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Beauty Secrets of Beautiful Women
A Host of Valuable Hints from Jose Collins
By LILIAN LAUFERTY
A BOUT th$ hardest work I know
is Just being a beauty. For
there is the ever-present dread
that if you relax eternal vigilance, your
greatest stock In trade will diminish
and dwindle to nothingness! On the
other hand, if you are merely on the
way to the acquisition of beauty, any
little trace of loveliness you acquire ;
Is net gain.
However, queenly Jose Collins, of the
£i< gfcld Follies of 1913, in New York,
refuses to worry about the ravages of
time or avoirdupois. “If I get fat. I 1
get fat,” said she with complacent con
viction; “1 refuse to worry about it,
and to lay in a supply of wrinkles and
gray hair and Insomnia dulled eyes. The
women in New York have gone mad on
the subject and they would probably
look far better fat and cheerful than
with the haunted-by-the-fear-of-an-
©ther-pound look they all war.
Eat Sparingly.
“I eat sparingly in hot weather, be
cause then I don’t fe*»l warm anfl log
gy. I breakfast on hot water and figs,
and I eat fruit and salads without ol)
In great quantities. That keeps my
system clear and In good working or
der. I never eat hot foods in sumiper,
for that would mean putting in some
Internal heat when we are sufficient
ly bathed in the warm atmosphere 1
keep a watch on by system—If It grows
tired or poisoned by some food that
was not all it should have been, why,
I live oh some soft of fermented milk
product—some of the lactic acid* drinks
that put me in sweet, healthy trim
Soon again. Every one ought to be her
own diet expert.
“iVe another notion. If yop care ^o
hear It; Every woman ought to be her
own* manicure expert, too. Beautiful
hands are imi»*r>veri by pink, smooth, ,
Bhell-like nails with neat half-moons
and white tips. Lay in a supply of
rounded orange wood sticks, some cu
ticle remover, a cuticle food, a buffer
a flexible file one of the standard pol
ishing pastes, and a nail bleach for re- !
moving stains from the nails. Spend
five minutes with the nails night and
morning, training them, into shapely,
smooth cleanliness, and see what splen
did results you get—this would be my
advice to all girls.
“Cold cream to make the hands 1
smooth: careful drying to keep them so. 1
and a little stretching and pulling and*
patting into long, graceful lines will
make the ugliest hand more attractive.
.And If a fairly pretty hand Is scrupu- >
lousiy smooth and clean, and is tipped
by smoothly rounded pink nails with 1
bo soil or Jagged cuticle to mar their
outlines. It will be sure to give the
Impression of beihg very pretty indeed.’•
“Every woman her own diet expert
and manicurist.'' I mused “Then, MU*
Collins, you may think also that every
woman should be her own hair dresser
and an expert on the care of the hair,
too.”
C^f of the Hair.
*eed I do.” agreed the dark-eyed
“If you are
getting fat
don't worry
about it. Wor
ry will add
wrinkles and
gray hair,
“Eat spar
ingly in hot
weather.
“Never eat
hot foods in
summer.
“Every
wotpan ought
to be her own
manicure ex
pert.
“Girls should
find a simple,
becomingstyle
of hair dress
in*.”
4
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whose wonderful voice and de-
js, 1 acting are two of the charms
I ‘ ids to merely appearing in glow-
t’idlance on the stage “I think
J%r girl can train her hair In the way
,iould go—I think It well worth time
patience to learn how’ to take care
your hair.
“And I thfnk a'girl should find a slm- j
pie. pretty and becoming style of hair- i
dressing and stick «o It. It is not fair |
to train the hair in one direction and ,
then go yanking it off into some other ’
way. A water wave can be put in and i
even straight, lanky hair taught to look ]
fluffy and pretty.
