Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1912-12-31

Several days later vittoria Fabrizi
led Bernie Dreux into the room where
Norvin lay. The little man walked on
tiptoe and wode an expression of such
gloomy sympathy that Blake said:
Please don't look so blamed pious; il
makes me hurt all over"
Bernie features lightened family; he
smiled in a manner bordering upon the
natural
They wouldn't let me see you before.
Lord How you have frightened us"
my nurse won't let me talk"
BIaSe's eyes rested with puzzled in
ter-ogation upon the girl, who main
tanned her most professional air as she
smoothed his pillow and admonished
him not To overtax himself. When she
had disappeared roiseIessly he said:
We'll. you ne ain put a rose in my
dand, yet awhile. Tell me what has
happened How is Myra Nell?'
shes heartbrOken, of course. She
came here that first night. but the
smell of drugs makes her sick"
I suppose Marui1 got away?"
Dreux Strengthened in his chair; his
face flushed proudly; he put on at
least an inch of stature. Haven't
you heardg' he inquired incredulously.
How could hear anything when I'm
doctored by a deaf mute and nursed by
divinity without a tongue?"
"Msruffi was captured that very night.
about it," Again d look OF mellow sat
isfaction glowed IN the little mans
face. MY dear boy, you're a hero, of
course, INSTRUMENTATION.
who caught him?'
Il did"
Your Norvin stared in open-mouthed
amazement.
That's what said. I-me-Mr. Bern
ard Effingwell Dreux, the prominent CO.
tillion leader, the secondhand dealer. the
art critic, and amateur detective.
unearthed the notorious and dreaded ST.
Gillian desperate in his lair, and now
he's cooling his heels in the Parish pris-
in the bastille."
How in the world
on along with his little friends"
"Why-Pm astonished"
Naturally. 1 found him in Joe Pog-
gi's house. Mr.. Poggi also languishes
We'll, it's quite a story, and it all
happened through the woman" Bernie
1 flushed a bit as he met his companion s
eye. when 1 told you about Mrs. Pog-
81 I didn't exactly go into all the init
mate-er-details. The truth is she be-
came deeply interested in me. I told
you how 1 met her. Well, she WASH
/ aNerSe TO receiving my attentions.
Heavens. no. She ate em up! Before
l knew IT found myself entangled in an
intrigue-I had hold Of an electric cur
rent and couldn't let go. When 1 didn't
follow her around she followed me. When
didn't make love, she did. She learned
about Felicite and there was EX-
cuse mer' Bernie rose, put his head eau
tiously outside the door 10 find the coast
clear, then said-"heI to payl / tried
to back out, but you can't back away
from some women any more than you
can back away from a prairie fire" He
shook his head gloomily. 1T seems she
wasn't satisfied with Poggi; she had am
bitions She'd caught a glimpse OF the
life that went on around her and wanted
to take part in it. She thought I was
rich, too-my name had something to do
with it. I presume-at any rate she be-
gan TO talk of divorce. elopement. and
other schemes that terrorized me. She
was quite willing that l murder her hus-
band, poison her relatives. or adopt any
little expedient of that kind which would
clear the path for our true love- was
in over my depth, but when I backed
vaaar aha swan cut and grabbed ma