The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1914-01-30

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1t. You can laugh. Inspector McGee.
but there's something in this spirit
thing. ! used TO think there was, an
then again I'd think there wasn't
even In my own clairvoyance.
well. anyhow, IL came to me like a
flash-boarders! could run my
house just the way / wanted, because
| needn't look out for profits. An
could take jest who wanted and shut
, out whoever | didn't want. The
thought chirked me a lot. So fixed
all the bedrooms up sensible with good
white and gold beds and adult size
towels an gave them all little flxy
touches that made them homelike.
AN | was jest ready to begin 70
look around an advertise when-this
happened. The idea struck me as
soon as | saw the state OF the people
in that house. The police would put
it under guard, an the boarders would
be out OF home. So | moved 'em
over bodily, all but the one you
pinched-the sick little dago woman
! from upstairs. an the two girls, and
that funny old Professor Noll An I'm
even putting up with the landlady-if
1t was other peoples troubles | was
lookin' for, got 'em all right"
"Gee!" calculated Martin McGee. 81
can use you"
Yes, you can" interrupted Rosalie,
but you won't. ] know what you
want. You want me to go to work an
help cinch this case. Well, | won't.
I'm out OF that business, too. What
I'm here for, Martin McGee-beyond
the pleasure | always took in your
society"-here Rosalie let her dimples
play and flash-"is to tell all know
or saw, SOS you won't be calm me
at the inquest an gettin' ms fea-
ture in the papers"
How about this man North?" asked
the Inspector
We'll, in the first place, | like him."
said Rosalie; Il like that boy. Looks
like an alibi for him when the land
lady says he come up the stairs only
a minute before he hollered, an the
doctor says that this Hanska had been
dead two or three hours. Appeared to
me like he was jest Jared out of
drunk, too. How about this Lawrence
Wade or whatever his name was-the
man who called with the bag? Got
him?"
"He was arrested this morning in
Boston"
"Skppin'? Looks bad. But now,
Inspector, just to close things up, I'm
out Of this case. I've given you all l
know. Your police will be botherin'
my boarders lot with questions; an
so will the reporters. Just trust me
to steer that. You keep me out"
Martin Niece sighed
"All right, Rosalie; but I'd like
your help. Still, | owe you lots OF
good turns, and the case don't look as
mysterious, after all l guess it's that
fellow Wade"
II guess probably" admitted Rosa
lie. Most mysteries amt mysteries
at all after the first day. Well, now,
I'm botherin busy man in office
hours an | must run along. Let's
see--five minutes to four, an it's bad
luck to go before the hour. Suppose
you tell me about yourself an how
the worlds usin' your"
Inspector McGee sat back in his
office chair and waxed eloquent. How
ever, his narrative OF pulls and pro-
motions and Tammany influence was
never finished. For before the hour
struck, the silent attentive doorman
entered and laid on his desk card.
| Inspector McGee took IL up, glanced at
it perfunctorily, and suddenly let out
an exclamation which had all the
power and verve OF an oath.
"By the great cats!" he exclaimed.
look at that-'Mrs. John ii. Han
| ska"
Rosalie took the card and fingered
| it.
THE widow. bet"
Thought he was single" remarked
the Inspector. Though, after all, Id
just been taking It for granted"
We'll" said Rosalie, rising, that's
come-again-soon for me-"
But the Inspector was observing her
with eyes which held quizzical invita-
ton.
Honest now," he said, wouldn't
| YOU llht W SlN III Ou Niiio
| Rosalie flashed her dimples and con-
templated him for a second. Then,
with the unexpected lightness which
marked all her movements, she sat
down.
See here, Martin McGee." she said.
you amt goin' TO make a fool OF me,
draggin' me into this case-but I'm
dying to listen just the same"
SHOW them in" said the Inspector
on the instant. and as though fearing
that she would pull back her permis-
sion.
"But not unless she's willing" said
Rosalie, as they waited
And then through the door came two
women.
Good Lord" commented Rosalie
under her breath.
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