Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1913-10-29
CHAPTER IL.

TIE Chief.
Inspector Martin MoGoe, tho middle
aged solid executive Of the New York
detectives, at In his businessliko Of.
nee running over the reports ON the
jjHanslkA murder, now less than cal
sendar day old but already tho subject
of those innumerable extras which the
lnswsboys were shouting under his
windows. Nothing In the formal doc
uments before him served to give him
any now light Lawrence Wade-that
looked like the man. Wade was miss-
ting from the Curfew Club when the
police arrived: however, through tho
good memories Of taxioab driver and
Q tickse seller, no had been traced to
Boston and thero arrested In the very
act Of engaging European passage.
The formal documents in the Han
ska case interested Inspector AcGee
less, . great deal less, than an infor.
NAL verbal report made that morning
by tho sergeant In command Of the
reserves.
I'VE didn't know nothing about her.
Chief" he said, except that she had
an order from you telling ~ to keep
our hooks OF her. Forgot the name
something French with lie behind
1t. It was all right, wasn't 1T"
Inspector McGee understood at
once; and the information brought q
little thrill. He had given only two
such papers in his career; and the
other was held by man. So Rosalie
lie Grange had bobbed up again-Rosae
lie L. Grange, trance, test and clair
voyant medium. follower Of small
half-criminal trade but friend Of 60
ciety against larger criminals. How
curiously that woman had glanced In
ana out Of his life, and what luck she
had brought!
AZ he bent over his desk In unac-
customed meditation, the doorman
brought q card-"lSme. Resale LIE
Grange"-and behind him she ap-
peared.
well, WELT" exclaimed Martin Mo
Gee, rising - though to some great
parsonage, back again! Say. you
just couldn't keep out Of big dotngs,
could you7 And how pretty you look
-prettier and prettier all the timel
Whist hauled you into the Hauska
CASEY"
Il amt In the Hanska case 1t all. !"
responded Rosalie LIE Grange, answer
ing his second question drst, at least
not deep. Martin McGee." She flashed
upon him her dimples. snapped at
him her great gray eyes.
Nearly everybody that's lived long
enough in New York has had murder
or burglary or something in the
same block. Il was bound to happen
to me In time. 1t happened; and in
stead of Winding my own business like
the rest, l butted straight in. When
the reasons for thing get too tangled
up for you and me to follow. We stick
a label on 1t an call It luck. But
there" she checked herself. this 10
1ust one Of my platform inspirat3onaj
talks Ike I used 70 give tho sitters in
my test seances- Only then I laid 1t
TO the spirits. Now I lay It to Resale
10 Grange"
used to-! echoed Inspector Mc0ee.
docs that mean you've cut II out?"
We'll. do these clothes and this i've
dollar an.hour massage on my poor old
face look like I got EN- from sitters
at two dollars throwf" inquired Ros-
ale LIE Grange. Say. ask me about
1t, please. I'm dying to tell"
"All right: I've asked" responded
Martin McGee, kind Of duh hre flu
minating his clean-shaven jowly police
countenance.
Nov" said Rosalie lie Grunge. I'm
going to astonish you. Marty MCGEE.
got IL from Robert II. Nofcross-the
railroad king"
McGee's face fen. This mascot Of
his. this curious good fairy who had
skipped In and out OF his career. scat
tering golden successes, was kind
Of an ideal. That she should work"
q doddering millionaire-as Norcross
mad been in his last years-for the
tainted coin Of aged folly. was blow
to what idealtsm IN Inspector Of de-
tectives may hope still to cherish.
Rosalie. skilled from youth to catch
and interpret the unconstdered ex-
preston Of the human countenance,
read his emotion ut once.
Nov, don't mean at all what you
mean, Martin McGce." she said. List
en-. It don't matter what did. or how
J did it-but I saved this Robert H
Norcroes from maxim about the big
gest kind of fool out Of himself. Do
you remember" she asked suddenly,
that they probated the Norcross will
yecret1 Nobody ever knew exactly
what he did with hfs money, except
his nephew got most of it."
Il remember" said Inspector Mo.
Gee. And then. ON sudden burst Of
laughter, "Geei Wouldn't the news
papers give = heap to get this story
you're going to telli"
They would" responded Resale Le
Strange, "and that's why you'll never
breathe q word to q soul. But therei
I always knew who could trust-an'
you're one Of 'em. The reason was
. codicil or whatever you call 1t. He
left me-in token Of service aad
friendship" II ssid-an old house no
owned over by North River. an
Btocks-well six thousand q year to
make one bite Of I'll"
Good Lordi He did7" cried Mar
tin Nc0ee.y
Resale nodded solsmnly, but her
eyes shone. ~
Nov l played that medium zane
Pm the square. you understand" she
said. again and again. !. passed up
chances to hook Just such old dopes
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