The Daily Missoulian. [volume] (Missoula, Mont.) 1904-1961, 1917-11-28

Kit, you positively make me go cold
down my back. / shall have horrid
visions of fraulein numbering us all In
our beds
Brent smiled and continued placidly:
Fritz, too, is Of the criminal type.
though without brains or the religious
conviction which justifies fraulein to
herself, but you have only got to look
at his thumbs to understand his type
at once
Ills thumbs. Kit, you make me feel
like a mere beginner who knows Moth
ing. l have never noticed his thumbs
"They are extraordinarily long
Brent told her. reaching to the top
Joint of his first finger. TrOppmann,
who murdered the whole kinck family,
had thumbs like that. and had several
other more or less famous assassins.
4 little shudder ran through Miriam.
strong as her nerves were. The IN
trigue, the uncertainty all about her Of
which only he and christopher were
aware, the darkness In which OF ncccs-
sity they were CROPPING. trusting very
much to luck, ali this, though in its
way stimulating, yet every now and
then overcamc her with Il prcsciencc
Of disaster And now this cold. matter
of fact talk about criminal types added
to her sense Of discomfort. She glanced
up again at Brent and he gave an al
most impcrceptible but reassuring
wink of his cyelid.
Don't you worry any" he advised
were going to come out on top all
right"
1T seems to mo sometimes" said
Miriam hesitatingly. that you trus,
too much to intuition and to luck
Wouldn't it be better just to have the
whole household arrested now: We've
got neough evidence"
Not on your life said Brent "io,
forget about UZz. He's got to be set
tied with, too, and ! don't mean I.
miss him If l can help it.
Fraulein was coming up through thu
garden, a little rusty brown figure. thu
black silk bag, in which she kept he
knitting and other things. tucked un
der one arm, the inevitable umbreli;
under the other. She looked very In
significant. very quiet. very placid
She nodded in her dry littk way to thu
assembled company as she went to tn
end of the veranda and in through
the French windows Of the sittin'
room, shutting them after her witt
true German precision.
In the sitting room Mrs. SanderSo'
was awaiting with outward composur
Fraulein's return and the telegram
from her SON. She had not turned o.
the light, though the room, owing L
the slope of the veranda roof outside
was already too dim for her to see I
read, as her sight was not GOOD. Bu
like every other woman in the house
hold she was knitting-a comforter 10
Charles.
"Ah. YOU finished soon. Luisc, sh
said as the little brown figure steppe
into the room. Have you got VIVA
you wanted"
"Yes, l have been most lucky. re
plied Fraulein, looking down at he
bag. "The light was good. all the Eng
lish were at their tea. the cliffs wer
deserted: but one-half hour ana m
drawings were complete. Every deta
of the harbor defenses.
II congratulate you." said Mrs san
derson cordially.
..Dank dir. meme kameradin.'
SSH" cautioned Mrs. Sanderso
I'VE must still be careful"
The little Fraulein shrugged M
shoulders "Ach" she said, 1.-THE Ems
lish have no ears. how then shOu
their willis have them? | saw all yo'
English at their tea. Had | brouGl
the news that our admiral had land'