The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1913-12-27

DuSlHtSS iOlntJ
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 ana
laid Il on Tommys desk. lie turned
TO read: and Betsy-Barbara mana
brushed HIS cheek ever so lightly.
mr. Thomas wNorth;
dear sir:
Your pro positiin Is accept
ed and trust that the ensuig partner
ship will be long adm prosperous
"yurs sincerely
"ElizabethLane.
Business forms must be maintained
even IN this solemn and awfui mo-
ment," said Betsy-Barbara.
We'll. there's one thing about being
high cop that's worth while re-
marked Martin McGee. you certainly
do get swell attention In lobster pat
ace"
Inspector MCGEE, in his dinner coat
and his diamonds, eat In the preferred
corner farthest from the music. Rosa
lie, reigning opposite In two Thousand
dollars worth OF diamonds, eight nun
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 II broke AT
the door, in spray OF ltalian-Swiss'
French gestures. against the head wait
er and majordomo. The lady Win IN
spector MCGEE, the lady whom ne
brought regularly--so an excited walt
er-captain explained TO his chief-had
complained OF tainted clam. IL was
frightful. terrific. the head waiter re-
piled. Some one must suffer. lnspec-
tor MCGEE might never come again.
Some morning after hours the par
would be raided. Mache! Accidente'
When McGee had condescended TO
accept apologies, he resumed to Rosa
lie
II don't even have to pay for my
New Years eve table reservations.
That's what IL is--being a cop!"
Resale dropped her pink right hand
on her pinker left one, and fell TO
playing with new diamond solitaire
that dImmed for size and luster all her
other jewels. Her dimples threw back
an answering flash.
Enjoy II while you can, Marty"
she said. 1T won't be long"
Even yet. Inspector Niece reflected,
Rosalie lie Grange had surprises for
seer OF the future. that she would be
giving him just such surprises all his
life long.
What's new with you this time7"
he inquired. smiling indulgently.
"Nothin with me-" replied Resale
only I'm breakin' the news to you
Inspector Is az high up as policeman
can get Your days on the force are
numbered, Martin MCGEE. An
haven't made up my mind yet she
added. dimpling now not on the dia
monds, but on him, whether to make
you Democratic boss OF the state sen.
ate, or Just leader OF Tammany hall"
That day was raw November, with
wet sticky suggestion OF rain In the
air. From the colonial piazza where
Constance stood. waiting, the grounds
rolled away cold and naked 10 the
great double gate. A cluster OF bare
elms hid the farther reaches OF the
walk from her view lie 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, Il would come sudden
ly
Rosalie lie Grange and every one
else most vitality concerned In the
Wade-Ianska CAGE had considered II
beet that she, the too-romantic heroine
OF these events. should be In hiding
when Lawrence Wade came out OF the
Tombs. a free man. One must con
slider the newspapers-always the
newspapers. with their photographers,
their special writer's. their insistence
on the human interest" features OF !
the celebrated case So even before
Captain MCGEE Mashed to the head
quarters reporters that Marsarita Pc !
rez detained In the criminal ward at |
Bellevue hospital, was the solvent OF
the Hanska case, Rosalie removed her
secretly to this friendly country place
near Arder. Days followed In which
the reporters tracked Lawrence Wade
at all hours in order to discover him i'm
the act OF meeting Constance. In that
period he scarcely dared write, lest
the address on an envelope might be.
tray her whereabouts Now, In the /
general march OF events. the interest |
In the Hanska case had become dull. I
And today. in this very hour. he was
coming-wlth what message on his
lips?
In the distance sounded the whistle