Bisbee daily review., 1913-12-07

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 She was going so her lawyers At eleven o'clock
 "Le. her do that; but first you're to see her and tell her that she musn't come home afterwards. Let her go any where except home. An after you've done what l want you to do, you'll meet her somewhere an take her to dinner at-st the Hotel Hamblen. Thatis a respectable out-ofthe-way place. Got that?"
 Yes"
 Then after you've seen Mrs. Han. ska, you'll rest a while. And at two thirty. sharp, you're to be waiting by the Carlisle Trust building. It's got only one entrance. which is lucky. And you can hardly miss"
 For-him?"
 For Mir. Estrilla. This is no time to make any bones of anythin'. He's crazy over you. He has an engage ment there for two-thirty. Let him go in. He probably won't stay more than fifteen minutes. You're to meet him al the front of the elevator. You're to-eneourage him-you know. If he asks you to take a walk, which he probably will, you accept, and start him toward the park. This Is the point. At five o'clock sharp. you're to have him takin' tea with you in the Park casino-you know where that is. don't you? An you're not to leave un- til half past five. Then you're to meet Constance-Ars. Hanska-ss told you, Wait a minute" RosaIie paused. frozen immobile on the birth of new thought-"have her pack a suit case and take 1t with her. You two register at the Hotel Hambien an stay there tonight-stay right there until you hear from me. Got all that? Well, repeat 1t after me"
 Betsy-Barbara repeated it slowly.
 The door rattled; Tommy North was back.
 "Mr. North" said Rosalie, I'm bor- rowin' your office hela for the day. We want you to do somethin' for us. You don't understand now. but you will. Don't you go near my house until to- morrow-you sleep out tonight an breakfast out tomorrow. 1 can give you a rebate if you demand it." she pursued, dimpling on him.
 All right, take it out of that first weeks board you stung me so hard tor," laughed Tommy North. Then his eyes sought Betsy -Barbara's with g troubled look. What's the answer" ae asked.
 There's TO answer" said Rosalie Le Grange; mot just at present. Except gou1l be glad you did it-an' I'll ex- plaig some dly myself Go where you want tonight Only don't get drunk"
 "Oh. he won't do that, of course!' put in Betsy-Barbara.
 Which defensive assurance quite re- stored the spirits of Tommy North aHd the smile came back to his face.
 But promise us one thing-you will never say a word to anybody about this" put in Rosalie.
 'I promise" said Tommy, as sol emnIy as he could, considering that his heart danced. She had taken uI the Cuuseis TOT nlm!
 The two women parted at the cor ner. No sooner had Betsy Barbara ta ken a Fifth avenue stage and started on her puzzling journey of intrigue than Rosalie called a taxicab and set her course for the East side docks of lower Manhattan.
 Here we must introduce new char. actsr in this story, person who flash, es in and out as people are ever flash ing in and out of our lives, bearing service in their hands. At this point also appears-though ever so slightly the element of coincidence.
 The new character is Skipper Matt Baldwin of the schooner Maud, en' gagged in the coastwise lumber trade, The Maud is lying at the dock, prepar' ing to sail for Halifax on the morrow with a return cargo A battered and pleasant old man, the Skipper Bald win, with an eagle profile which de notes his courage and soft eye which indicates his gullibility. He was a widower of long and aifectionate mem. ory; because of that and because of his searchings of the spirit on lonely voyages, he became a believer in spir' itualism of the kind which Rosalie Le Grange used to practice. Rosalie was his favorite medium-apd his friend. Toward the schooner Maud she was now driving her taxicab.
 The piece of luck was this: At the very moment when the taxicab round ed the corner from Wall street and the driver began to inquire for pier 16l2, Captain Baldwin was as near to pro fanlty as his convictions allowed. As for the mate, he had no convictions which prevented him from expressing himself to the limits of his vocabulary, over that unlucky accident, that tum- ble into the matches, which had sent a newly-signed Italian member of the crew to Bellevue hospital nursing a broken arm. With all the heaven condemned things they bad to do be fore the improper old scow could be cleared in the morning. how the sin and sulphur (the mate inquired of the bright air) were they going to dig up another sailor to satisfy the port regu- lstions!
 CHAPTER XVI.