Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-16

dab with the minute handkerchief,
she leaned forward a little toward
the Inspector. and proceeded to put a
question to him with great eagerness.
viii you let me go home az soon
as I've told you the teenty little I
know
Yes Burke agreed promptly, with
an encouraging smile And for a
good measure Of reinsurance he add
ed aS one might TO an alarmed child:
No one is going to hurt you, young
lady"
Well then. you see. It was tkfs
way began the brisk explanation.
Mr.. Glider was calling on me one
afternoon, and he said to me then
that he knew very charming young
woman. who"
Here the speech ended abruptly.
ana once again the handkerchief was
brought into play as the so5bing
broke to a moan.
Burke felt himself vaguely guilty as
the cause Of such suffering on the
part OF one so young, so fair. so limo
cent AS a culprit, he sought his best
TO afford a measure Of soothing for
this grief that had had its source IN
his performance OF duty.
Her Voice Sank.
That's all right, little LADY," hs
urged in a voice as nearly meuiiuous
as he could contrive with its mighty
volume That's all right. have to
keep. on telling you. Nobody's going
to hurt you-not little bit. Believe
me! Why, nobody ever would want
to hurt you,"
But this well-meant attempt TO as
suage the stricken creatures woe was
futile. The sObbing continued. With
10 came "a plalntive cry, many times
repeated, softly. but vary miserably.
oh. dear! Oh. dear."
Isn't there something else youlcan
tell about this woman?" Burke in
quired in desperation before the
plaintive outburst He hoped to dis
tract her from such grief over her
predicament.
The girl gave no least heed to the
question
"oh. Pm so frightenedl" shs
Tut, TUT" the Inspector chided.
| Now, | tell you there's nothing at all
for you TO be afraid or"
TIN afraid" the girl asserted dis
mally. I'm afraid You will-put me-
in a celll' Her voice sank to a muir
muir hardly audible a she spoke the
words so fraught with dread import
to one Of her refined sensibilitfes.
Pooh" Burke returned, calamity,
why, my dear young lady. nobody
| in the world would think of YOU and
a cell at the same time-no. indeed!'
Instantly, the girl responded to this
bald fattery. She fairly radiated ap-
probation Of the compliment as shas
turned her eyes, dewv with tears, on
the somewhat clustered Inspector.
"Oh. thank you'" she exclaimed,
with naive enjoyment
Forthwith, Burke set out to make
the most OF this favorable oppcrtu=
nifty
Are you sure you've told me all
| you know about this womsn7" he
questioned.
Burke Was Moved.
"oh. yes! I've only seen her two
or three times" came the ready re-
| Spouse. The voice changed to suppl
cation. and again the clasped hands
We're extended beseechingly.
20 please, Commissioner! Won't
| you let me go homer"
| The use OF a title higher than hts
own fiattered the Inspector, and he
/ was moved to gTaciOusness Besides
| it was obvious that his police net in
this instance had enmeshed only the
most harmless Of doves. He smiled
| enCouragiugly.
We'll, now. little lady" he said, all
most tenderly, IF / let you go now.
will you promise to let me know IL
| you are able 70 think Of anything else
about this Turner woman ~
81 will-indeed, ] will!" came this
fervent assurance. There was some
| thing almost-quite provocative in
the flash of gratitude that shone forth
/ from the blue eyes Of the girl in that
moment of her superlative relief. It
moved Burke to a desire for rehabilis
tation In her estimation.
! To Be Continued Tomorrow.