The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1914-12-17
CHAPTER III.

The Safe In the Lonely Warehouse,
The princess did not remain Ions
after the departure Of the police with
the bogus detectives It had been a
very dif1cult corner to wriggle out of.
all because Braine had added to his
plans after she had left the apart
ment. But for the advent Of the med.
ding reporter the coup would have
succeeded. herself apparently perfect
~ innocent of completely. That must
De the keynote Of all her plans: to an.
pear quite innocent and leave no trail
'Dehind her. She had gained the con.
noence OF Florence and her compan-
Ion. And she was rather certain that
she had impressed this lazy-eyed re-.
porter and the stolid butler. She had
told nothing but the truth regarding
her relationship. They would find that
out She was Katrina Pushkin's cousin.
But blood with her counted as naueht.
She had room in her heart but for two
things, Braine and money to spend on !
her caprices.
How long has your highness known |
Mr.. Braine?" asked the reporter idly.
as he smoothed away all signs of his
recent conflict
u, the better part Of q year. Mr..
Hargreave did not recognize me the
other night. That was quite excus.
able. for when he last saw me was
not more than twelve. My child" she
said to Florence, build no hopes re-
garding your mother. She is doubt.
less dead. Upon some trivial matter
/ do not know what It was-she waa
confined to the fortress. That was
seventeen years ago. When you enter
the fortress at st. Petersburg. you
cease to be-"
THAT is true enough"
did not recall myself to your "a, .
Their. did not care at that moment
to shock him with the remembrance of :
The past Is not Mr.. Braine a re-
markable MANI" All this in her charm. 1.
ng broken English.
He is, indeed" affirmed Norton. :
He's superb hnguist, knows every. >
BODY and has travelled everywhere. !,
No matter what subject you bring up :,
le seems well informed"
Come Often" urged Florence.
shall, my child. And any time .
ou need me. call for me- After all, / :.
m nearly your aunt. You will find y
re In the city far different from that . :.
hitch you have been accustomed to-" =.
She limped down to her limousine. ~
tripping up Norton he had stepped y.
pom her foot heavily. -
She Is lovely!" cried Florence. -
We'll, l must be on my way, also" =,
lid Norton. II am a worldly-wise
ian. Miss Florence. So is Jones here.
ever go any place without letting he
I'm know: not even to the corner -
rug store. ! am going to find your ~
Their. Some one was rescued. I'm NJ
ling to find out whether it was the -
'iator or Mr.. Hargreave." ~
Jones drew in deep breath and his IN
es closed for a moment. AT the az
'or he spoke to the reporter. -,
What do you think of that WON.
2"
Il believe that she told the truth. wa
lie is charming" an
'She is. But for all her charm and an,
18th cannot help distrusting her. .
We an idea. shall call up your Of ,u,
9 at the end of each day. If day mo
mes without call, you will know !.
at something is wrong" ~,
"A very good idea" Norton shook -
nds with everyone and departed. -.
What brave, pleasant young
M" murmured Susan.
1 like him, too; and I'd like him y.
friend" said the guileless girl.
IL Is very good to have q friend ~"
MI. Norton" added Jones; and A J.
ssed out into the kitchen. All the a.
shoulders Law tha 49,. uvu up
king till sucb t,vrs ~. - - tain
NO So1lu is a