Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1920-06-02

''Zey care not for zat," he broke In.
sMon Dieu How is she to be saved?'
! He looked at me and there were tears
in his eyes.
The only thing could suggest was,
'We might appeal for police protec-
! tion," which he met with something be-
tween groan and a shrek.
ne police! Never We must ex-
haUst all Eat we can sink of to try
all places where we may hide, she and
l.
Mrs. Delario will conceal Claire,
and for myself" he stopped to con-
slider this a moment and asked again !:
you do not sink Eat so-called detec-
tive suspects Eat. am here? Well, zen
hide here for re present"
"Oh, can't keep you herei" cried
in some dismay.
mo, madame-2 do not suggest it,
He smiled a little. ''But / can trust
you to keep my confidence Eat 1 have
gone to my apartment below?"
"Oh-I remember! But how are you
going to get into it? There's probably
man in the hail now, waiting for you
to come down.
'Ze fire escape-after dark. Eat is,
if dare trespass upon your hospital
ity for zis afternoon?"
eyes, of course answered as cor
daily as l could; though the prospect
didn't fill me with any joy--a whole
afternoon shut up alone with him and
the diamondsl
ut really isn't safe for you to stay
here" | began. when the rumble of the
dumb-waiter gave me another bright
thought. sand the fire escape won't
do, either-somebody would be sure to
see you. You'll have to go down by
the dumb-waiter, and you'd better do
it as soon as possible-in case that
man comes back. And he wiR-I know
he will"
Monsieur considered this a moment
and then asked: But how should l
arrive inside my own apartment? Ze
door to Eat little lift is shut and fast
ened on re inside"
''I'll lend you my icepick and you
can pry the door open. It's easy
enough to do--the elevator boy once
got into my own fiat that way for me
when / had lost my key-bOrrowed an
icepick from some one in fat below
and came up the dumb-waiter.
"Ah-I see" and he agreed with me
it would be safer for him to go. Think
ing | might start him on his down
ward way and be rid of him before
Billy came-and / was expecting him
to return from Mrs. Delario's every
minute and thought it much wiser to
see him alone and hear the news about
Claire-I stepped into the kitchen to
get the icepick and show monsieur
how to use 1t on his door.
The dumb-waiter was rumbling up
and up-apparently it was stopping at
my fiat; and thinking it might be
something for me. or else a mistake for
the flat below, to which / would have
to call down, you've got the wrong
fact" / stopped moment, icepick in
hand, to see If the bell would ring.
There was a slight pushing against
the dumb-waiter door-three or four
little clicks against the catch, such as
the wind might make blowing up the
shaft, had there Teen any wind to
blow. Almost before 1 had taken this
in, there was a different sound along
the crack, like y tool on sheet metal
sort Of scratching, followed by a
sharp creak. The door burst open
and l found myself looking into the
eyes of my just-dismissed detective.
1t would be hard to say which of the
two of us, the man or myself, was the
more flabbergasted by the situation.
AS for me, 1 was too astonished to ut
ter peep; and on his side. the rumble