The Climax-Madisonian. (Richmond, Madison County, Ky.) 1914-1917, 1915-04-14

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"And 1 am Rose Hesper." calmly
finished Marie.
What's the charger" asked the desk
sergeant
"Swiping a boat" This hoarse In
formation came from the overcoat and
cap.
az don't know about the Frenchman,"
whispered the phenomenally long po-
Iiceman in the sergeant's red ear. "but
the girl seems to be all right. She
knows Officer Dowd on the east side
and Moran and O'Toole and that
bunch"
"OhT The information seemed to
have some weight The officer raised
heavily from his wide chair and
waddled through the door just back of
him. He was gone long. silent min
utes, but when he came back his brow
was knotted into what seemed per-
manent corrugations. $50 you're a
friend of Dowd and Moran and O'Toole
and that bunch!' he Numbered at the
luckless Marie. "Well, telephoned
'em all, and not a one of 'em knows
any Rose Hesper! Lock 'em up"
But, monsieur, it is all a mistaken
cried the pseudo Jules Lefon. Made
moiselle is no.
Crack, That kick on the shin was
distinctly audible throughout the little
room, but it had its effect Henri at
last had the hint, and he shut his lips
tightly together beneath his tiny mus
tache as he and Marie, to the intense
qualification of the overcoat and cap.
were led away and locked In their re-
spective cells.
In the dainty rose and 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 the
three detectives. On the floor by Mrs.
MOore's feet lay June's handsome col
lie, Bouncer. but at the first mention of
his mistress name he was up and
barking loudly.
Your wife's dogY said the chief of
Ned's detective force, and Ned nodded.
Wen take him."
Out in the bay a steam yawl, its
stovepipe cold, was being towed males
tically in by rOwbOat, at the oars of
which sat a thin whiskered fisherman
and boy with cracked knuckles and a
short, thick man, whose face was one
continuous rotary smudge. This man
was Bill Wolf, and through his smudge
were already streaking rivulets Of hon
est toll. On board the yawl and urging
her crew with helpful voices and ges-
ture was Honoria Blye, cinders in her
high arched brows, cinders in her dark
ened hair and cinders in her DISPOSE
ton.
How cheerful was the blazing fire as
June reclined in the inglenoOk, a cup
of hot coffee on q taboret by her side
and a comfortable drowsiness stealing
over herI She did not know how pref
ty she was in the filmy negligee, but
Bennett and Vivian Durham did as
they sat at the little studio table
which was their favorite breakfast
place, and turned pleased eyes upon
their beautiful guest.
Their pleasure in June however, was
scarcely equal to the charming picture
of domesticity which they afforded
June. 1t was such pleasant compan
-fOnship that she had expected to en-
joy with Ned, just they two alone
But that tete-a-tete breakfast was yet
to come. How long must it be to the
end of that separation which had be
gun on their wedding day, begun IL
only few feeting hours after theil
marriage? The happiness had LASTED
only through the going away amid {
shower of rice and through those frs
blissful moments alone in the Pullman
drawing room, surrounded by thei
white ribboned luggage.
In the richly furnished Office ont
after another Of the silent, grave faced
stealthily moving men came in AM
gave their low voiced, reports to Ii
eager Cunningham, the confident Blye
the impatient Edwards. At last one o
the men brought in a fellow who Dor
a young face on the stopped and with
cred figure of an old man. This fellow
approached the table furtive eyed o.
Blye's invitation, and they all mum
bled together for awhile In low voices
He put something in his pocket as h
went out, and he left the three me-
laughing. They rose to go. They ha
finished their Office work.
A butler brought in the mail to tn
Durbans as they finished their breal
fast Durham walked out toward tn
garden. He seemed anxious to conces
something. His wife followed. Durba
opened a long envelope with an e1
pectant smile and took from 1t a folde
document.
MY ,dear"-his voice vfbrated wit
pleasure-"can't keep my secret. II
morrow is the fourth anniversary G
our wedding, and here is my gift
commemoration of that happy event.
Her eyes shining, the woman took th
document and opened it.
"a deed to this housew she cried.
! "And all that it contains" laughe
, her husband. Everything. includin
! myself"
, There was an exclamation of deligh
, The woman kissed him again an
, again and called him a dear boy and
good boy and the best husband in tn
world. June, who had awakened an
followed them, drew back, so the
would not know that she had heart
but she was glad for once to have bee
, an unwilling eavesdropper, glad
have shared in this joyous moment
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