Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-09-10
The Red Cloak


What results? Speak up, sweetwa-
ter"
None. Every man, woman and boy
connected with the hotel has been ques-
toned; many Of them routed out Of their
beds for the purpose, but not one of them
picked up anything from the floor Of
the lobby or knows of any one who did. ="
There now remain The guests
And after them pardon me. Mr..
Gryce-the general public which rushed
in rather promiscuously last night"
II know it; it's a task, but it must be
carried through Put up bulletins. pub
fish your wants in the papers-do any
thing, only gain your end"
y bulletin was put up.
Some hours later Sweetwater re-entered
the room and, approaching Mr. Gryce
with a smile, blurted out:
THE bulletin is a great go. / think
of course, 1 can not be sure-that it's
going to do the business I've watched
every one who stopped to read it, Many
showed interest and many emotion She
seems to have had a troop of friends But
embarrassment, only one showed that l
thought YOU would like to know"
Embarrassment Humph a man"
NO, woman, lady, sir; one Of the
transients. | found out in iffy all
they could tell me about her"
"a woman We didn't expect that.
Where Is she? Stnl in the lobby"
no, sir She took the elevator while /
was talking with the clerk"
There's nothing in it. You mistool<
her expression
Il don't ink so. | had noticed her
when she Grst came into the lobby She
was talking TO her daughter, who WAS
with her, and looked natural and happy.
But no sooner had she seen and read that
bulletin. than the blood shot up into
her face and her manner became furtive
and hasN There was no installing the
difference, sir. Almost before | could
point her out. she had seized her daugh-
tor 10y the arm and hurried her toward
the elevator l wanted to follow her, bat
YOU may prefer TO make your own in
quiries. Her room is on the seventh floor,
number 7l2. and her name is Watkins.
Mrs Horace Watkins, of Nashville"
MIR Groe nodded thoughtmlly, but
made no immediate effort TO rise,
lis that ali YOU know about herr" he
asked
Yes; this is the FIRST time she has
stopped at this hotel She came yester-
day Took a room indefinitely. Seems
AN right. but she did blush, sir. ! never
saw its beat IN young girl"
"Cal the desk say that I'm TO he TOLD
If Mrs Watkins. OF Nashville rings az
during the next ten minutes. Wen give
her thar long to take some action. If she
fails to make any move. IN make my owl
approaches"
hut he returned almost instantly
Mrs. Watkins has just telephoned dowr
that she is going to-to leave. sir"
TO loaye?"
The old man struggled TO his feet NO
! Il2, 90 YOU say? Seven stories.' he
/ sighed. But as he turned with a hobble
1 he stopped. There are difficulties in the
/ way Ut this interview he remarked
/ "a blush is not much to go upon I'm
afraid we shan have 20 resort to the
/ shadow business and that is your work
rot mine"
But here the door opened and a boy
/ brought Ia line which had been lef
AT the desk II related TO the very mat.
/ ter then engaging them, and ran thus.
Il see that information is desired a,
TO whether any person was seen TO stooI
TO the lobby floor last night al or shortly
after the critical moment OF Miss ChaI
1 louers fan i'm the hair story above
can give such information ] was m tn,
lobby a the time. ana In the height %
! the confusion following this alarming in
Cidout. I remember seeing a lady-ou
4 of the new arrivals ,therc were scvera
coming in at the timel-stoop guicll,
down and pick up something from I'm
floor l Thought nothing of 1t AT the time
and $50 paid little attention TO her APP
pearance. ] can only recall the sudden
ness with which she stopped ana the colo
IF the cloak she Wore. 1t was red an
the whole garment was volumjnouS
YOU wish further particulars though IL
truth. ] have no more TO give. you can fin
me IN room &56.
HENRY A. NJ ELROY."
'IWmph' This should simplify on
task was Mr. Gryce's comment. as b
handed The note over 20 Sweetwater
4 You can easily hud out If the lady. nov
en- the point OF departure can be iden
tilted with fae one described by MIR. Me
! Elray u SHE can. ! ann ready 60 NEE
her anywhere
.Here goes freu'" cried Sweetwater
and qu..hly leu the room
when ne returned. lt was not with ht
most hopeful air
To Be Continued In Next Issue.