The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1934-04-13

however, IN the IaCt tnat am certain
| that Mrs. Mabeuse Is more than will
ing to take advantage of this situation
to be OF with the old love and on with
the new, In the person of cousin. one
Henri Mayer, who accompanied her as
her valiant defender. Don't worry
and don't come to town unless | tele-
phone you to ask you to lunch with
me. Oh-one question before you 20.
I've cousin from Virginia In town
who would be as silent as the grave.
Do you mind IL | enlist him on our
side when l need helpr
~ trust your judgment absolutely,
Sniff. Only, If you tell anyone, please
explain that I'm not the moron this
makes me look. AS a matter of fact,
| find 1t hard to believe that such
thing could happen to girl like me-"
Pam left to seek her car at the spot
appointed, and Smif interviewed her
various clients. trying to interest her
self In their trivial ills. real and
imaginary, and to give them whatever
1t was they had come to her to seek.
Sniff was tired when she reached
the Badminton. BY the time Stone ar
rived, bringing with him pretty. un-
important little French miniature she
had rested and eaten light dinner
consisting of tiny grilled steak with
tomato and an indulgence of two
olives. She wasted no time in putting
the facts of the case before him.
GIfhu hlo Job A.
he exclaimed, jumping to his feet and
pacing up and down the room excit-
eddy. "Of course, the police would
make short work of such a scheme
but, If they are called In, 1t simply
can't be kept out of the newspapers.
Miss Phelps would be involved In all
the publicity of public prosecution,
a perfectly rotten ordeal for a Young
girl to go through. What's your idea"
he demanded.
"My idea hangs on the attitude of
Monsieur Mabeuse," Smif told him.
"This woman is still young and still
very pretty. I'm convinced that there's
at least Irritation going on between
her and the cousin who came with her
today-if he is her cousin. believe
that however the plot was framed orig
inally, when the final settlement Is ar
rived at the husband is to be the
gull"
"What do you want me to doT' Stone
asked.
81 want you to go to their address
and ask for him. Either he has gone
away or she has. They can hardly ex-
pect to put this through living in the
same house. There must be at least
pretense of separation. / fancy 1t will
prove to be the man who has gone.
With miniature to be copied,
scarcely think they will refuse you his
address,"
I'll get his address. Is that ALI"
"How good is your French?" Sniff
asked. could you pass yourself off
as FrenchmanT
"French was my first language"
go to the house then, pretending to
talk no English. There is no servant,
so Madame Mabeuse is pretty certain
to come to the door. If she speaks
French to you, be sure to ask If it is
Madame Mabeuse. I'm convinced that
| both she and her precious cousin are
of French origin and that her sudden
lack of understanding of the language
is part of the plan"
"Am to go to see MabeuseT
II don't know exactly how best to
wangle that" Sniff knit her brows.
1.-THE point is that I want to see him,
and soon. ought to surprise him. The
only thing is to say you will call. and
when you do. I'll go with you"
Stone got up.
ut oughtn't to. take long," he said.
eff it's not too late, I'll come back and
report. If 1t is, I'll telephone"
"You are comfortl" Sniff declared
fervently.
There should be one in every FAM
ily." he assured her gravely as he went
out.
He returned before she had begun
to expect him.
"a man came to the door," he plunged
into his news without waiting for ques-
tions. II wonder If it was the gay
Lothario? He had a tiny waxed mus
| tache"
"No," said Smif, shat must have
been Pulaski, the lawyer. Mayer was
clean shaven. 1t was the only differ
ence between them"
"He didn't understand any French.
I made deprecatory gestures. Shout
ders shrugged, palms upturneo, head
on one side: but stood my ground
and demanded Monsieur Mabeuse?
Madame Mabeuse? So finally he
stepped back into the hall and called
up the stairs: Hey, Cert! There's a
Belgian atrocity here asking for you
At once she came down the stairs.
You wished to see me? She spoke
English and I was disappointed. but
I broke into voluble French explana-
ton. l was sorry to have deranged
Madame. 1t was her husband wished
to consult. That is, II she was Madame
Mabeuse? (She nodded yes.) He was
a painter of portraits. was he not? I
had a small miniature of an ancestor.
My idea, If he thought 1t practical. was
to have life-size copy made"
Sniff clapped her hands.
'Oh, that was clever. Stone"
"But first / wanted him to repro