The Marietta journal and courier. (Marietta, Ga.) 1909-1918, 1915-04-23

June's trick The young man mud the
three girls laughed.
June was gone. and Gilbert Blye turn
ed and walked down the stairs.
There was a ring nj the doorbell. A
messenger boy. and he carried bun
die. stealthy figure slipped forward
into the hall
mo answer" said the hoy as he de-
liyered the bundle.
Grin Cunningham nj signal from
Blye took the bunde and passed 1t to
Mrs. Russell. She tore II open and
drew forth before the jewellers who had
gathered in her parlor the raIment in
which they had last seen the beautiful
June. Grin Cunningham STOPPED down,
with an oath, and picked up something
which had fallen to the floor. The
string OF pearls. He stamped upon the
floor In rage
stop that messenger boy!" came the
cold hard tones of Gilbert Blye.
Where did you get this bundle2" de-
manded Grin Cunningham.
The boy hitched his trousers
81 amt supposed to tell"
How much did you get for not tell
ing?' demanded Mrs. Russell
"All she had-~70 cents"
"Ah!' Cunningham thrust his hands
in his pockets. Then lie flushed ms he
turned to Gilbert Blye.
Blye scowled. and there was a fash
OF temper on his dark. handsome face
as he thrust some money into the hand
Of Cunningham.
Here's So said Grin Now. where
did you get this bundle?"
"Tellin's always worth more than not
tel!in'," he sageIy observed and jerked
his call slip from his pocket. There's
the address"
Gilbert Blye. casting a glance at the
slip. donned his hat and coat. opened
the door and strobe out on the steps.
The stealthy figure which had crept
along the hall suddenly darted out of
the door after the messenger boy and
hurried up the street with him. 1t was
Marie
Down the street there whizzed the
black curtained limousine. Blye hur-
ried ont to IT as it stopped and. with
blazing Impotence, called Come on!'
Cunningham dashed from the house
and jumped into the limousine. while
Blye gave swift directions TO his driver.
He, too. hoped in and shut the door
and threw up the side curtains reveal
ing the car empty except for himself
and Cunningham. The women In the
door called something In shrill excite
ment as the car rushed away. but Scat
ii paid no attention. and the well
known and justly famous private de-
tective. Bill Wolf, groaned
Around the corner dashed the family
car of the Moores. and Ned Warner,
leaning tensuly forward gritted his
teeth and cinched his lists as the black
curtained limousine once more rounded
corner
The dumpy landlady knocked at the
door of June's little bedroom and stop
ped in profound establishment when
she entered. At the rickety table sat
her new lodger In a plain cheap black
dress. bent earnestly forward. She was
sewing pants.
why, | hardly knew you" said the
Iandlady, looking around the room.
She waddled to the door Of the fimsy
wardrobe and peered in. II was emp
ty. Where's them fine clothes you
had7"
They did not belong to me-" June
said simply. II sent them away"
"Oh. you did! What about the neck
lace?''
That was a gift which could not
accept" and June's eyes dropped II
sent 1t away also
"Oh. you did" She cleared her
throat and locked at the stack Of pants
and at the delicate fingers which were
Iabcriously pushing the needle through
the coarse cloth. by the way, for
got TO get any rent from you | always
get week In advance"
June smiled wanly ana shook her
head. II am sorry" she saId ~ have
no money
WHAT The dumpy iandIady jump
ed to her feet. She was breathing SO
hard that she wheezed mo money!
Young lady. you'li have to get out"
"Oh, no" pleaded June. Please"
She turned for one last word Of APP
peal, but the landlady's pitllpss arm
| WAS oufafrafohaH