“Just after your next shampoo press J
your still damp hair into waves with i
your fingers and pin the * waves into !
place, and. with the waves still pinned, j
allow the hair to get perfectly dry;
pinch these same waves Into place
morning and evening with a bit of hot
water to add stability to the hair as it {
dries. Of course, this won't make nat
urally curly hair—but It will give a pret
ty fluffy look to locks that might other
wise be an imitation of seaweed
“If your hair is too long or too thick
to manage, cut out a bit of it—if It be
too thin, go to-an expert for a tonic and
apply it faithfully with a loosening, cir
cular motion that Is splendid for the
scalp- and then you will probably have
a crowning glory—instead of Just
•hair’!"
Jjfo, Little ^flss Would-Be-Pretty. Just
,*vork away at being your own sane lit
tle diet expert, and manicure artist and
hair specialist, and see if you do not
fall heir to some of beautiful, stately
Jose Collins' healthful magnetic charm
One Woman's
>: Story
By Virginia T. Van de Water.
BEHIND CLOSED DOORS
GREEN
Mystery Stories Ever Written
(Copyright, 1913, by Anna Katharine
Green.) .
Miss Jose Collins
:. The Greatest of All
By BE4TRICE FAIRFAX.
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THE MAID WE LOVE.
UEEN of her realm!” uncer
tain name that puzzle* and
enchants* your.
For th« “Realm" and what It is the
nam*r no knowledge grants you
Behold! She Is a maiden fair who
splendidly can cook,
And I would warn you one and all.
there's? danger in her look.
Her salads* are a dear delight—like
wise the chrrrv pies;
All folk must cater to this maid as in
their pow'c-r lies.
Ah, maid! how trembles all your
realm when one like you departs.
For you are queen of rolling pins- and
of policemen s hearts.
• • •
HAVE YOU NOTICED THAT—
It is much easier to live because
we won't have to go on doing |t for
ever?
Pleasures and troubles are alike in
e respect- -they are both greatest
nticipation!
en the' average man “plays to
"n*T>" the only observer In that
liry is his own self-esteem?
Yesterday's ; triumphs, defeats and
sorrows all belong to yesterday for
tears or smile*'?
The chap who lives only, to enjoy
life never enjoys anything?
HOM," is one of the first
question* asked a child,
“do you love?”
There is a sudden clasping of littl ■
arms around the mother’s neck, child
ish lips are pressed against her check
and there comes tiie whispered re
sponse. “You."
It is the first word childhood hears
—“love." It has been a life that was
misspent if It is not the last.
The Journey through life is only a
few hours as compared with eternity,
but It is long and weary as we mens'-
ure it with our short-sighted eyes. To
amuse ourselves* we invent many di
versions'. hoping to find happiness In
fame, wealth, pleasure, ambition, and
w lien these fall we ask forgetfulness
in work.
But nothing is worth while, nothing
satisfies though we gain all that we
longed for. unless we also have love.
It lightens the burdens It illumines
I the dark places. It gives purpose to
the purpose]©}*. It is the source and
the suvtenano of faith, courage, hope,
ambition, patience and every ennob-
I ling quality.
j It Gives Courage.
NN ithout Love, wealth is poverty.
With Love, poverty is wealth. It puts
courage in the veins of the coward. It
makes a man*rlse above himself It
is the. transforming wand of the only
good fairy G,« times have left u-
Love youthifles. Though one be old
and wrinkled and bowed with the
years, one is not old so long as there
remains in the heart a reverence for
Love. The young woman who Sv offs
at it is older than her grandmother
who trusts and Relieves.
It beautifies. The plainest woman
becomes beautiful when she loves and
is loved.
Ix>ve strengthens. The mother never
tires, though she works every hour,
because she is strengthened by Love.
The husband and father is persistent,
in the face of discouragement and
defeat and spends his life in toil for
those he love*'.
It enthuses. No man is a good work
man if he has only himself to provide
for. The best workman is the man
'w ho loves.
It Is the universal gift, and one
which depends not upon the whim or
caprice of some tickle goddess that
presided at our births, but upon our
selves. We were born for love, and
those who do jiot love.
