Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1916-11-05


Parrish was aVailing himself OF this
permission. But, as his hand was OH
the knob Of the office door, he pauseo.
the sound Of voices from within the
room reaching him with almost per-
feet distiuctness. lie stood there. lis
tening to Stanley's talk with Florence
Montrose. Present Parrish stole away
from the door and returned to the
elevator. But-perhaps on impulse
he was back again in the hallway five
minutes later.
Florence was Just saying good-by
TO Harold as the detective arrived.
As soon as she had gone Parrish
stamped unannounced into The private
office.
Look here, Mr.. Stanley" ho
growlcd angrily and with no Other
salutation, II read that roast on mS
In this mornings Examiner. And |
want to tell ycu right now that you're
got to stop hammcrirg me in print.
Understand that? You've got to stop
it,"
Certainly, Mr.. Parrish" was Stan
leys Unexpectedly meek reply. 1.-The
attacks on you shall be stopped at
once If you really wish It.
IL dol"
"on just one condition." pursued
Harold. con condition that you do
what the city is hiring you to do and
Crimson Stain Mystery"
Activity" fumed Parrish. "Ain't
! working day and night? =
yes" accoeded Stanley, you arc.
You are running around In circles
making II noise like an earnest work.
er--and you're actually doing notn-
ing. I've been watching you, Mr.. Par
risn and I've been having YOU
watched"
Stanley was interrupted by an office
boy, who brought a card to him.
Glancing at 1t. he said to the boy:
Bring Mr.. Clayton in here"
Parrish. at the sound OF the new
guests name, grunted a surly good
by and left the office as he had como.
He slammed the door shut behind
him and stamped noisily down the
hall toward the elevator, Rut at the
fourth stride he halted and softly
came back to the door. STOPPING with
his ear close to the keyhole.
I'm going up 20 Vanya Tosca's flat
for afternoon tea" Clayton said after
shaking hands with Stanley. 81
dropped into see If you'd 20 there
with me-"
NO thanks" was Stanley's curt
answer. 81 don't care to-
why not?" demanded Clayton,
wondering at the others manner.
"Frankly" replied Harold, be
cause | don't like her and don't trust
her. I've been putting two and two
together this past day or so and It
seems to me there's something fishy
about her presence in your studio
both those times you were uncon-
sCious. She"
"Nonsense" declared Clayton. "The
first time she came there after I'd
been knocked out, and she found me
and brought me to my senses. The
second time | Just keeled over from
reaction, as n result of the brain con-
cussion I'd had This sort of thing
often happens. She brought me to,
again. l tell you, Stanley, you're mis-
Judging a noble woman. And ! tell
you don't like it. | know her better
than you do. And-and I'm not
ashamed to say I'm pretty deep in love
with her
I'm sorry. old man." answered
Harold. genuine sadness in his voice.
Because l don't think she's worthy
OF you. And l don't think she loves
you"
"Why don't you think she loves
me?" queried Clayton. hotly
"Twice, this past week. I've seen
her with TruXton Lambert. once in
his big limousine, and once
"Truxton Lambert? Who's he?
81 thought you knew him. He's a
man-about-town, Of n peculiarly OBJ
jectionable type. Made his pile in
misunderstanding. The Diamond
King they call him. He is enormously
rich. And his reputation is about as
rotten as any mans could be without
landing him in Jail. No decent wom-
an can afford to be seen with him."
I'm going to tell her, then" said
Clayton, what kind of a man he is.
She doesn't know, I'm sure. And I'm
Just as sure she isn't interested in
him. Or in any other man but me.
I'm going up there now. | know she
can explain. And, out of common
fairness to her, | want you to come
along and hear her explanation. You
owe it to her. And to me. /"
81 can't go up there with you" said
Harold. "Ive some work downtown
that l have to attend to before ! go
home. But if you insist on such a
foolish thing. I'll meet you at her
apartment In about half an hour,
though | don't like the idea of doing
II. It's useless. And she will hate me
for warning you against her Good
by. old chap"
In an incredibly short time after
ward. Pierre la Rue was calling up
/ Nanya's apartment and issuing curt
directions.
1--WE sent word to Tanner" he said
'to let Florence Montrose get n
glimpse OF him. on her way uptown
and to let her keep him in sight till
he goes into your apartment house
See that the hallboy is out on some
errand for you. I'll be there within
ten minutes too, as we planned. So
phone Lambert to come, on any pre-
text you like. He's ripe, and this Is
our time. Tell him you're in financia
trouble and ask him to bring along al
the money-in cash, not check-ht
can lay his hands on at such short
notice. And the necklace he promised
you. Be sure to get him. I'll leave
the details OF the trap to you"
"You're-you're surely not going tC
to do 1T here? Not here at m,
apartment" faltered Vanya. "Thinl
OF the danger. and"
THE danger will be nothing at all,
Interrupted La Rue. I'm not goini
to use the finger necklace. He is go
ing to be killed by some one else
some other way"
Florence Montrose drove slowl!
uptown in her little roadster From
side to side, In such moments as sh
did not need all her attention for tn
guiding OF her car, her dark eye
A..