Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1916-04-07

watch him pick up clues. 1t is quite
amusing. Almost as amusing as Field
day at a lunatic asylum
She was gone, leaving June alone.
The girl checked her impulse to fol-
low her involuntary hostess She knew
that Mary must be out of sight before
this time; and she trusted to the ola
Woman's keen wits and spry feet to
carry her safe home without being seen
again by Lamar.
A new terror beset June: the coat
that she still held was menace. She
began TO realize this. Lamar would
assuredl- seize upon it as a clue. From
the makers name, he could in time trace
its ownership to her.
June longed to hide the coat some
where. But she dared not. Such an act
would stir into fresh life Lamars new
" lulled suspicious against her.
She turned the coat over expo sing
the label. She pulled at corner of the
little square of lettered satin but it
was too strongly sewed to be dislodged
so easily Raising the label to her lips
June drove her keen white teeth into 1t;
severing the threads, until one edge
had been loosened
Then, with n jerk she tore away the
whole label; and thrust It into the front
of her dress.
She heard Lamar returning: and she
carelessly dropped the coat across the
sill of the open door.
"Well?" queried June, interestedly, as
Max came in sight, around the corner
Of the garage What news of the
Yelled Woman" =
Got clean away he reported, sulk-
lily. mo trace of her"
lie caught sight of the coat lying
where June had dropped It. His look
OF chagrin frightened to one of keen
eagerness He snatched the coat from
the greasy floor and twisted around so
as to bring the inside of the neckband
into view And again his face dark
ened.
Clever woman" he muttered. Even
the tailors label is gone. Well there's
only one thing left to do. I'll take this
coat to police headquarters and have
Allen send a man around with it to
every tailor in the city One of them
is bound to recognize it. And we'll
catch our woman that way, before an
other days ended 500
june's heart sank like lead, The mo-
mentary. buoyancy that had filled her
soul was gone. She realized how shrewd
and yet how simple was this latest
plan Of Lamar's; and how certain to
prove successful.
AlO now, cut III the COLO NOlCe VI
the woman of the house, who had fol-
lowed Lamar from the alley, 'if you
two are quite done playing Old Sleuth
all over my grounds, let me suggest
that this path leads straight to the
street. Good day, Mr.. Detective"
Madam" snorted the nettled La
mar, as she turned to leave them, "if
anything could add to the unpleasant
ness of this wild-goose chase of mine,
IL would be to hear you call me, for the
second time a detective When you
remember my fair young face, in your
pure dreams, on moonlit nights, may-I
beg and beseech and implofe and en-
treat and insist that you remember that
it as the face of a crime specialist-not
of a 'detective!' Come. Miss Travis"
They left the grounds and gained the
sidewalk. AS they turned in the direc-
tion of the Travis home, Lamar broke
silence. '' -@"- -a-S"-1 -''T' s."
II want to thank you ever so much,
Miss Travis he said, rfor being such
a brick; and helping me as you have to-
day.. But for your showing me where
you had seen the Yelled Woman, 1
should never have gotten on her track.
1t was splendid of you"
at wasn't" she contradicted, "I was
glad to be of any help. When I was
hanging on to that ridiculous coat-cor-
ner, like grim death, I felt quite a
heroine. But
There's another thing" he said. hes
itatingly "A thing 1 hate like blue
poison to say; but it's got to be said.
VIII you try to forgive me, in adj
vance?"
How ominousw she laughed What
is it?"
ed you the torn note, an hour ago." said
Max, uncomfortably, do you know
what 1 thought? 1 thought you were
the Yelled Woman"
Max Lamar. gripping with both hands
the corner of the black coat that pro-
| truded from the locked garage door,
| drove his shoulder full against the door
! panel, again and again. But the wood
| held firm.
1T seems to be a deadlock" laughed
June, forcing her merriment with a
mighty effort. YOU have hold of her
coat; so she can't get in. Isn't it just
a little ridiculous, Mr.. Lamar? Sup
pose we give up the chase and
Give up the chaser" he echoed an
grily Give it up? Why, it's barely
begun Just on the other side of the
| garage door is the yelled woman who
robbed Grant and then gave me the slip
| and who holds the entire mystery of the
Red'Circle. Give is up Not If have
to stand here till doomsdayr'
But surely began June, trembling
| inwardly at his fierce determination.
Miss Travis" broke in Lamar, will
you hurry around to the front door of
the house this garage belongs to, and ex-
plain matters? Then ask leave for me
| to break the door down can do it if
you'll hold the coat corner for me-"
'Shan't 1 hold 1t now?" suggested
June; an idea flashing into her fear
! sick mind. "Pl hold the coat while
you try to smash the lock. You can't
do anything without the use of your
hands. Why waste the time I'd need
to go to the house?'
Il don't like to batter down peoples
property" he answered, even in the
name of the law--without asking their
| permission"
! But
| Besides" he added, this yelled WON
an is strong. Whenever she tugs at her
coat, it's all 1 can do to hold nv corner
of it. She might wrench it out of your
| hands"
Yes" agreed June, under her breath.
| that's exactly what I mean her to do
But she forbore to say it aloud. And
after second look at Lamar's set Jaw
she meekly turned away toward the
| house
Mary, on the inner side OF the gar.
age door, had listened, painting, to the
brief dialogue AS she heard June's
| light step receding up the driveway
| gravel, she threw all her strength into