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

one stepped just inside the door and
a little to one side Of it as II on guard.
The other advanced a step farther. He
had evidently been decided on as spokes-
man. He glanced at the two men and
then addressed the Princess, consulting
tiny note book as he spoke.
rs this Miss NJ. T. Ar-r-agan?" he
inquired In a rich. "far-down" brogue,
overlaid with the indesoribable Msnhat-
tanese accent
Yes" replied the Princess, uncer-
tainly, and evidently puzzled by the sud
den and unexplained intrusion. Jarvis
remained in the background and thrust
his wounded hand into his oyercoat
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"
II 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
creetly behind his hand.
tpo1Ica IIaaA1,artarsVt
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 angrily.
Detective Driscoll rolled toward him,
pushed out about five cubic inches OF
chin and snarled:
'Thatu be about all from you!"
resentative Kimbrough. of Harris Coun-
a snap. Driscoll 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 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 loss of dignity by quarreling with
a foreign police officer. took the cue and
held out the olive branch with a patron
izing air.
You are, take it," he remarked to
Driscoll as the sleuth was peering into
his little book, 'one of the-er gum
shoes
Jarvis snickered. the book shut with
and thrust a menacing face into his
Gum shoes!" he snarled. Say. are
you tryin' TO be funny"
The Duke. startled. drew back a step.
We'll, sir" he replied half apofo-
getically, you are speaking rather loud
ly, and, II l may say SO, with undue as
perity. I presume l have offended you"
You presumed" answered Driscoll.
That's hot one! Say-who are you,
any way?"
The exalted cousin drew himself up
and gave one end Of his mustache al
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
grily.
Dock de Alvers-and then some. Ell?
Amt that nice, Well. II you was the
Arch bishop Of Canterbury I'd run yer in
and take yer ashore II yer gimme any
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 IL longing for an
excuse to run him in"
To Be Continued Monday.