Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-07-24
By WILL IRWIN
toopyrlEht b. Robbs-Merr4n company.l

"All right. That will do
But Grimaldi's curiosity got, for the
moment, the better of his sense OF
discipline.
This Mrs. lie Grange" he said at
the DOOR" where is she, anyhow"
~ wish I ksew!" replied MCGEE. i
wish / knew-that will do, Grimaldi."
Then the Inspector fell to pacing the
floor and to meditating. He had
paced and meditated in this fashion
ever since o'clock that morning. He
burst not>Seave his office. The search
was covered at every point where the
missing criminal or the missing Rosa
lie LIE Grange might be expected to
appear. Here, at headquarters, one
would get the first news. He must
stay in his office until-oh, why had
he trusted Rosalie LIE Grange to ar
rest a desperate criminal alone? For
that Perez, alias Estrilla, was a
criminal, and the tale about apoplexy
bizarre invention of desperation.
Inspector MCGEE, cynical by, police
habit, never once doubted. One OBJ
vious suspicion did not occur to him;
never for a moment did he distrust
Resale. She had gone out to make
the arrest single-handed, for some
good reason of her own. She had
failed, and dreaded to come back
without her man; she had been de-
layed and would appear with him
yet: she had ventured too much and
something had happened to her.
Here Inspector MCGEE smote fist
into an open palm and swore under
his breath. That consideration, and
not the failure of the department to
put the finishing touch on a big case,
was the thing which haunted him
now, made him unable to- rest his
body or to quiet his mind.
The last eighteen hours had been
one long secret hunt for. Juan Perez,
alias Estrilla, and for Rosalie Lei
Grange. When, after the detectives
finished with Miss Estrilla-Senorita
Perez-he found Resale LIE Grange
mysteriously gone, he waited for
time at the house. Rosalie made no
sign. Presently, Miss Harding and
Miss Jones came home to dinner and
afterward Professor Noll. MCGEE de-
tained them all. Seven o'clock passed,
and the other three boarders failed,
like the landlady, to appear. They
were Mr.. North, Mrs. Hanska and
Miss Lane-all involved in the Hanska
case. When he noted this suspicious
circumstance he removed Miss Es-
trilla to a private room in the Grim
inal ward at Bellevue. Booked as
Margaret Perez, she attracted no
great attention from the reporters, es-
pecially since a surgeon, instructed in
advance, gave out hint that she was
xArifnncG in a COMMUNICATING
case. Then began an all-night search
for Estrilla first, for Rosalie next,
and last of all for North and the two
women. Late that night Inspector
MCGEE, clutching at every possibility,
visited Lawrence Wade in his cell at
the Tombs and questioned him. The
announcement that Mrs. Hanska had
disappeared seemed to disturb him
more than any device for breaking
silence that the police had ever used;
but still he maintained his attitude
of defiant and somewhat insolem
calm. mistaken, he stood all the
questioning; and MCGEE. aware now
of his innocence, had not the heart
to crowd him to the wall.
So the night had worn away; and
SO the morning. And Rosalie LIE
Grange made no sign. How long
how long? A vision entered the
mind of Inspector McGee-a flash of
imagination compounded from many
old experiences. Some day the coro-
ner would report woman's body
floating in the bay or buried in
cellar. And that body-he must
search the cellar under Estrilla's
rooms. He turned to ring for a
detective.
The doorman entered
Mrs. neGrange to see you,' he
said.
For the first time in his life of
brute force, Martin MCGEE felt his
physical powers crumbling and
waning within him. He sat down at
his desk. Rosalie LIE Grange had
come. That meant present success
and ultimate triumph; for Rosalie
LIE Grange had never failed him yet.
Doubtless she had achieved another
of her miracles-possibly Juan
Perez alias Estrilla was just behind
| her.
"Show her in--and I'm engaged
don't disturb me for anything-untl
| tell you"
He expected her to appear with
some of her old bounce and gaiety.
In the long half-minute before the
door opened, he pictured that en-
trance-her face smiling, dimpled:
her voice vibrating as. though with
suppressed laughter; her step a
miracle of lightness and spring. So
| he started as she stood for a mo-
ment facing him. Dead of eye dead
of expression, dead of tint-she
| looked again all her age. She moved
toward him at pace which showed
effort with every STEP.
"Well," he cried, well! We've had
chase for you. Gee! 1 couldn't
| think what had happened" His
professional concerns rushed into his
mind with the departure of his
greater anxiety. Where is he? Did
you get him?" he asked.
She had ignored the chair which
he pushed toward her. And she
simply shook her head.
| (To Be Continued Tomorrow,