Pink to find paste necklace?"
"Ah. but the necklace wasn't paste"
grinned Rosie. Every emerald in that
necklace was a genuine stone. a real
Caddington emerald, Yet II was so
like the one you got In Paris that I
was almost fooled myself. So | tied
a bit of blue. ribbon on the duchesss
-see?"
Grinning. for she Just couldn't keep
back her happiness. she reached down
In her bodice and brought out a string
OF beautiful green stones, set in quaint
yellow gold. And tied to them was a
knot of blue ribbon.
Tom clutched the chair for support.
Rosie" he gasped.
Yes she said modestly, but she
couldn't altogether keep back the note
of triumph in her voice: when lis
tened to wireless that night and read
the duchess's message to the Pinker-
ton Office. | began to wonder. won
dered all the way to my state-room.
Then decided. and so I brought
you back the necklace we got in Paris
and kept hers"
"Rosie-you darling!" he cried, ad-
miringly. Great! Great"
She dropped down on her knees at
his feet and rubbed her cheek against
his hand. There was lovelight shining