The Farmington times. (Farmington, St. Francois County, Mo.) 1905-1926, 1914-01-02

como to me Maybe the sprits sent
1t, You can laugh. Inspector Niece,
nut there's something in this spirit
thing. ! used to think there was, an
then again I'd think there wasn't
even In my own clairyoyance.
Well, anyhow, II came to me like a
nAsh--boardcrs! could run my
house Just the way wanted, because
needn't look out for profits An /
could take jest who wanted and shut
out whoever didn't want. The
thought chlrkcd me a lot. So | fixed
all the bedrooms up sensible with good
white and gold beds and adult size
towels an gave them all little fixy
touches that made them homellke.
An | was jest ready to begin 10
look around an advertise when---thls
happened The idea struck me as
soon as saw the state OF the people
in that house The police would put
It under guard an the boarders would
be out OF a home. SO | moved EN-
over bodily, all but the one you
/ pinchod-the sick little dago woman
from upstairs. an the two girls, and
that funny old Professor Noll An I'm
oven putting up with the landlady-lt
It was other peoples troubles was
lookin' for ! got EN- all right"
Gee" calculated Martin McGee. 81
can use you"
Yes, you can" interrupted Rosalie,
| but you wont. | know what you
want. You want me TO so TO work an
| help clnch this case. Well, | won t.
I'm out OF that business. too, What
I'm here for Martin McGee-beyond
the pleasure | always took In your
| society ROsalie let her dimples
| play and hash-"is to tell all | know
or saw, sos you won't be calm me
at the inquest an gettin' me fea.
ture in the papers
How about this man NORTH" asked
! the Inspector.
We'll. In the first place, like hin,
said ROsalio; 81 like that boy Looks
like an alibi for him when the land.
| lady says he come up the stairs only
4 minute before he hollcred, an the
|
dead two or three hours. Appeared to
me like he was jest Jared out OF
drunk, too. How about this Lawrence
! Wade or whatever his name was-the
man who called with the bag? Got
him."
lie was arrested this morning in
Boston"
"Skippin'? Looks bad. But now.
Inspector, just to close things up. I'm
out OF this case. I've given you all
know. Your POLICE will be botherin'
my boarders q lot with questions; an
so will the reporters. Just trust me
to steer that You keep me out"
Martin Niece sighed.
"All right, Rosnlie; but I'd like
your help. Still owe you lots OF
good turns, and the case don't look as
mysterious, after all, guess it's that
fellow Wade"
Il guess probably" admitted Rosa
lie Most mysteries amt mysteries
at all after tho first day. Well, now.
I'm botherin' a busy man in Office
hours an | must run along. Let's
see-nve minutes to four, an it's bad
luck to go before the hour. Suppose
you tell me about yourself an how
the worlds usin' you?"
| Inspector McGee sat back In his
Office chair and waxed eloquent. How.
ever. his narrative of pulls and pro.
motions and Tammany influence was
never finished For before the hour
struck, the silent attentive doorman
entered and laid on his desk a card.
Inspector Niece took It up, glanced at
IT perfunctorily. and suddenly let out
an exclamation which had all the
power and verve Of an oath.
by the great cats!" he exclaimed.
Took at that--'Mrs. John II. Han
ska"
Resale took the card and fingered
1t.
"The widow, | bet"
Thought he was single" remarked
the Inspector Though, after all. Id
Just been taking 1t for granted"
Well" said Resale. rising. that's
come-again-soon for me-"
But the Inspector was observing her
with eyes which held quizzlcal invita-
ton
Honest now" he said. wouldn't
you like to sit In on this interview"
Rosalie flashed her dimpies and con.
templated him for a second. Then,
with the unexpected ligatness which
marked all her movements. abe sat
down.
See here, Martin McGee." she said.
you amt goin' to make fool OF me.
draggin me into this case--but I'm
dying to listen just the same"
SHOW them in" said the Inspector
on the instant, and as though fearing
that she would pull back her permits
sion.
But not unless she's willing" said
Resale, as they waited.
And then through tho door came two
women.
/ Good Lord!" commented Rosalie
under her breath.
CHAPTER III.
Mira Hanska.a story.