The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1914-01-08
OPTRtGHT. 1912 BOBBS-MERRILL CO


! should have done, an it's what most
good girls wouldn't have the decency
to do. No woman's a real lady when
she's too much of lady. Yes--I
looked"
Ell Just opened his door and
pushed him in" said Betsy-Barbara,
blushing furiously.
"An' quite enough saw that, too"
Rosalie pulled hastings for a. quarter
of minute more Then she added, Il
suppose you called him down all he
needed when you took that walk this
morning"
"Oh, that wasn't the reason!" cried
Betsy-Barbara, driven back on her
maiden defenses. ut wasn't that |
really didn't want to see him. But he
had something new to tell me about
the case-or thought he had. Some
thing he'd orgotten-something which
came back to him last night when he
was-well, you saw" And detail by
detail she repeated Tommy NOrth's
story about the diamond cluster Rosa
lie. as she listened with downcast LOOK,
used all her will to keep her head
steady and her fingers busy
That's interesting" she remarked,
in a matter-of-fact tone, when Betsy
Barbara had finished. But | don't
knows it's important. They think
they see funny things when they're
drunk an they're ready to swear to
'em when they sober up. Intend to
tell Mrs. Hanska or the lawyers about
it?"
81 thought | might-I'm doing every
least thing to help"
well, the evidence of drunk
wouldn't go at all in a court of law"
pursued Rosalie. her eyes still on her
work. mr. North is pretty Inundated
already, an he's nice young man, an
he'll probably cut out drink now he's
in business for himself. Still, il you
think it's your duty"
"Oh, / hope you think it isn't" said
Betsy Barbara. 81 don't want to put
Mr.. North in that position, again"
Cant see where it's the least bit of
use, an 'twould only do Mr.. North
HARM" replied Resale. "If you was
me, would you french this seam? Yes,
1 guess it looks more tasty that way"
Rosalie turned the conversation to a
discussion of autumn fashions. She
sewed and chatted for ten minutes.
Then she looked ostentatiously at the
clock
Gracious! A quarter to four an
must be downtown quarrelin' with
that laundry at quarter past!"
She rose, gathered coat, hat and
gloves, and hurried to the corner drug
store, from which she made by tele-
phone an immediate appointment with
Inspector MCGEE. They met in Abing-
don square, a rendezvous halfway be-
tween her house and headquarters.
She proceeded to business at once.
1--WE been jest settin' on this Han
ska case, inspector" she said. "Knew
| If l waited long enough, somethin'
would hatch. 1t has, but l can't say
yet whether it's rooster or duck.
In the first place, when's the grand
july sum " SCI W thS w ouS AluASI'
ment?"
Pretty soon, | guess. I've been
holding them off until / get more evil
dence."
| well, keep holdin' 'em Off"
Honest, what have you got?"
Wouldn't you like to know" Here
Resale broke out all her dimples, so
that Inspector MCGEE smiled on her.
Call it bunch from the spirits
"You can't come that on me-" said
the inspector, half playfully, 81 know
your kind of spirits"
"Well, call it womans notion then,
| if you like that any better The grand
jury's the first thing. Next, that old
house of Mrs. Moore's Is still vacant,
isn't It? want to go through it with
you from top to bottom-an' I've got
to do it so / won't be SEEN"
That's easy. We can enter the
block from the other side and go in by
the back door,"
"All right. Hows two o'clock to-
morrow"
Fine
Now I'd better run along. I don't
want to take any chances of being
seen with YOU"
Honest, what have you found?"
Honest, / don't know myself" said
Rosalie lie Grange, dimpling over her
shoulder as she walked away. MCGEE
stood following her with his eyes.