Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1916-10-03
She has a pretty mouth. I'd never

She has a pretty mouth. I'd never
noticed it before.
ut is quite true" said Boisseau.
Blood over everything. A little more
and he would have died. He is up
stairs now. Me, l pay for a nurse,
for a surgeon. The mattress Is ruin
ed. Also q carpet"
"Oh, stop at that" ] said, seeing
how sick she looked. We'll take the
horrors for granted"
He ambed away to get newspa-
per. The morning papers had just
come in. Pierre brought in some eggs
himself, and 1 saluted them. I need
ed food. BY George. with one thing
and another, L was dizzy. But Miss
Hazeltine took only little coffee.
II must get home, Mr. Oliver" she
said I'm not hungry. I'm warmer
now. REALLY I'm quite comfort
able"
put an egg on her plate.
Not a step until you've eaten
something" | insisted.
She'd got in the way of thinking
me a sort of lightweight, because in
the office the governors the domin-
ant figure, and he treats me like an
office boy. But / can be firm enough
If | want to- / sat over her until
she'd got down an egg and a piece
of toast She wouldn't admit it, but
about her looks, and she whipped open
her bag to get out a mirror.
I'm so untidy!" she said. "I don't
remember ever being up all night be-
fore"
oh" I said. so you've been up
all night"
Having said it, she was too honest
to go back on it,
Il have, Mr.. Oliver"
|
Now she and / have debated this
question since. The bag was open,
and turned toward me. She says hot
ly that l had no business to try to see
what was inside, but 1 maintain that.
even then, 1 had determined to help
her. whether she wanted me to or not.
and that l had right to every scrap
of help ] could get
Well, 1 looked. There was a bit OF
a coiled steel spring in it, small
spring, but it looked strong. l don't
know what I'd expected, but | was
disappointed. She caught me looking
and snapped the bag shut.
OF course you may ask how
knew that the spring was what she'd
picked up in the park. Well, it was
a small bag, and there was nothing
else of any size in it. Whatever she
found she'1 seen from the path as it
lay in the dead park grass. some
twenty yards away. How's that for
| reasoning?
| don't know when I first connect
ed the taxicab trouble with Boissea us.
Maybe when the old fellow talked
about razor. When you think
about 1t, there were three people
within radius of half a mile slash
ed at or about the same time. The
policeman got his first, fixing the time
by the darkness, then my taxi man.
and the woman on the bus was the
third. But what had Jack the Slasher
to do with the robbery at Boisseau's? ?
Think about it. The gentleman ban
dit in the dressingroom had never
raised his voice. There had been no
violence. The whole idea of the thing
mad been quiet getaway.
Was 1T likely that the bandit. or
bandits, would try to murder the
policeman on duty at the curb. the
most conspicuous person they could
have fixed on? If there had been an
alarm raised, it would have been diff
ferent, but there was no alarm for
long enough after that. Only the
mater counting away for dear life and
locked in the dressingroom.
1t looked to me just then as though
three things, not connected. had oc-
Cured almost simultaneously. The
light and telephone wires had broken
a maniac had taken advantage of tho
darkness to cut loose, and a band
OF thieves who had planned a hoIdun
found things coming their way and
took them away in a suitcase.
| (ro Be Conunued.A