Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-12
On the Rack.

one stepped Just inside the door and
little to one side Of 1t as If on guard.
The other advanced a step farther. He
had evidently been decided on as spolzes-
man. He glanced at the two men and
then addressed the Princess, consulting
a tiny notebook as he spoke.
rs this Miss NJ. T. Ar-r-agan2'' he
| inquired in a rich. far DOWN brogue
overIaid with the indescribable Manhat-
tanese accent.
Yes" replied the Princess, uncer-
tanly. and evidently puzzled by the sud
den and unexplained intrusion Jarvis
remained in the background and thrust
his wounded hand into his overcoat
pocket. The Dukes little mustache be-
gan to bristle and he stepped forward
You were at the Vanderlip Hotel last
night?" pursued Detective Driscoll. ig-
noring the Duke.
''Ye-es"
THE lock on your door was broken?"
Yes"
Il am from headquarters, ma'am,"
explained the detective. having gotten
these damaging admissions" And
have orders to clear up one or two lit
tie matters connected with that affair
at the hotel last night"
The exalted cousin could no longer re-
strain himself
Orders. orders!" he burst out ITO
break in here, What headquarters?
Detective Driscoll stared at him in
open-eyed insolence. Jarvis smiled dis
creetIy behind his hand
Police Headquarters" beloved the
detective so loudly that every one start
ed. His colleague at the door smiled
YEARLY.
do you know whom you are address,
ing?" spluttered the grandee angriIy.
Detective Driscol rolled toward him,
pushed out about five cubic inches of
chin and snarled:
''That'n be about all from you!"
resentative Kimbrough, Of Harris Coun- |
snap. Driscon returned to the Duke
quietly let me attend to this matter
Won't you come in. gentlemen?'
Thanks" said Detective Driscoll. |
easily, nodding to his partner to close
the door and giving the Duke a final
glare as If daring him TO say another
word.
Yes" Jarvis pleasant voice added its
soothing influence. I'VE were Just talk
ing about the mystery"
The Duke, feeling that he would only
risk a loss of dignity by quarrellng with
a foreign police officer, took the cue and
held out the olive branch with a patron
iztng air
You are, 1 take II" he remarked to
DriscoH as the sleurh was peering into
his little book, lone Of the-er gum
shoes "
Jarvis snickered. the book shut with
snap. DriscoII returned TO the duke
and thrust menacing face into his.
Cum shoes!" he snarled. Say are
you tryin' to be funny?"
The Duke startled, drew back a step.
well, sir" he replied half apolo-
getically." you are speaking rather loud
Jy, and. If may say 50. with undue as
perity. I presume l have offended you -
You presumed" answered DriscoIl,
That's q hot one! say-who are YOU,
any way?"
The exalted cousin drew himself up
and gave one end Of his mustache az
upward twist.
Il am fernando, Duke d'Alva." he re-
piled pOmpously. Il have other titles.
but they would hardly interest you"
The detective looked him over from
head to foot and licked his lips hun
griIy.
book de Alvers-and then some Ell?
Amt that NICE Well, If you was the
Archbishop of Canterbury I'd run yer In
and take yer ashore II yer gimme auv
more sass Fascinated by a savage
glare the Duke declined to give him
any more sass and the detective
turned to the Princess, but still eyed
the exalted cousin, as If longing for an
excuse to run him in"
To Be Continued Monday.