Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1921-07-16
AT THE VILLA ROSE
A Thrilling Detective Story By A. e. w. MASON
"Nnr Mile. ceie,,

Nor Mile. Celie?"
mo, monsieur! I do not think
they were in the Villa des Fleurs at
we know they were not" ex-
clain.,d Ricardo. "Wethermill and
I were in the rooms and we did not
see Them"
Quoting "Details.
!. But perhaps you left early" OBJ
jected Hanaud.
no" said RICARDO. 1T was just
10 o'clock when we reached the Ma
jestic."
you reached your hotel at TO-"
Hanaud repeated. IBID you walk
straight from here?"
Yes"
Then you left here about s:45.
And we know that. Nine. Dauvray
was back at the villa soon after; 8.
Yes-they could not have been here
last night" Harraud agreed, and sat
for a moment silent Then he turn
ed to the head waiter.
Have you noticed any woman
with Nine. Dauvray and her COM
panion lately? 2"
"Nol monsieur. I do not think So"
Think! A woman, for instance,
with red hair"
Harry Wethermill started forward.
Mr.. Ricardo stared at Hanaud in
amusement. The waiter reflected.
mo, monsieur. I have seen no
woma with red hair"
THANK you," said Hanaud, and the
waiter moved away.
"A woman with red hair!' cried
Wetherntll. But Helene VanQuier
described her. She was sallow; her
eyes, her hair, were dark" s.,
Hanaud turned with a smile to
Harry Wethermill.
Mot With Black Hair.
did Helene Vauquier, then, speak
the truth" he asked. mo; the wom-
an who was in the salon last night,
who returned home with Mme. Dau-
vray and Mile. Celie. was not a wom-
an with black hair and bright black
Eyes. Look!" And, fetching his
pocketbook from his pocket. he un-
folded a sheet of paper and showed
them, lying upon its white surface a
long red hair.
"I picked that up on the table
h round satinwcod table in the
salon. It was easy not to see It, but
I did 9 it. Now, that is not Mile.
Celie's hair, which is fair; nor Nine.
D~auvray's, which is dyed brown: nor
Helene Vauquier's. which is black;
nor the charwoman's, which, as ]
ave taken the trouble to find out, ID
grey. 1t is therefore from the head
Of our unknown woman. And I will
tell you more. This woman with the
red hafr-she Is in Geneva
A startled exclamation burst from,
Ricardo. Harry WetherIniI sat slow
" down. For the first time that day
there had conse some color into his
cheeks, q sparkle into his eye.
But that Is wonderful" he cried
How did you find that out?" x
Hanaud leaned back In his chat,
and took = pull at his cigar. He wa,
obviously pleased with Wethermill'l
admiration.
eyes, how aid you ana ii 3out?,
Ricardo repeated. Hanaud smiled.
to that he said, remember
I am the captain Of the ship. and ]
do not show you nay observation,
Ricardo was disappointed. Harry
Wethermill, however, started to hi
feet
Nothinx 0yeriooked.
WI must search Hsneya, them
he cried. II II there that we shoult
be, not hero drinking our coffee !,
IuO ~ Q4o &HI0ur0. ssi
Hanaud atseds his hand,
1.-THE search 81 not being overlook,
I'd. But Geneva Is big city. II i
not easy to search Geneva and hnd
when We know nothing about til,
woman for whom we are searching
except that her hair IS red. ana tina
probably q young girl last night wa
with her. IT. ~ rather here, 1 think
In Aix--that We must keep our eye.
wide OPEN a&g
Here. cried wsthsrmti IL e.
ASPIRATION. He5stared ct Hapaud i,
though he were mad.
Yess here: u tbs post oflce-a;
the telephone exchange, 6uppos,
thak the man - In IA no ma,
we0 be: Dome dine he wiz wtsh q
ssnd letter. % i telegrassA q I
mesnage owe the teleph0hs. That.
ten ycu, - our chance But hers 4
tnAWD for m"
Hanaud pointed TO mesUenxru
who Was walking toWar6s thema iTh,
man handed Hanaud an snyelope,
From M le Commisnire, Ne Ia;
ard he Miuted and retired.
from ~ 10 CommiMtxs3s mdet
IR1nrdo AxeiAa1k