Bisbee daily review., 1913-12-13

Tommy North," she said, "are you proposing to me right in business hours? Get back to your seat! Your answer will be transmitted to you in business form
 There was hope and yet wonder ment in Tommy's face as he obeyed Betsy-Barbara tweaked the sheets from the roller, inserted new page, and began to type very fast-for her She finished. She was suffused with color as she drew out the page and laid it on Tommy's desk. He turned to read; and Betsy -Barbara's hand brushed his cheek ever so lightly. "mR ThomaswNorth;
 dear sir;
 Your pro positiin is accept ed and I trust that the ensuig partner ship will be long adn prosperous
 ''yurs sincerely
 "ElizabethLane."
 Business forms must be maintained even in this solemn and awful mo- ment," said Betsy-Barbara.
 
 Well. there's one thing about being a high cop that's worth while" re- marked Martin McGee, you certainly do get swell attention in lobster pal ace"
 Inspector McCee, in his dinner coat and his diamonds, eat in the preferred corner farthest from the music. Rosa lie, reigning opposite is two thousand dollars worth of diamonds. eight hun dred dollars worth of clothes, three hundred dollars worth Of massage and a hundred dollars worth of hair dressing and hat, followed with smiling eyes wave of agitation which ran from waiter to waiter until it broke at the door, in a spray of Italian-Swiss- French gestures, against the head wait CT and maiordomo. The lady with In spector McGee, the lady whom hs brought regularfy-so an excited wait er-captafn explained to his chief-had complained of a tainted clam. 1t was frightfuI, terrific, the head waiter re- piled. Some one must suffer. lnspec- tor McGee might never come again. Some morning after hours the bar would be raided. Mache! Accidente!
 When McGee had condescended to accept apologies, he resumed to Rosa lie:
 q don't even have to pay for my ! New Years eve table reservations. 1 That's what it is-being a cop!" l Rosalie dropped her pink right hand on her pinker left one, and fell to l playing with new diamond solitaire 1 that dimmed for size and luster all her other jewels Her dimples threw back an answering flash.
 l Enjoy 1t while you can, Marty, she said. Tt won't be long"
 Even yet, Inspector McGee reflected, l Rosalie Le Grange bad surprises fer | him. lie did not realize, for he was nc seer of the future. that she would be 1 giving him just such surprises all his l life long.
 What's new with you this time?' he inquired, smiling indulgently.
 "Nothin' with me-" replied Rosalie, "only I'm breakip' the news to you. Inspector is as high up as a policeman can get. Your days on the force are numbered, Martin McGee. An haven't made up my mind yet" she added, dimpIing TOW not on the dia- monds. but on him, whether to make you Democratic boss of the state sen- ate, or just leader of Tammany haiii
 
 That day was raw November, with a wet sticky suggestion of rain in the ar. From the colonial piazza where Constance stood. waiting. the grounds rolled away cold and naked to the great double gate. 4 cluster of bare elms hid the farther reaches of the walk from her view. He who was com ing would approach unobserved until he was almost upon her. in the whirl and perturbation of her spirit, she found herself thankful for that. What ever happened. 1t would come sudden. ly. ..-a