Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1916-10-21
CONTINUED From yesterday,


HE has been arrested?''
mo, And he won't be. Sis, 1 need
some help. know what yeu think.
1 know about the suitcase, and Sum
day night 1t isn't true"
at was his suitcase" But her face
liz up. She'd been nearly collapsed.
poor kid,
TITS worse than that He says he
took them. or. rather that he had an
accomplice. He's got the whole thing
worked out But L don't believe 1t.
It's nonsense, lists damnable."
Then and there told her what
Martin had told me-the dinner, fol-
lowed by the theater, that was to be
his alibi. and the rest of It, 1t took
q long time to explain about old
Haseltine and his kite flying.
what Martin says l told her, 'is
that he helped the old man with the
wire that afternoon, and that he put
kink in It where he fastened the
camera &c Il. Il hundred feet from the
kite He got Mr.. Hazeltine agree
to take a picture from above Bois-
seau's that night. il the wind was
right. Tho night before the broken
wiro had put out the lights. He knew
1t would do It again. The wires
stretched east and west over the park.
there were trees. When the kite wire
broke he knew the old man would
reel 1t in at once. That would leave
no clew but the camera, and the
chances were that 1t would be broken
into a thousand pieces. It was the
worst luck that II had fallen on the
awning. Of course. The kite would
fall somewhere in the country, with
the wind as it was"
"And the men in the ballroom?"
There were no men in the BALL
room. There was only one man at
Boisseau's."
You do not know who that was?"
mo"
Wen have to find him. Ollie. 1t
is somebody he is protecting"
Pretty game, she was. / hadn't
thought she had it in her. We talked
1t over and over again. The car came,
but she sent it away. At l3 o'clock
we were still at II, and going strong.
When midnight struck she got up and.
coming over, she kissed me good
night.
Does the little Hazeltino girl care
so very much for him?" she said
rather casually, but standing behind
me so L couldn't see her face.
caught her hand and drew her around
in front of me.
He says she only thinks she cares"
u hope so, for your sake" she
said, and dropped another kiss some
where on the top of my head.
Well, 1t was the dickens of situ-
g alton, wasn't it? With Martin accus-
ing himself of Il crime l didn't believe
he'd committed, and Lottie Murray
stu sporting that bracelet, and poor
little Hazel watching the mill lights
from her hilltop and wondering what
was coming next. What with one
thing and another, l couldn't sleep.
and to make things worse, on toward
daylight it grew colder, and 1 got to
worrying about the effect of a heavy
trost on the Matters pearls. 1t seem
ed to me they had to be kept in q
warm place. Most of the girls L knew
wore their pearls all the time. 1t
would be nice thing to recover a
million dollars worth of jewelry, and
have most of it cracked with frost
like jug of water by an open window
in blizzard. Oh. well.
Ny luck, which had held pretty we'll
to that point, went back on me that
morning. [ wakened with sore
throat, and by noon my tonsils were
as large as cocoanuts and spreading
rapidly. And -ache-I had as MANY
limbs as a lobster all being opened
with a nut-cracker.
Sis came in and 1 raised a corner
of cold towel and looked at her.
THE deuce of a time to be laid up"
croaked. With everything to be
done, and
She bent over me. They have
found the jewels" she said. Mothers
half-mad with ioy"
Are they burst?"
Burst? ?"
Split open-cracked?
You go to sleep, Ollie" she said
soothingly. I'm going to have mother
get = trained nurse"
Then she went out, and the ward
locomotive came and barked in my
head, and mothers Pomeranium stood
up beside the bed and said plainly.
Split -cracked-busted
At that afternoon 1 wakened and
got up. The cocoanuts We're still
there, but the ache was gone, and I
wanted a gallon of ice water and
to see Hazel. 1 got partly dressed
IN dressing gown and slippers, and
tottered downstairs to the telephone.
1t had just occurred to me that I
could call her up, which wouldn't be
ike seeing her, but would help some.
Then l heard voices in the drawing
room.
1T was awfully nice of you to ask
me to come" said a voice. Gee, where
had 1 heard that voice? LAS a usual
thing l don't have a chance at after
noon tea,"
Il see," said Sis. "Matinees, I sup
pose"
Doing the two a day." said the
caller. Il say, what stunning
roomv'
TOO. modern, 1 think" said Sis
coolly. The little wretch! Why, she'd
selected everything in the place. "T
ike the old stuff. Cream or lemon ?"
Cream, pleases''
"Ollie says the Hazeltines have
some awfully good old things"
The Hazeltines?"
man who flies kites, or something"
'Oh-yes."
You've been up there, haven't
you?"
81? Why. yes. once or twice"
You don't take pictures, do YOU ?"
Me! My dear lady, I'm always
being photographed. if that's what YOU
mean. Its-well. it's a part of the
business"
1 couldn't make it out. There was
something odd in Sis tone. I'd placed
The fellow, of course. 1t was Ander-
son. And there was something new in
the fellows voice.
We've had piece of really great
luck to-day" Sis went on. Perhaps
you've seen the papers"
I'm sorry to say l haven't. TIL
you anyhow, if L NAV.
What is the luck %
The jewels that were stolen from
Nha ~.