The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1916-02-10

then. What's her name?" he asked
Lamar as the matron left the room.
And her address. I'll send two men
over to her home"
He took the blank from his secre-
tary and tried the point of his foun-
tain pen.
Alma La Sale, he repeated after
Lamar, "'301 Quincy street Holt.
send Quinn and Mulligan over. Tell
them to do good job-rush it-and
beat 1t back here as quickly as they
can"
There was knock su the door, q
few minutes later. It was opened in
obedience to the chiefs Come in"
Alma stood framed i'm the doorway.
her face still as insolently naughty
as when Lamar had first spoken to
her.
The chief eyed her steadily. It was
a type he knew well. Very difficult tn
shake in giving testimony, very sharp
tongued. The only salvation lay in
getting this woman furiously angry.
He had found that rage Ioosens the
tongues of most women.
| Manner" he said before she had a |
chance to collect herself.
oh, you know my name," she an
swered viciously. What do you sup |
pose think you two have been doing |
in here all this time-having a kaffee |
klatsch?"
Lamar moved forward to intervene,
but Allen waved him back.
L think 1 can handle this young
woman he said easily. eff I can
make her understand, in the first
place, that I'll Jail her Immediately
unless she answers my questions
straight and as soon as I put them.
Name?" he repeated, significantly.
"Alma La Sale"
Tive seen you here before, haven't
"You have not" this very emphat-
ically.
mo? I may be mistaken. II
thought had. What were you doing
at Surfton?"
Wasn't at surfton. Never heard of
the place.
well, of course the transfer that ]
you have in your bag, punched Surf
ton,' may be part of a collection. I L
hardly thought so,'' drawled Lamar.
Il tell you I've never been there" ]
she maintained with angry persist {
ence.
well, we'll let that go as it is" I
said the chief suavely you're an
attractive woman, Miss La Sale. How
is it that you are not married?" :
"Who says I'm not?" :
"Oh, SC you are. Then why are you +
living alone in an apartment where 9
you're known as Miss La Salle?'' :
is that anyone's business?" r
II choose to make it mine. How do 7
you get your living, Miss La Salle?" G
Il have an income"
From what sort of investments? u
mortgages?"
"Er-mortgages." b
An, the safest sort of an invest il
incorporating they are first mort t
cages. So that's where your income
comes from?" G
You two think you're putting me i"
through the third degree, don't you?
Why you're a bunch of amateurs. II
Make me break down? Lord! You
haven't even got my goat!" g
"Oh, think we have that, all right" a.
lamar remarked with aggravating G
'alm. Nov, I'm going to tell you a b
eW things. We've had you trailed for m
orty-eight hours. Yes, that gets un- o.
Ter the skin, eh? And all we want to b
now is why you take the trouble to
'aint red circles on your hand when
gu operate SO cleverly without them e,
WHAT'S the use of doing things thatll
clip spot you-eh?"
Alma looked at him with an amused IN
mile.
You may be talking sense" she re- IN
1arked contemptuously.. "But to me IL.
sounds like they'd just let you out r.
f bat factory" IN
"You don't know anything about &c
ed Circles?" th
81 do not h,
The door opened suddenly. Two
zen, one in uniform, entered and az
laced suitcase on the chiefs desk. m
lima started forward in her chair. of
Eyes, it's yours" soothed Lamar. at,
We won't injure any of your things. ar
70 just want to take look. They've ba
st brought it from your rooms" tn
Lamar opened the suitcase. He
1lled out soft piles of silk lingerie &C
Id tossed them on the desk. th,
Say, have heart the way you oh
indie those things" Alma said sharp +h,
"They cost money" :
"You bet they do" Lamar answered N.
g command. Those first mortgages EN-
g certainly good to you" wa
His hand closed on something hui,
tooth and cold. He dragged it out see
'm between the folds of an embroid- gu;
ed kimono. 1t was paint box! He 9th
mbled as he opened it, because he thr
not want to take his eyes off AL vie
rs face. He was surprised to find "