The Detroit times., 1914-10-26

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do you know where I can fnd
herr"
The maid eyed him with covert
keenness; then. remembering that
the reporter was with Florence, said !:
II believe she is at the Rose Garden
this afternoon"
THAT 10 In town.
Yes
Thanks" The man turned abrupt
~ and ran down the steps.
The maid ran back to Jones.
why didn't you call me?" he de-
,manded impatiently.
There wasn't time
did you tell him where she vas! p
yes. But I 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
to his work. or, rather, to the maid.
He took her by the shoulder, whirled
her about, and shot 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 ball7"
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 Ia why
no one Is missing from this house.
There Is a traitor. Let them find him
II they can. VIII you walk straight.
or will you leave?
I'll will walk straight" she fal-
tered. The money was too big
temptation"
Did they give II to your"
Yes. And more TO stay here. But
this Is the first bit Of dishonest work
j ever did"
,"well, remember what have said.
Another misstep and I'll make an end
to you. Don't think I'm trying 10
scare you. You've Witnessed enough
to know that it's life and death In
InlS uOubt. NOW run dfouS.
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?" Il
olga Perigoff is yonder in box"
Very we'll; let US go and sit with
her. Is she alone?"
Apparently. But don't you think
we'd better go elsewhere"
my dear young man. said Flor
ence with mock holiness, "Olga Peri
goff has written me down as a 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. mas
much as I am the stake they are play
ing for. I intend TO have something
more than a 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 Jingle
of zest 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 were Of negligible
quantity. She greeted them ELUSIVE
" 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 II he
knew Miss Hsrgreave 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 Hargreaye.i For . moment the