If there were no such thing as lov.-*.
the churches and theaters would close
and the printing presses* would stop.
CHAPTER XI.
| rpHE taxicab bearing Mary *Dan-
f forth and her escort drew up In
-*■ line with other vehicles before
I the great opera house, which rose huge
! and somber above the Mare of white
j lights upon the street. While Craig con-
I ferred for a moment with the chauffeur,
the girl looked about her. noting the
' hurry and clamor of-Brdadway at thea
ter-time. The rattle and snort of auto
mobiles, the clang of passing cart*. the
gleaming and flashing electric signs—
seemingly pasted hlglj against the dark
sky—the shuffle of thousands of feet,
the light laugnter of passing couples
and the smiling faces which surged
past her into the broad lobby of the
opera house, thrilled her and almost In
toxicated her with a' strange sense of
gayety and llght-hearedness. She
laughed spontaneously when Craig re
turned to her and, laying a light hand
on her arm. guided her through the
crowd, of which they became Immedi
ately a part.
“It was very nice of you to ask me to
come with you this evening,” she said
ingenuously, looking up brightly into
the eyes of the man at her side.
“I'm very 1 glad now that I asked you,"
he . returned bluntly. “But I was not
so *very glad at first, for you did not
seem at all keen at the thought of going
j with me.” '
I The boyish frankness of the speech as
tonished the girl.
“Why. what a ridiculous thing for you
to Imagine, Mr. Craig!' she exclaimed.
"What made you fancy ttyat?”
“I. didn't fancy it. I knew it,’’ Craig
•declared, handing his checks to a super-
j'cllious usher who guided the young cou
ple down the aisle. “I know there was
gome geasop why you thought you
would not go with m* at first. Was I
not right?”
They were seated now, and Mary, al-
thought she flushed hotly, answered
htm with a frankness that matched his
own.
“Yes.” she murmured, "there was a
reason.”
“I knew Jt,” he said triumphantly, and
droped the subject.
Whether the thought of her former
reluctance acted as a spur to Craig's
endeavors to appear well, or whether he
was merely at his ease and happy. Mary
1 did not know, but when the overture
i had begun she looked covertly at her
escort and told herself that she found
him charming He was not particularly
nlliant, she admitted, but she always
bought that brilliant men were con
ceited anyhow. Yet she considered this
< man inttnsely interesting and amusing
in a boyish, unaffected way, while his
attitude ofdei'rence and respect toward
herself touched and pleased her. She
smiled with happiness as the great
orchestra played. If she had known
what a tender, satisfied smile hers was
| at this time she would have been
amazed.
When the curtain rose she forgot
Craig and allowed herself to be swept
along on the waves of harmony. When
| he curtain fell, she turned to her com
panion, her eyes shining
"Oh. don’t you Just love It?” she asked
Impulsively.
‘'Yes,’’ he answered, smiling signifi
cantly down at the hand she had uncon
sciously laid on his sleeve.
“I was talking about the opera, Mr.
Craig;” she reminded him with an effort
j at severity, withdrawing her hand
! quickly.
I "Oh, the opera?" he queried, un
abashed. His face was grave, but there
was a light of quiet amusement in his
gaze, a .gleam that made Mary laugh,
I in spite of heTself. “Yes. I like the
j music right well, ♦oo," he went on,
“but I reckon the opera Isn’t a very
' good one, is it?’’
“Indeed it is,” exclaimed Mary vig
orously.
“Well, I didn’t think It could be,” ex
plained the young man, “because I like
It, and from what my sister has al
ways fold me about my musical taste, I
have naturally supposed that anything
I liked along that line must be rather
j poor stuff."
"Then why do you come to the opera,
j if you don’t care for music?” queried.
Mary.
