Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1914-10-04

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All, Miss Florence and Jones tapped his
pocket you forget that You cannot dismiss
M by word am legally in control here. ]
nlA sorry that You have made NE recall this
fact TO you
Florence began 10 cry softly
81 am sorry, very sorry,' said the butler,
torn between the desire to comfort her and
the law that he had laid down for himself.
1t is very gloomy today, am perhaps we
are all "A little depressed by it. am sorry
go, realize, Jones, that all this un,nding
mystery and secrecy have a set purpose at
back Only it does just seem as if ! should
g. mad sometimes With waiting and wonder
ing"
AMI If the truth must be told, II is the
same with me We have to wait for them TO
strike. Shall get You something new to
readf ] am going down TO the drug store and
they have circulating library
Get me anything you please. But I'd feel
better with little sunshine"
That's universal replied Jones, going into
tho hall for his hat.
Had the telephone rung again nj thnt mo-
mcnt it is quite probable that the day would
have come TO close as the day before had,
monotonousy But the ring came FIVE min
utes after Jones had left the house.
Is this the lIargreaye place. NJ
Yes said Florence. Who is it2" o..
" Tlic L. Misc II ,oll;rogu - "
"Yes"
This IL DR.. Morse nm at the Queen
hotel. Mr. Norton has been badly hurt. anI
he wants you and Mr.. Jones to come AT once
We cannot tell just now how serious the in.
jury is. lie is Just conscious Shall tell
him you will come immediatelyT
Yes, yes, :"
Florence snapped the receiver on the book
She wanted to fly, fly. lie was hurt How,
when, where7
Susan, Susan - she called
What is 1t, Florencei' asked Susan. run
ming into the room.
" Jim is badly hurt. He wants me 10 come
At once o, Susan I've been dreading some
thing all day long" Florence struck the
maids bell My wraps You will 20 with
me, Susnn."
Where, Miss FlorenceW asked the maid,
nlive to her duty.
Where What IL that to youT demanded
Florence, who did not know that this maid
was detective.
Why not wait till Mr.. Jones returnsY"
sh" suggested patiently
And let the man ! love der vehemently
At least you will leave word where you
are going, Miss Florence"
The Queen hotel. And IL you ,ay another
word III discharge you. Come Susan'
There happened to be q taxicab conveniently
near (as Vroon took care there should te).
and Florence at once engaged II. She did not
Sc the man hiding in the bushes The two
young women stepped into the taxicab and
were driven OFF They had been gone less
tnan five minutes when Jones returned with
his pur, aSe, TO find the house empty Of its
most valuable asset. lie was furoua, not only
az the maid, who, he realized was virtually
helpless, but at his own negligence
In the midst of his violent harangue the bell
sounded. In his bones he knew what was
going 10 be found there. 1t was letter on
the back of which was drawn the fatal black
mnsk. With shaking fingers he tore open the
envelope and read the contents Florence
is now in our power. Only the surrender Of
the million will save her. Our agent will call
IN an hour COR an answer.
THE BLACK HUNDRED
As matter Of fnct, they had wanted Jones
almost as badly as Florence but her desire
for book-sone popular story Of tie day
had saved MIN from the net. The letter had
been written against this possibility.
Jones became cool, now that he knew Just
what danger to face. The Queen hotel meant
nothing. Florence would not be taken there