Bisbee daily review., 1913-08-31
CHAPTER II.
The Girl and the Waiter.

ming attire. Holton set out from his club and sallied forth to the Willard After studying the menu lovingly, and having devised a dinner suitable to the palate of one who had followed the lure of Epicurus in Vienna, Paris, and London. he turned from the card and lighting a cigarette and slipping a cock. tail. he gazed about the room.
 At one table he saw the French am bassador and a company of his Gauic friends. Near by young Pembroke, of the British embassy, was dining a girl Holton had met. To his left sat a dark-skinned, sleek-appearing man with elose-cropped Vandyke beard. He had been pointed out 10 Holton in Paris as man who had plans of Ger. man forts at Riel for sale. The yOdng officer wondered what he was doing here.
 Altogether the atmosphere. Holton decided. was just as it should be. just as the capital of country should act when the government stands on the brink of international war.
 Holton had just dispatched his first oyster when his attention was attract. ed by a musical little laugh to a table about twenty feet away from him A girl, slightly above the medium height. with slender resilient figure, was stand ing with her back 10 him, talking to her escort, a well-built man of fifty odd, with iron-gray hair and beard, and the dark features of the Latin.
 She was 2 beauty. Holton, connois- seur of femininity though he was. ad. mitted that without hesitation. Her hair was not the coaI.black hair of her race, but a shining. golden deep brown. which lay upon her head in thick, waving 0anvolutions. Her eyes were blGe-gray, set of by long, dark lashes, and fine brows. which ran with delicate arches to the straight, finely modelled nose. Her lips were coIored by nature, pure coral, and her teeth flashed as she cpoke.
 Its absurd, father, for you to mind ] can wait here as well as anywhere else-although I shan't promise not to occupy myself by dining"
 The father shrugged.
 Well" he said at length, it is qdite necessary, Rance. and I shan1 be gone long. but if you mind I'll take you back to the hotelr
 Not at all, not all" she protested Its so bright and interesting here, and you'll return soon, anyway. No, go on, father, and I'll eat"-she smiled radiantly-"very slowly until you re turn"
 Her cheeks had flushed with ani. nation, and the purity of her coloring, as well as the wilderness of her skin, convinced Holton that if her father were Spanish, or Cuban, or something Latin, the girl unquestionably was the daughter of an Anglo-Saxon mother.
 With gesture that amounted al most to careiessness, she had tossed a gold mesh handbag on the table. and now as she glanced over the card it was quite concealed from her view,
 Holton returned to his oysters. not, however, negiecting occasional glances at the radians creature who had been left. as he inwardly phrased it. high and dry by her father.
 'l should think" he murmured, that he'd be afraid someone would steal her. I-I, by George! I'd like to, you know"
 Which thought thrilled him out of all proportion to the amount of good sense It contained It was at about this point that Holton's gaze fell upon the waiter attending the young woman.
 He was one Of those interesting per. sons to be seen occasionally in great restaurants who seem to be above their calling. There was a hidden something passing phases of facial ex. pression, a certain movement of the shoulders, and above all, firm-footed but light tread. all of which seemed to Holton to indicate man misplaced.
 He felt certain of this a moment later. when the girl again lifted the menu and the waiter stepped to the corner of the table. upon which the gold bag lay. With a quick snakelike movement his hand shot out and seized the bag. Then, hardly lifting his tn gers from the table. he snapped his wrist upward and the bag flew under the lapel of his jacket. which had been held open to receive It by the other hand. Another instant and he was in front of the girl receiving her order with the utmost sang froid
 Holton wasted no time in thought Quickly springing up he approached the young wouan's table, and nodding 10 her as to an old aequaintancs. he placed his hand lightly upon the Eait, CTS arm. zss
 Wait moment said Hoiton pleas. antly.
 The girl in the meantime had been staring at the young officer in wide eyed wonderment