The Omaha morning bee., 1924-04-14
Adele Garrison
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lor the ihlnss which Mrs. Marks
was hastily sfaNinR away ia NJ
wardrobe Naso faf garments of wen
derful lnsfef ana sheen. cioaha which
oven my inexperienced eyes knew
were far TOO costly Tor tho wardrobe
of the panic stricken woman before
me.
Memory finished me a glimpse of
her own closet upon the day when
was in her apartment and the
door Of II inadvertently had stood
ajar. had seen these cloaka then.
or garments very like them and I
remembered the haste with which
she had shut the door and the fur
tive glance at me with which she
tried to ascertain what I had seen.
At that time | had been able 70
feign ignorance but now | must
face facts and the only conclusion
70 which her terrified actions pointed.
Tho garments must be stolen furs.
Under no circumstances could | per
NIT her to hide them in my rooms.
There He Goes, Drat Him.
stepped across to her and put a
restraining hand upon her wrist.
II cannot let you hide those cloaks
here" l said. You must see why
yourself"
She flashed round at me, her ghast-
/ ly face thrust close to mine, her eyes
tortured insistent.
II know what you're thinkin'r' she
said. But SO help me. l didn't steal
those things. You don't know what
you're doin' II you don't let me put
EN- out Of my rooms just till I can
get rid of that bull down stairs-I
mean that detective that's ringing
your bell. I lamped him just now
through the window IN the hall, and
know by the cut Of him what he is.
That's an old trick not to ring
my bell" she gasped. He thinks
you'll let him in. and he can spring
'Surprise Surprise" on me. But I
never let your doorbell ring without
KNOWN who's at the other end of It.
Don't dare TO.
There he goes again, drat him
Lucky the people in the other apart
ments cant hear him only dim. But
oh. Mfs' Graham, You don't know
what depends upon your keepin' those
things just for few minutes. And
l didn't steal EN-, can tell you that
on a stack OF Bibles
Mrs. Marks Is Incredulous.
l heard but vaguely her protests
All my faculties were concentrated
on the word detective" l turned
on her firmly.
wait here I said. Don't stir
TIL come back.
Moving as silently as possible.
opened the door and raced down the
hall to the panel in the big circular
window OF the stairwell. slid 1t back
the fraction OF an inch and applied
lmy eye to the aperture.
My psychic premonition had not
been mistaken. The man leaning
against the wall in negligent atti-
tude, with his finger pressed stead
fly against the bell. was the detec-
tive who had pretended to be es,ab-
fishing a new baggage delivery in
Sag Harbor and who later had been
trailing the Harrison children.
What had happened that he
should have abandoned the chase
after the boat containing Lillian. DR..
and Mrs. Braithwaite and the four
Iorphaned Harrison children? Had
he really possessed police powers.