“The answer to that question in this
case is so obvious that I refuse to be
I drawn into another effort to pay a com
pliment.” he declared. "I really be-
I lieve. Miss Danforth, that you are
1! we ne<jd do is to beleive and it is blushing again."
ourf a • . * "If I am, she returned, with a shrug,
i, ^ . ... "It Is because I am ashamed of a man
^dependent of social position, j who wllI no , K | ve a franU aml truth
iM*. colot or w.ealth. The love that fni renlv to a simple question."
What Has Gone Before.
It the wedding day of Dr. Wal
ter Cameron He Is to be married
at 8 o’clock that evening to Gene
vieve Gretorex. a beautiful society
girl. At 4 o’clock Dr. Cameron is
called upon in his office by Eben-
ezer Gryce, a member of the Scot
land Yard detective force. He as
tounds Dr. Cameron by telling him
that Miss Gretorex has been missing
for several days. Gryce says that
the girl’s mother requested his serv
ices in the hunt for her daughter,
and showed him a note In which Miss
Gretorex declared she would he hack
in time for the ceremony. Gryce as
tounds Dr. Cameron by declaring he
tracked Miss Gretorex to an obscure
London hotel, where he found her
registered under the name of Mildred
Farley. They drive to the hotel and
peer through curtains into Room No.
153, where they see ^flss Gretorex
kneeling before a fire weeping and
burning up some letters. They go _
downstairs greatly mystified. Gryce
makes some inquiries and learns that
three hours before the girl was vis
ited by a man, who, when he left the
hotel, notified the management that,
he would return at 9 o’clock with a
clergyman who was going to marry
them. Dr. Cameron excitedly de
mands that Gryce tell him the name,
of this rrian. The detective hands him
a card inscribed with this- name—
“Dr. Julius MolesWorth.”
Now go on with the story.
oiries to the maid is just as sweet as
that which comes to her mistress, and
Just at« true. There is more of It in
the home of the poor than in the home
of the.wealthy.
It Is about the onlv thing in life that
defies a bank account. One* is never
defeated so long as one loves. The
failures, the loafers, the drunkards are
It Is not only the greatest thing in
life; it is life Itself, and the world re
volves around it
It is the hope of youth and the com
fort of old age. All along - the way
there la nothing thgt will take love's
place.
The young woman js stretching out
her arms to welcome it. The older
woman o
to forgot love’s bltteraeso and disap
pointments. and meet her with sym
pathy and understanding in the great
est experience life holds.
The old owe it to themselves to
have faith in it. They owe it to their
ful reply to a simple question
His manner changed quickly, and his
bantering tone became suddenly grave.
“I wonder if you would really care
whether I was speaking the truth to
you about some things or not," he said,
slowly and softly.
But this time the girl did not answer
him
When the opera was over they were
caught in the crowd moving up the
aisles and at last found themselves upon
the sldewaJk.
"If you are not too tired,” pleaded
Craig, "won’t you go with me to Rec
tor's and have a bite of something be
fore we go home?"
The girl shook her head.
“I’d like to." she answered regret
fully. “but you must remember that I
am a working person ami need some
j sleep. I think that we would best go
juniors to expre
\v» s it to her younger sister right home, but I thank you, just the
same "
’He did not urgtf her further, a fact
for which she was secretly grateful. A
sleepy elevator boy took them up to the
door of her apartment, then went down
again with his car, without waiting for
Craig to make his adieus. Mary held
TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT. '
“Good! To the side door then.” And
dashing through a crowd of small
urchins that blocked the road, they
made their way around the house to
the entrance mentioned, catching
glimpses through the windows, as they
did so, of blazing chandeliers and tow
ering plants, and hearing with feelings
that may well he Imagined, the bewil-
de-ing tones of an orchestra, mingling
with the hum of many voices.
They opened the door. A festive
scene burst upon them, but they paid
it little heed. The tall figure of the
family butler bowing before them, ab
sorbed all their attention, for he wore
a look of expectancy and cheerful wel
come that added to the mystery of the
moment and made it difficult for the
doctor to stammer out:
"Where is Mrs. Gretorex? I.must see
her at once.”
