American Falls press. [volume] (American Falls, Idaho) 1907-1937, 1914-12-31

alive. You can tell me the news at
dinner tonight"
So. later, when the butler accepted
might be, there was nothing for him
to do but admit her.
Whom do you wish to see,
madam" stepping back into the shad-
ow.
Miss Hargreave. I'm an old friend
OF her mothers"
There Is no such person here"
ITO whom. then, does this hat be-
long?" she asked quietly. She waved
her hand i~ndolently toward the hall
rack.
Jones' lips frightened. "That belongs
10 Miss Gray. a kind of protege of MI.
Hargreave's."
Indeed! You have no objections
to my seeing her? My maiden name
was Olga Pushkin, cousin to Katrina,
wife of Stanley Hargreave. 1 am, If
you will weigh the matter carefully,
a kind of aunt"
To Jones it was as II ice had sud
denly come into contact with his
hearts blood. But as he still stood
in the shadow, she did not observe
the pallor of his face.
IF you will state exactly why you
wish to see her, madam"
You seem to possess authority"
Yes, madam, absolute authority"
Jones produced his document and
presented il to her
There is no flaw In that" she
agreed readily. Il wish to see the
child. | have told you why"
VERY we'll, madam" Why had
they not te~legraphed the child. even
on the train, to return to Farlow's. He
knew nothing of this woman, whether
she was an enemy or a friend. He
conducted his unwelcome guest into
the library.
How did you know that she was
here?" suddenly.
But h was ready. Il did not. But
the death of Mr.. Hargreave brought
ne. And that youthful hat in the hall
was a story all it's own. Later / shall
show you some papers of my own.
~ W. haf ~ tdubt W uOuDl lltDl.
They have not the legal power OF
yours, but they would find standing in
any court"
Jones turned and went in search OF
Florence.
The princess lost no time in begin.
ming her Investigations, but she vast.
ed her time. There was no secret
panel In evidence.
who is she?" asked Florence as
h looked at the card. Did my ia.
Their know princesses?"
Yes" said Jones briefly. BE very
careful what you say to her. Admit
nothing. She claims to be a cousin of
your mother. Perhaps"
My mother?" Without waiting for
any further advice from Jones, whom
Florence in her young years thought
presuming upon his authority, she ran
downstairs to the library. Her mother,
to learn some fact about the mother
of whom she knew nothing!
You knew my mother?" she cried
without ceremony.
He heard the princess say: 81 did.
ny ''ho Nv itoNth 10 hlAhcoo thdl
you are the exact picture of her at
your age. And l knew your father"
Jones Strengthened, his hands shut
tightly.
Tell me about my father!"
The princess smiled. 1t was Katrina
Pushkin come to life. the same impul-
~siveness. Il knew him but slightly. |
was a mere child myself when he used
to pinch my cheeks. l met him again
the other night. but he did not recog-
nize me; and | could not find 1t in my
heart to awaken his memory in a pub
lie restaurant"
Presently Jones came in to an
nounce that two detectives requested
to see Florence. The two men en-
tered, informing her that they had
been instructed to investigate the dis
appearance OF Stanley Hargreave.
Who are you. miss"
II am his daughter"
"Ah!"
One OF the detectives questioned
Florence m~inutely while the other
wandered about the rooms, feeling the
walls. using the magnifying glass,
turning back the rugs. Even the
girls pretty room did not escape his
scrutiny. BY and by he returned to
the library and beckoned to his COM
panion. The two conferred for a mo-
ment. One CHANGED to look into the
mirror. lie saw the bright eyes OF
the princess gazing in~telligently into
his.
I'm afraid well have to ask you TO
accompany us to the station, miss"
"Why?"
Some t~echnicalities. We must have
some proof of your right TO be in
this house. SO far as we have learned,
Ilargreave was unmarried. 1t will
take but a few minutes"
And | will accompany you" said
the princess. Wen be back within
half an hour. I'll tell them what
know"
Jones. in the hall. caught sight of