Bisbee daily review., 1914-07-16

cop. you wh0i do you wont iu my bedroom at thia hour of tho nlfhtW
 "Niadom" P syhnrite ovpostulated, oggrleyed. yet wl,h on nir of Che ut. most caudor "my dutyw
 "Dutyw she echoed "What do you think you mean by thatw
 Perhaps" ho countored blaudly. you're not aware a burglar hos passed through thls roomw
 "A burgIarY What rotr
 Pardon me. madam" r. Sybarite lied nonchalautly, "but Ave minutes ago ] wus called in by the people in 232 Forty-ffth street to nab burglar who'd broken in there They thought they had him locked up safe enough ln one of the rooms, but when they came to open the door and let me at him the bird had flown. He'd taken a long chance-swung himself from the win dow ledge to a fire escape five feet away. ] saw him climb your fire es- cape. and so l came after him"
 The woman frowned Would she or wouldn't she accept that wildly fanci- ful yarn? He made another quick sur. vey of the room and a second and more shrewd appraisal of this admira- bly, self possessed creature.
 A bit too forid and ornate he con cluded; woman and lodgings alike were somewhat overdone. A super abundance of gilt and pink marred the color scheme of the apartment. and there was ostentatious evidence Of wealth lavishly expended on its fur nishings.
 Sitting up in bed in srken night gown, she looked F. Sybarite up and down with wide eyes overwlse in the ways of life, shrewdly judicious of mankind.
 Maybe you're telling the truth, at that she announced suddenly. eyes coldly unprepOssessed. You sound fishy, and you're the sickest looking cop ever laid eyes on. But there are less unlikely things than that second story man should try this route for his getaway. We'll" she demanded un- gently, "what're you standing there for like a stone manT
 "My dear lady"- expostulated the dismayed F. Sybarite.
 'If you're a cop go to it-cop some body she replied with a brusque laugh. 'and then clear out l can use the room and time you're occupying Be sides, you're slipping the said burglar a fine young chance to make the front door, unless he's under the bed"
 Mechanically obedient to her sugges- lion, down P. Sybarite pumped on his knees, lifted the silken valance at the foot of the bed, and pretended to ex- plore the darkness hereunder.
 While thus occupied and badgerlng his addled wits to invent some plaus- ible way to elude this amazon, he was at once startled and still further dis mayed to hear the bed springs creak, a light double thump as two bare feet found the floor and again the woman's voice favored with acid sarcasm.
 You seem to find 1t interesting down there. Is it the view? Or are yOu try ing to hypnotize your burglar by the power of the human eyeT"
 "Its pure and simple reverence for the proprieties," F. Sybarite replied without stirring; keeps me emulating the foolish ostrich. I don't pretend it's comfortable, but I, believe me. madam am a plain man. of modest tastes, un- accustomed to"-
 t"That," said the lady, smothering a giegle Twill be about an from vou Get up, or I'll call In a sure enough COD to search your title tO that uniform"
 Hastily r. Sybarite withdrew his head and rose. An embarrassed glance askance comforted him measurably. the lady had thrown m exquisite neg ligee over her night dress and had thrust her pretty feet into extrava- gantly pretty silken slippers.
 NOW" said she tersely, "we'u comb the premises for this burglar of yours and if We don't find him"-her lips frightened, her hrows clouded ominous- ly-'I promise you an interesting time of lt Where's your nightstickT
 With consternation r. Sybarlte in- restigated the vacant loop at his side
 Must've dropped out while I was shinning over the back fence" be sur missed vaguely. However, shan't need 1t. This"-with a bright and con- hdent smile displaying Pendelds re- YolYer+"will do just as well-better, ln fact"
 "Thatr' she questioned. That's not a police department gun. Where'd you"-
 hOh, yes. it is. It's the new pattern -recently adopted They've just be gun to issue 'em. only got mine to- d8y,-
 The lady's lips curled. "Very we'll" she concluded curtly. "I don't believe 2 word you soy, but we'll see l warn you, find inc a burglar-or," she added with unmistakable significance, "Tu And one myself"
 Interpreting the level challenge of | her glance, P. Sybarite's heart quaked. But there was no use offering resist ance to the demands of this masterful l woman. She was one patiently to be humored against a more suspicious turn of affairs
 He shrugged, gave in with a gesture. l Her imperative arm. uplifted. indicat- ed an Inner door
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