Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-06-24


by her knowledge and shrewdness
and had slipped out of it in the dra-
matte moment, leaving to him the
credit. Then the Martin case, which
had helped make him a captain
the McGregor diamond ease-half a
dozen smaller cases, all successes and
all redounding greatly to his reputa-
ton. For three years now she had
been completely out of his world.
Once q vague rumor that she was
very prosperous had set him wonder
ing with a little regret whether she
had fallen to trucking big dupes. In
old years she always affected to des-
pise that process.
Here she was again, mysterious and
dramatic still, at the very focus of
another big case. The heavy lips of
Martin MCGEE relaxed in a smile of
unaccustomed sweetness as he
thought on her, and less on her tall
ents and her beneficent influence over
his career than on her look and move
and joy in life. He recalled her as
she stepped into his career ten years
ago-plump but shapely; dimpled,
brown-haired, marvellous in the com
polling expression of her gray eyes.
He recalled the Rosalie of three
years ago-still shapely but now
touched with age and powdered with
gray. From among the half-forgot-
ten memories of busy and rather
brutal life she stirred into full vision.
Inspector MCGEE was As years old;
and that period is the Indian summer
of romance. He found himself look
ing forward to their next meeting.
| And as he bent over his desk in I'M
accustomed meditation the hour of
that meeting was come. The doorman
| brought card-"Mme. Rosalie LIE
Grange"-and behind him she ap-
peared.
| Any woman who had known the
| Rosalie lie Grange of Inspector Nc
Gees recollections would have read
new prosperity into her at first
glance. Then her shirtwaists, always
| Immediately neat, were of cheap
lawn; now her modest waist was
chiffon and cluny hung over q fig
ured silk. Her suit had that perfect
tailored simplicity which only genius
achieves. Her hat was unoptrusive
but any discriminating feminine eye
would have seen that Verre made it;
and Verre comes high. These signs
of wealth escaped Martin MCGEE.
The proof to him was more tangible
the diamond pendant at her throat,
the rings on her fingers. He noted
these little brothers of prosperity be-
fore he perceived how much younger
she appeared in face and figure tnan
when he saw her last. Being mere
male man, he could not understand
that this false youth was born and
bred of the modiste, the milliner and
masseuse.
well, Well" exclaimed Martin
MCGEE, rising as though to some
great parsonage, back again Say,
you just couldn't keep out of big
doings, could you? And how pretty
you look, prettier and prettier all the
! timel What hauled you into the
Hanska case?"
II amt in the Hanska case at ALL
responded Rosalie LIE Grange, an
swering his second question first, "at
last not deep. Martin MCGEE" She
| flashed upon him her dimples.
snapped at him her great gray eyes.
When person is comm home late
from supper with an actress friend
an sees door open and hears people
talking on the inside with remarks
about murder and police. she inves-
tigates. Which I done. And when
she finds lot of human hens runnin'
around like their heads was cut off,
she helps straighten things out /
was>never right up close to a murder
no hn
dimples faded and the lines of her
face fell. Ugh" she shuddered with
the memory.
That" said Martin MCGEE, 'fs what
I'd call a coincidence"
Coincidence" repeated Resale lie
Grange with fine scorn, now you
look here, Inspector MCGEE, there
amt any such thing as condolences
any more than there's such thing as
luck. No. Martin MCGEE. Nearly
everybody that's lived long enough in
New York has had a murder or bur-
glary or something in the same block
1t was bound to happen to me in time
1t happened; and, instead of mindine
my own business. like the rest, but,
ted straight in. When the reasons for
a liiiiiS SGT lOO IduSl6u-up LOT you anO
me to follow, We stick label on it an
call it luck. But there" she checked
herself, "this is just one of my plat
form inspirational talks like l used
to give the sitters in my test seances
Only then laid it to the spirits. Now
I lay 1t to Resale LIE Grange"
used to?" echoed Inspector MCGEE
docs that mean you've cut it out?"
"Well, do these clothes and this five.
dollar-an-hour massage on my pool
old face look like l got 'em from sit.
tiers at two dollars throw?" inquired
Resale LIE Grange. Say, ask me
about it, please. I'm dying to tell"
'All right; I've asked" responded
Martin MCGEE, a kind of dull fire illu.
minating his clean-shaven jowly po
lice countenance.
Now" said Rosalie LIE Grange
I'm going to astonish you. Martin
MCGEE. got it from Robert H. Nor
cross-the railroad king.
McGee's face fell. This mascot o.
his, this curious good fairy who hat
skipped in and out of his career. scat