The butler, surprised, stared at the
doctor an Instant, and seeing something
in his face that he did not understand,
faltered helplessly and turned his eyes
upon the detective.
“That Will Do!”
‘Mrs.’ Gretorex,” repeated Dr. Cam
eron. "I want to see her. Tell her ”
“Wait!” whispered Mr. Gryce. “1 had
better send her my name.” And he took
a card out of his pocket.
But the butler, more and more sur
prised, shook his head, and while he did
not refuse to take the ear«d, muttqfed:
“Pardon, monsieur!—Madame Greto
rex make her toilet, but if Dr. Cameron
will go to his room, I will tell her?”
“That will do,” broke In the detec
tive. “Take us upstairs at once.” And
ignoring with his* usual imperturbabil
ity the glances of astonished inquiry,
that followed his rather burly figure,
clad in its common business coat, he
pushed his way to the stairway without
waiting to see if the doctor was behind
him.
This gave the butler an opportunity to
whisper:
"The bride is a little late. Monsieur,
and Mrs. Cfretorex asked me to say ”
“I can not wait,” broke In the doc
tor, exasperated that they should still
attempt to keep him in ignorance of the
real state of affairs. “I will go up, and
you see that Mrs. Gretorex comes to me
immediately.” And he followed in the
wake of the detective, conscious from
the expression of the faces he passed
that he wore anything but the aspect
appropriate to his supposed position of
bridegroom.
No Excuse.
Mr. Gryce was waiting in the hall
above. "I have inquired for the room
set apart for your use,” whispered he.
"and they point out the one at the end
of the hall. Isn’t It a shame?” he added.
"And what pluck on the part of the
mother I declare I had no Idea she
would carry it as far as this. But I
suppose she could not help herself. She
kept hoping and hoping from minute to
minute that her daughter would come,
and has not yet found courage nor op
portunity perhaps to explain the situa
tion and dismiss her guests. If it were
not for what we have still to do,” he
added as they stepped Into the room
which ha'if been pointed out to them.
“I would wait and hear what excuses
she would frame to meet the emergency;
for you may be sure they would be
entirely In accordance with the demands
of the occasion.”
"There Is no excuse possible. The
The mother or father who holds that i
marriage for wealth or social position
is more desirable than one for love is
not fit to be a parent.
It \y an Injustice to the son and
daughter more tragic In its results
than beating a child.
One Against Higgins
Higgins is troubled with an over
weaning curiosity about other people’s
affairs. Occasionally he gets taken
down, however. He met Smithers !n
an omnibus: he does not know Smith,
ers very well, hut he “my boys” him
as if he were, a lifelong friend.
"Been buying, eh?”-he tnqujr^d at
once.
“Yes.” said Smithers, deliberately-
"I’ve been looking after a horse for
my wife.”
"Have, eh? Well, let me look him
over for you.”
"Oh, I’ve bought him!”
"Not without trying him? Was he
sound ?”
"He appeared to-be.”
"Doesn’t shy?"
"No; certainly not.”
"Good mouth?”
"Y-e-s: 1 think- so."
"Good manners'”’
But here Smithers arrived at his
crossing. When he reached the doer
of the ‘bus, he called back to Hirgins-
“T neglected to mention the kind f
horse mv wife wanted, li
clothes-horse. **
that faith often, out her hand frankly to her escort.
"It was kind of you to give me this
delightful evening. Mr. Craig." she said,
"and I have enjoyed every minute of it."
He looked down into her eves as he
returned her handclasp "Will you be
lieve me." he said huskily, "If I say that
being with you for three hours this
evening has made me very happy?”
“Yes." replied Mary, gently.
He started to speak again, checked
himself, and lifted her hand quickly to
his lips.;
‘‘Good night!” he said abruptly, and
turning ran downstairs without waiting
to signal for the elevator.
