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was instantly eontrite. you must be |
Tired and cold and half fainished and
frightened TO death. And you're all
wet.s She raised June by the hand.
1.-THE Split OF the Marsh" unused the
artist. studying June critically.
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In richly furnished office which con.
rtatned no hint OF ,business except for it's
telephoHe and The long rows of push but
tons sat Gilbert Blye and Grin Cunning
ham and T. ]. Edwards In earnest con-
ference, Cunningham still in his evening
clothes. Edwards still with his pajamas
buttoned inside his coat and the carpet
slippers on his feet. Button after button
the black. Vandyked man pushed, and
one after another silent stealthily NOV
ing. noncommunicative men came in and
with grave faces received their instrue-
tions and departed.
Henri and Marie stood in front of
mottle faced Gesk sergeant with a sau-
ssge-like red mustache.
VOLTA" agreeably returned Henri II
am ugh!' And he lifted his foot sharply.
Marie had kicked him on the shins.
''EIe is Jules Lefoniv snapped Marie.
Non: Non! Non9' Non" Indignantly
objected Henri, and there ensued Wig
orous argument
and I am Rose Hesper." calmly fin
| ished Marie
What's the charger" asked the desk
sergeant
'swiping a boat" This hoarse informa-
ton came from the overcoat and cap.
( II don't know about the Frenchman,"
whispered the phenomenally long police
man In the sergeant's red ear. but the
girl seems TO be all right. She knows
OFFICER Dowd. on the east side, and
Morgan and o'Toole and that bunch"
| "ohF' The information seemed TO have
some weight. The officer raised heavily
| from his wide chair ard wadded through
| the door Just back OF him. He was gone
long, silent minutes. but when he came
back his brow was knotted into what
seemed permanent corrugations. $50
you're a friend Of Dowd and Moran and
O'Toole and that bunch"' he Numbered
at the luelSless Marie. well, telephoned
EN- all. and not one OF 'em knows any
Rose Hesper Lock em upl
But monsieur. It Is all a mistaken"
cried the pseudo Jules Lefon Made
moiseluo is no.
Crack! That kick ON the shinn was dis
tinetly audible throughout the little room.
but 1t bad its effect. Henri at last had
the hint. and he shut his lips tightly To-
gether beneath his tiny mustache az he
and Marie. TO the intense qualification OF
the overcoat and cap. were led away and
locked In their respective cells.
In the dainty rose ana white drawing
room which Ned and June Warner had
fitted up to be their nest, Ned sat IN
consultation with June's father and
mother and Bobbie Blethering and June's
bosom friend. Iris. and three detectives
On the floor by Mrs. Moores feet Law
June's handsome collie, Bouncer. but a,
the first mention Of his mistress's name
he was up and barking Loudly
Your wife's dog?" said the chief Of
Ned's detective force, and Ned nodded
Wen tame him"
How cheerful was the blazing fire AZ
June reclined In the .nglenook, a cup OF
hot coffee In taboret by her side and !
comfortable drowsiness stealing ovel
her. She did not know how pretty she We,
In the flmy negIigee. but Bennett anC
Vivian Durham did as they sat at tbs
little studio table. which was their fav-
orite breakfast place. and turned pIeaset
eyes UPON their beautiful guest.
A butler brought In the mail 10 In,
Durbans as they finished their breakfast
Durham walked out toward the garden
lie seemed anxious 20 conceal something
His wife followed Durham opened a Ion,
envelope with an expectsnt smile AM
took from II a folded document
90 BE Continued TomorroW1