Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-01-22

| OlIeH Lhese Hght marks are practically
invisible to the naked eye. but when the
suspected object is treated to a bath of
! fine light dust they come out all dull
gray against the background. and NAV
be photographed and make an everlasting
| record.
While Manning was busily absorbed in
this work, his chiefs mind was busly di-
costing and arranging what little he had
learned thus far. But presently he was
interrupted by the busting entrance of
Mrs Wyatt.
Mrs. Wyatt Enters.
| Mr.. Kayton?" demanded the lady
painting little harder than usual, as she
confronted the famous detective
| Yes" he conceded
Il suppose you know who I ann" Kay
ton tried unsuccessfully to look as if he
did, and the lady went on, I'm Mrs.
| Wyatt"
"Oh, yes" said Kayton. as if she had
just declared she was Florence Nightin-
gale. Good morning, Mrs. Wyatt"
Il hope you found everything YOU
wanted" suggested Mrs, Wyatt,
Yes"
DO you need anything else?"
NO; /"
us there anything l can do?"
well, I"
| Bruce ought to be here" declared
Mrs. Wyatt, quite oblivious to the fact
that she was not allowing the greatest
detective in the world to get a word in
edgewise He said he'd come right back.
and it's most II o'clock. Is there any
thing You want to ask me-
Yes, - began Kayton, with rush.
but the voluble lady was not to be headed
off
Il wasn't here when it happened. you
| know she went on. Il mean to saw
don't know any more about it than you
do but suppose you know a great deal"
She beamed upon him, you don't look
at all like a detective, Mr. Kayton. Do
you know what l mean?"
In spite of his impatence, Kayton
smiled and bowed.
Mrs, Wyatt" he asked, when did Mr.
Argyle adopt Miss Mazuret?"
Mary" exclaimed Mrs. Wyatt open-
ing her eyes. ''Why-I don't know. She
was just little thing. l don't believe
she was more than siX-but | really don't
know much about it. I mean to say.
wasn't there. 1t was in San Francisco,
you know. Mr., Argyle and Mr. Manu-
ret were the dearest friends"
What was Mr.. Mazuret's full name?"
Mrs. Wyatt bit her lips and rolled her
eyes in the effort of recollection, holding
her breath the while. with the result that
her reply was sort of explosion.
Il think it was John-yes, / know it
was. 1t was John"
What became of her mother" inquired
! Nayton.
"Oh, she died there" This answer came
promptly.
In San Francisco"
Scandal About Her.
Yes" nodded Mrs Wyatt II really
don't know much about her Her maiden
name was Marsh-Nellie Marsh That's
all | can tell you. l really don't know
how | remember that. AS ! said. never
heard much about the mother except
that there was some scandal about her"
Kayton concealed keen and eager in
terest under an assumption of the mild
| curiosity of an idle gossip
Scandal he replied. In what way"
Il really can't say" replied Mrs. Wyatt.
Mr. Argyle never could be persuaded to
talk about her. It was entirely on ac-
count of Mr., Mazuret that he became in
terested in Mary
! Entirely" murmured Kayton
"Oh. yes" Mrs. Wyatt assured him,
Entirely"
'How long have you lived here" he
asked pleasantly.
"Oh, many. many years. | mean to say
! it must be twenty-ever since my hus-
hand died I'm a widow do vou know
80 - - - w ~ - "
what l mean III very Ola Irlehu OIL
the family and when Mr.. Argyle adopted
Mary he felt that he must have a woman
:, tbo bo,,ea"
IA me ''o"9o -,.-, ~. tt.
haytoh hodded ana Suoked ms chlH'
Tell me, Mrs. Wyatt. what were the re-
lations between Mr.. Argyle and his SON.
Mrs; Wyatt drew deep breath as am
munition for another speech. 1t was
long time since she had had so willing
and delightful a listener.
Now, doctor beg your PARDON
BEG the doctors Mrs. Wyatt smiled
Kayton Mrs Wyatt simpered and smiled
back. n was really a charming man.
81 mean to saN-Air. kaytOn.' She said.
That's something | don { ike to talk
about 1t was the only thing we had 10
make us unhappN-do YOU know what |