The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1914-02-22

.hInk would" Christopher Poe changed
his mind abruptly, and stepped into the
room:
As Or Robinson had already told him.
there was not a single bodily indication
OF how Boudinot Riggs had died; not a
bruise not q scratch While Mrs, Groves
answered "A call 10 another part OF the
house. Poe made nasty but minute eH-
animation OF the exposed skin, finding
but little on which to base vague theory
forming in his mind,
Then. worried look expressing itself
IN the two thoughtful grooves joining his
nostTis with the corners OF his lips, he
ieft the house abruptly, and crossed TO
| Broadway, where. from booth in
corner drug store. lie called up his friend
DR.. Robinson, with whom he sometimes
worked.
Hello. this is Poe" me said on get
I ting the doctor 1T the other end OF the
wire, Found out for sureY"
Yes. no doubt al all. Dilute hydro
cyanic acid, l used the ammonia fer
than three grains absorbed, should
say came the answer.
DO you think he drank it,
mo. There was no odor OF II about
his mouth. but the blood shows II.
can't Imagine how IL was introduced.
There wasn't scratch on his body, as 1
Delay reporting It for two hours, viii
eral people"
"on your say-so. of course, Poe. Got
Not much SO far Let's sec. it's about
three o'clock now, Say six-thirty, Be
| at home them
Yes. Come to dinner"
If feel | can finish and turn over the
rlgnt person without outside help, | viii, ,
otherwise III phone YOU Good by"
roc huns up the receiver and left the
| booth. stopping to buy half dozen
| ordnsewood sticks at the counter
| While the druggist was waiting on him,
zoe asked u there was manicure shop
! In the neighhorhood.
Miss MoQuin' s on the opposite corner'
| the druggist nodded through his window
| Tine news stand Is right in front OF 1t
| there.
| II see. Thanks, The name sounds
French?" he raised his brows question:
| ingly,
| "f imagine she is. But don't know
She doesn't come in here
Ills line of Inquiry being promptly cut
| off. Christopher Poe slipped his purchase
| INTO side pocket and strolled out.
Tie sauntered across the street. OPEN
| ing the package in his pocket as he went,
and purpoSely Jabbing himself in the cuti-
! Gle OF the forennger with one Of the sharp
| sticks just before entering the manicure
| parlor, Which consisted OF a single small
room with petite showcase OF hair goods
| and toilet articles IN front, and a Japa nese
| screen across one corner. concealing a
nook In which Miss Mignon Moauin held
and manicured hands gentlemen's pre-
| ferred
She stood behind her showcase as Poe
entered. radiant little French woman, a
coquete with a sprlshtly, fascinating
What can do for monsieur?" she said
prettily, tripping forward. and gazing up
Into his face with ingenious concern.
,-,,asI m !. ne needihe aa,n manicure badly !
| too soft and well cared for.
| "Oh, monsieur she gasped fetchingly
''you do not treat ze little nails with re-
spect. You have hurt. too
She gazed at the finger-tips with inti-
mate personal concern, bringing them in
stinctively toward her lips as though she
would kiss the bruise, then letting them
drop. and starting back consciously, blush
ing In pTacticed alarm.
An, monsieur. too busy. I suppose.
she said. making her mouth into pretty
little questioning zero and leaning towa re
him Come, sit down. ze nails shall
soon be better: zey shall recover" She
led him gently by the arm and helped
him sit down as though she were pla Gins
an egg-shel china teacup on a ma rroW
plate rack in the dining room Now
giving II such a gentle, concerned pres.
sure that Poe simulated having sue.
cumbed to her charm, and breathed soft.
You have a nice. comfortable nth,
oh, sir. You are so kind" she said
forgetting. her French for the monen
In remembering to blush delcateiy. lik
pink poppy petal,
| Can you put these nails back Il
shspe?" he asked, you've quite alarme
me; | mustn't let them go so long again
You shall Gee, monsieur. You mus
come often to have manicure" Sh
drew pan full OF water from smaI
coll heater in the corner. shaved som
scented soap into It. tested its warmtl
with her little finger daintily, and the
placed his left hand gently Into It,
I'VE will leave Zat hand cooking mon
sieur. while 7 prepare zis one" Sh
lisped Just the least bit looking up a
him with a sprightly smile, and extend
ing his fingers on her aproned knee.
There are little stains In the tin
cracks around your nail. I must use m
! little orange stick and ongoline to &c