The Detroit times., 1914-10-26

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do you know where can find
herr"
The maid eyed him with covert
keenness; then. remembering that
the reporter was with Florence, said:
IT believe she 10 at the Rose Garden
this afternoon
That IL In town."
"Yes."
rThanks." The man turned abrupt
iy and ran down the steps.
The maid ran back to Jones.
-why didn't you call met" he de-
. manded impatiently.
There wasn't time"
did you tell him where she vas?.
YES. But l shouldn't have told
him II Mr.. Norton had not been with
Miss Florence"
Jones ran to the front, dashed out,
eyed the back OF the man Fastening
down the street, smiled, and returned
70 his work, or, rather, to the maid.
He took her by the shoulder, whirled
her about, and shot q look into her
eyes that Quailed her.
Always call me hereafter. no mat
ter what I'm doing. That man has
never laid eyes on Florence and has
no idea what she looks like. Why
did you drug my coffee the night OF
that ball?"
She stepped back.
and how much did they pay you
for letting that doctor send Florence
to Atlantic City? I know everything.
Hereafter, walk straight. II you play
another trick I'll kill you with these
two hands. And listen and tell this
to your confederates: ! always know
every move they make; that 10 why
no one IL missing from this house.
IL they can. Will you walk straight.
or will you leaveY
ST. will walk straight" she fal.
tered. The money was too big
temptation"
did they give It to your"
Eyes And more to stay here. But
this Is the first bit OF dishonest work
i ever did"
well, remember what have said.
Another misstep and I'll make an end
to you. Don't think I'm trying TO
scare you. You've Witnessed enough
to know that IT'S life and death In
this house. Now run along"
At the Garden. Jim and Florence
sauntered among the crowd, not hav-
Ing any particular objective point IN
view.
Ssh" whispered Jim.
What Is it?"
"olga PerigofY il yonder In a box"
VERY well; let rs 90 and SIT with
her. Is she alone1"
Apparently. But don't you think
we'd better go elsewhere?"
my dear young man." said Flor
ence with mock loftiness, "Olga Peri
goff has written me down az simple
young fool, and that is why, sooner
or later, I'm going to put the shoe
on the other foot You and Jones
have coddled me long enough. Inas-
much as I am the stake they are play
ing for, intend to have something
more than q speaking part In the
play"
'All right, you're the admiral" he
said with pretended lightness.
So the two Of them Joined their
subtle enemy, conscious Of a tingle
of rest as they did 80. On her part,
the countess was always suspicious
OF this sleepy-eyed reporter. She
never could tell how much he knew.
But Of Florence she was reasonably
certain; and so long as she could
fool the pretty infant the suspicious
OF the reporter we're Of n negligible
quantity. She greeted them ELUSIVE
ly and offered them chairs. For half
an hour they sat there, chatting 'n-
antics, all the while each mind busy
with deeper concerns.
When the man In search OF Flor
ence eventually arrived and asked
| the manager OF the garden n he
knew Miss Hargreave by sight the
manager pointed toward the box. The
man wound his way In and out of
the idlers and by the time he reached
the box Jim and Florence had made
their departure. The man bowed,
approached. and asked n she was
Miss Hargreave. For . moment the