Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1925-12-12

dered. Certainly neither he nor his
romantic wife. the mother of this as
tonishing creature they called their
daughter, had been able to give her
! those traits.
AS far as Mr., Rogue could figure
out, there was no ancestor, either,
who was at all responsible for the I'M
canny ability their child possessed of
being able, at one glance, to tell all
| about a person.
| Mary had never made "a mistake. 1t
was due to this gift-for gift 1t was
that she had gradually taken up the
work of private investigator In all
| sorts of researches, in which she used
| her personality style and inimitable
smile to good advantage.
"He's fine old fellow. father"
spoke up Mary, dropping onto an old
| sees any more. 1t had a natural up
curve for the head. Mary had often
said it was hideous, but had admitted,
| al. the same time, that it was more
| comfortable than a davenport.
He's several times old enough to be
my father" she continued, stroking
the upheld head of Velvet Puff, her
Maltese. isn't he. Puff"
| eyes, Mary, but" Her mother
1
old fellows"
| Don't you worry, mother. All he
| is interested in in the world is find
| ing that girl, and he came to me be-
cause he didn't want to put the case
| in the hands of the police, or anything
| like that.
| why. there is one thing alone that
| makes me know he is d straight-shoot
| er, as they say out where he comes
| from. He actually is afraid to see the
| kid again, by himself. He seems to
| have a certain sort of delicacy in the
| matter. l don't know what better as
surance / could have of him than that
feeling"
| Mr.. and Mrs. Rogue nodded, al
| though they scarcely understood what
| their child was talking about. f Mary
wanted to go to Florida. that was her
business Mrs Rogue went back to
| her book, Mr.. Rogue to his pipe and
Velvet Puff to his snooze. leaving
Mary dreaming about Florida before
the gas heater.
She was trying to remember that
| big lad" she had read recently
southern tropical winds as mellow
| and soothing as the lifting notes of
the harp-sweet perfumed Zephyrs.
fragrant with the rich aroma of
| orange DlOSSOf1S---
SO it had gone on. II all came back
| to her now, for she had keen mem
| Dry, and the words had impressed her
| as they had SO many others in recent
months. She went on. murmuring:
| Clear, fresh streams of crystal
waters meaudering laZily through
| pine -decked forests whose shores are
lined with palms. subtropical shrub
| cry and giant live oaks with their
aerial gardens of Spanish moss"
Mary particularly liked that about
the aerial gardens. That's good"
| she said then went on:
| Tiny. deicately tinged orchids,
silver ferns and poisoning plants of
| the air: broad bays of varied -colored
waters from the bluest blue of the
| the subterranean gardens amongst the
! coral reefs of the inland bays
| Hot dog" chuckled Mary Rogue.
| almost overcome by the ad writer's
| ability. Then she remembered an
| other one:
"A gay resort, light-hearted people
enjoying the best that life affords.
| bathing, boating. fishing, golf on
| championship courses; fine hotels,
| shops and theaters: the unique Span
| ssh section. with its picturesque res
| taurants and colorful grand opera; a
| great port and thriving industrial
| city filled with business and invest
| ment opportunity almost without
| limit"
| Hot dog" said Mary Rogue to Vel
| vet Puff.