The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1916-01-13

day or thrills, suspengc-tragedy. Will
you tell me something of criminals as
you know them? I've tried to study
them just little and" .urs>
There was smothered exclamation;
it was in another sound that came
from the stairway. June looked up
just in time to see portion OF
black shirt move from the hall out on
to the porch. Then followed low
toned order in Mary's voice-the
words broken" and vase" drifted in
through the open window. By length
ened shadow and a reflection in the
window pane June saw that the nurse
was standing, hidden, just outside the
SILL
It amused the girl. 1t reminded her
OF lioness standing over cub when
the hunter drew near. But this man
Lamar was so mild, SO prefectly harm
less-doubtless he was a sleuth OF
great reputation, but under this roof
he was merely a courteous man OF the
world, who called because he was in
terested in her.
in on her musings-then caught him
self, 81 beg your pardon, Miss Travis.
I have no reason to believe that you
are familiar with poker terms. I meant
that I'd bid one hundred times the
orthodox amount of one cent if you'll
tell me what your thoughts were just
then. Whatever they were, they were
indulgent, cynical and amusing; be-
cause your eyes mirrored each one OF
those moods"
June managed mock-serious shud
der
"You appall me, Mr.. Lamar" she
answered laughingly, II was thinking
just then of the number of criminals
you must have met
Cali kinds; and many of each kind"
he started gravely. "And, if you really
don't mind talking of such things, I'd
like to ask you something. Before we
met yesterday in the park, Miss Travis,
did you see anything of a yelled wom-
an in black?"
Outside, on the porch, a chair
scraped along the floor. June heard
the sharp intake of Mary's breath.
she brought out the words slowly, as
if unwilling to make the statement |
positive. Eyes, now that think about |
it, I'm sure did"
Lamar leaned forward in his chair |
and half-unconsciously placed a hand |
upon her arm.
think, Miss Travis Think" he
urged.
Down the stairs came the sleek, pat
,er of Japanese feet in American shoes.
Lamar turned, impatiently, as Yama
advanced to the center of the room
a dustpan and brush in one
lean, yellow palm-the other extended
with a bit of charred paper f1uttering
stif1y, from it.
Pardon. May this be honorable
value to Miss June?" he intoned fatty.
Lamar started, at sight of the frag-
ment. June reached out vaguely, nod
led, smiled as best she could and took
The paper from the buffers hand.
Thank you. Yes. You may CO."
With Lamar's eyes upon her it was an
effort to say even that.
AS Yama disappeared through the
what is that?" he said sharply.
'This?" she inquired family, holding
he paper before her.
Eyes. What is it?"
Without waiting for her answer and
before she had a chance to regain her
shattered composure, he took the
burned document from her hand and
it carefully.
where did you get 2" he asked at
length and his tone implied that con-
fiction had taken place of suspicion.
'Why- er- why, the yelled woman
in black dropped that note as she hur-
lied by me-"
Lamar walked up close to her and
ooked steadily into her wavering eyes.
Miss Travis" he said gravely, "are
you quite sure of that?"
Sure? OF course I'm sure!" she was
rying desperately to laugh.
would you mind showing me just
where you saw this woman in black?"
June laughed easily.
"Why, of course, I won't mind, Mr..
lamar. You're making this trif1ing
Incident such a frightfully serious af-
air, that it rather amuses me. Do
beg your pardon-do
rhine specialists always have to fasten
N such silly things to track their
Lamar ignored the sarcasm.
"You will Gomez" he repeated.
'1'll be ready to go out with you, in
wo minutes" she promised, running
lightly up the stairs.