The record. [volume] (St. Maries, Idaho) 1913-1918, 1914-10-30

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HE never mentioned It to any one
but me-" Jones lain seemed to re-
fleet. At last Re raised t,s glance to
the reporter. Are you willing to wait
for great story. the real story?"
IF there is one" answered Norton
with his usual caution
"On my word Of honor, you shall
have such story as you never dreamts
Of. If you will promise not TO divulge
it till the appointed time"
Il agree"
The peace and happiness OF that
child depends upon how you keep your
word"
That was sufficient for Norton.
your master knew me. He knew also
that / am not a man who promises
lightly. Now introduce me to tho
daughter"
With plain reluctance Jones went
about the affair. Norton put q dozen
perfunctory questions to the girl. What
he was in search OF was not news but
the sound of her voice. In that quar-
ter Of an hour he felt his heart dis
turbed as he had never before been
disturbed.
Nov. Mr.. Norton" said Jones
gloomily, will you be so kind as TO
follow met"
Norton was led to Jones' bedroom.
The butler-valet closed the door and
drew the window shade. Always seek
ing shadows. This did not impress the
reporter at the time; he had no other
thought but the story. Jones then
sat down beside the reporter and
talked In an undertone. When he
had done he took Norton by the elbow
and gently but forcibly led him down
to the front door and ushered him
forth. Norton jumped into his taxicab
and returned to his rooms, which
were at the top Of the huge apart
ment hotel. He Immediately called up
his managing editor.
"Hellol This is Norton. Put Griffin
on the Hargreave yarn. I'm of on
another deal"
But Hargreave was a friend OF
yours" protested the managing ed
itor.
Il know It. But you know me we'll
enough, Mr.. Blair ! should not ask
the transfer II It was not vitality I'm
portant
20. very we'll"
I'VE shan't be scooped."
eff you can promise that, / don't
care who works on the Job. VIII you
be In the Office tonight?"
IF nothing prevents me-"
well. good-by."
Norton filled his pipe. drew his
chair to the window, and stared at
the great liner going down to sea-
Lord, Lord" he murmured. Then
he smiled and chuckled. Some bright
morning he would have all New York
by the ears, the police running round
in circles. and the chiefs OF the rival
sheets tearing their hair. What a
story Four columns on the first page
and two whole pages Sunday.
And all of a sudden he ceased tc
smile and chuckle.
In the living room OF the Princess
Olga Perigoff's apartment the mistress
lay reading on the divan. There was
no cigarette between her we'll shaped
lips. for she was not the accepted type
of adventures. In fact. she was not
ian adventures; she was really the
Princess Perigoff. Her maiden name
had been Olga Pushkin; but moro Of
that later.
When Braine came in he found heI
dreaming with half closed eyes. He
flourished an evening newspaper.
"Oiga. even the best Of US make
mistakes. Here. just glance ovei
this"
The Russian, accepted the newspa
per and read the heading indicated,
"Aeronaut picked up far out at sea
Slips ashore from tramp steamer. Had
five thousand in cash in his pockets.
"Hargreave escaped"
mot necessarily" she replied. II
II was Hargreave he would have haC
more than five thousand In his peck
cts. My friend, / believe It an at
tempt to fool you; OF It is anothel
man entirely" She clicked her teeth
with the tops OF her polished nails.
There are two young women II
the house. What the deuce can aha
mean7"
Two young womeng o. then ev
erything's as simple as daylight. Kat
rina Pushkin. my cousin. had a child
"Child2 Hargreave had child
What do you mean by keeping THU
;act from met" he stormed.
1T was useless till this moment. II,
probably sent for her yesterday; bu
in his effort to escape had to turn he
over to his butler We shall sool
learn whether Hargreave is dead o,
alive. We can use the child to brin.
him back"
The anger went out OF his eyes
You're a wonder, Olga"
But you should have gone Will
Vroon last night He does everything
Just as you tell him When they re
ported that Hargreave had visite,