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 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
| a tiny notebook as he spoke.
rs this Miss NJ. T. Ar-r-agan?" he
| inquired in a rich, "far-down" brogue,
overlaid with the indescribable Manhat-
| 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 overcoat
pocket. The Dukes little mustache be-
gan to bristle and he stepped forward.
You were at the Vanderlip Hotel last
night" pursued Detective Driscol, ig-
norlng the Duke.
'Ye-es"
YES"
Il am from headquarters, ma am,
explained the detective, having gotten
these damaging admissions" And I
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 Driscon stared at him in
open-eyed insolence. Jarvis smiled dis
creetly behind his hand.
rpoIipa TJaa3grrar IaIi,vvaJ tho
detective so loudly that every one start
ed. His colleague at the door smiled
YEARLY.
do you know whom you are address,
inE?" spIuttered the grandee angrlly.
Detective DriscoI rolled toward him,
pushed out about five cubic inches OF
chin and snarled.
''ThatH be about all from you"
resentauve Kimbrough, Of Harris Coun-
a snap. Driscon returned to the Duke
quietly. let me attend 10 this matter
Won't you come in. gentlemen
Thanks" said Detective Driscol,
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 patron
izing air
you are, l take it," he remarked to
! Driscon as the sleuth was peering into
his little book, zone of the-er gum
shoes "
Jarvis snickered the book shut with
a snap. Driscoll returned 70 the duke
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 apollo
getically," you are speaking rather loud
| ly, and. If / may say so, with undue as
perity / presume ! have offended you"
You presumed" answered DriscoIl.
That's a 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'AIva." he re-
| piled pompously 81 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. eh2
| Amt that nice! Well, If you was the
I Archbishop 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 II longing for an
excuse 10 run him in
To Be Continues IsaaA>.