The Cook County news-herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Cook County, Minn.) 1909-current, 1916-02-03
Taken from the
Notebook: or an Old De
by Charles Edmonds: walk

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were happily facing each other across
q restaurant table. He told her what
had brought him to New York, laying
the Bardeene case before her circum-
stantially.
"I-ere,"' said she. "endeth my vaca-
ton: for suppose you want me to
help you" ";,>. -.
my dear GIRL Hazard protested,
"all ask Of YOU is to be patient
listener and then give me the beneflt
Of your luminous, clear-thinking brain.
have to talk to someone to get
my own ideas in order; I'd rather it
would be you than anybody else"
For that, dear Felix she smiled
at him, I'll point the way for you to
begin" She pretended to 60 into a
trance. my control suggests George
Destin, the chief clerk"
Hazards eyes sparkled, because the
pretty girl opposite him had arrived
at conclusion identical with his own.
Still, to make the advice more posi-
tive and concrete, he asked her for
her reasons. Said she:
Il haven't many definite reasons for
looking askance at the chief clerk; it
is mostly intuition that prompts me;
but it sticks in my mind as being
queer that he can neither recall the
woman's name nor find the card.
That doesn't indicate a careful Office
man, such as would hold a RESPONSE
BILE position in David Bardeene's ex-
acting employ. Therefore, ii he sup
pressed the card and the woman's
name, If anything occurred in the in
ner Office that he has not told, then
he knows the woman and there Is COL
fusion between them"
Hazard nodded his head in full
agreement; then, after arranging for
a meeting with Helen for that same
evening, he reluctantly left her and
made mis- way to Bardeene's offices in
Wall street.
AS a result of the guiding spirits
removal from the midst OF his many
activities, the place was dull and
spiritless. George Destin was alone,
discharging such duties as ordinarily
fell to him.
The detective scrutinized the chief
clerk keenly before making himself
known. He beheld good-looking, well
set up man of thirty or whereabouts
with black hair and a closely clipped
black mustache. The pallor that
marked his face might have followed
naturally upon the shock and worry
caused by his employers tragic death,
and the mans state of mind could
not fairly be taken as evidence of
guilty knowledge.
In few moments Hazard intro
duced himself and stated the object
of his visit.
"But don't see what can do, Mr..
Hazard. I am stunned; my mind
can't grasp the terrible happening;
but It seems to me the police have
been a bit overzealous in suspecting
me-"
Hazard gave him a sharp glance:
he was not little taken aback by
the mans unexpected candor.
"Why do they suspect you?" he
asked.
Because I did not know tho lady's
name-that is to say, I could not re-
call it-and because the card has not
been found. But how could I be- e1-
pected to remember a name that
never saw or heard?"
'You had her card" the detective
reminded him.
"Ah, yes-to be sure-her card"
Destin lapsed into meditation. Then
resolution came to him; he met Haz-
ards steady look with eyes that re.
vealed nothing. He pursued:
AS you are working in Mrs. Bar.
deene's interests, do not mind con.
fiding to you something that I hest
tated telling the police; I felt that
would not be believed.
1.-THE explanation of my ignorance
respecting the woman is quite simple.
It is very rarely that woman comes
to these Offices, and less than an
hour before the tragedy Mr.. Bardeene
informed me that he was expecting a
lady caller and for me to show her
In the instant she arrived. So when
this woman came, naturally took 1t
for granted that she was the one he
was expecting, and I showed her i'm
mediately into the private office. She
did not tell me her name; as q mat
ter Of fact, I did not hear her utter
a word"
"But the card" Hazard again re-
minded him, "surely you saw her
name on that"
The man looked at him queerly.
After a pause
mo, ! did not" he said slowly.
The card was blank" ~.>r.
"Blank!" Hazard calculated. "Why,
nobody would send in a blank card
to a man like Mr.. Bardeene!"
Destin shrugged his shoulders.
This lady did, at any rate, You see
now why; I was, reluctant to tell all
this to the police; it sounds rather
preposterous.
81 may add, though, that occasion