The girl, left alone, raised the hand
that he had kissed and pressed it to her
own lips Her eyes were shining, her
heart beating fast Then she let herself
softly Into the quiet apartment
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DR. CAMERON LEARNS HIS BRIDE IS FOUND
♦ ruth will have to he told," declared the
doctor.
But Mr. Gryce shook his head, and
pointing to the clock, replied, "There
is yet an hour before us. If she will
come at once, Mr. Gretorex may safely
be- left to announce to the throng that
his daughter has been suddenly taken so
violently ill that her marriage to-night
is impossible. Not one in a dozen will
believe him, but the talk that will follow
will not hurt you, and to-morrow any
turn cart be given to the story which the
facts will bear out.”
“Yes, yes," began the doctor, but he
went no further, for at that moment
there was a rustle heard on the thresh
old and Mrs. Gretorex, magnificent In
velvet and diamonds, slowly pushed open
the door and stood In a dignified atti
tude before them. Both gentlemen
started forward and both gentlemen
paused confused, for her air was one
of courteous protest, and the glance she
allowed to travel from one to the other
had nothing but a haughty inquiry In
it, which to them, knowing as they
did all that was hid behind It, showed
a power of dissimulation that for the
moment was almost disconcerting. Nor
were her first words calculated to bet
ter the Impression she had made.
‘ ‘ My Daughter Is Here. ’ ’
“You have sent for me?" said she with
a glance at the doctor which completely
Ignored the detective. “May I ask what
I can do for you?" Then as the doctor
hesitated In his agitation, she added po
litely. “It is 8 o’clock and my daughter
is almost ready. I hope these few min
utes of delay have not inconvenienced
you."
“Your daughter!” gasped Dr. Camer
on. “She Is here?" AVhile Mr. Gryce,
in no wise disturbed by the coldness
with which his presence had been re-
Mrs. Gretorex stood before them.”
ceived, took up a silver paperweight N
from off a table near by and began to
weigh it in his hand while his lips
moved with what might be called the
ghost of a whistle.
"My daughter is here, of course, sir,”
declared the mother in tones that were
almost icy In their pride and indigna
tion. "Where else should she be on her
wedding night?” And she cast a furious
dance at the detective, which that per
son was of course mych too absorbed to
meet.
"Here!” again repeated the physician,
absolutely confounded at her audacity.
"I beg pardon, but I thought—”
Her smooth smile stopped him.
"Shall I inform my child that her
bridegroom is ready?” she asked, with a
polite but doubtful glance at the over
coat he still wore.
Dr. Cameron stared, felt himself- In
adequate to grapple with the situation,
and glanced at Mr. Gryce, who softly-
laid the paperweight down and ad
vanced.
“Madam.” said the latter, “excuse me,
but moments are of Inestimable value
just now, and I must go straight to
facts. Your daughter—”
But this woman was*not one to brook
interference.
“I don’t know you, sir,” she affirmed,
ind turned again Ho the doctor. “When
ny daughter’s toilet is quite complete
you will receive a summons from her
naid. Would you like any assistance
yourself?”
This aroused Dr. Cameron. Advancing
he took the lady's hand and respectful
ly bowed over it.
“Mrs. Gretorex,” said he, “you ignore
the man you have employed, but ‘ you
will not ignore me. If your daughter is
in this house she must haw returned in
the last few minutes. In that case-—”
But here he was again interrupted.
'You mistake My daughter—concern
ing whose movements you seem to have
formed the most unaccountable conclu
sions—has been in this house since
noon. She came back with a cousin
of hers from Montclair, just as we were
beginning to feel anxious about her.
Her present delay is owing to an entire
ly different source. .Some trouble about
her veil, I believe.”
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Riverside Military Academy
AN IDEAL PREPARATORY SCHOOL
Boys from Ten Southern States Last Ses
sion. Most Completely Equipped School
In the South. Boys Prepared lor College,
West Point, Annapolis, or Commercial
Life. A Thorough Preparatory School.
RIVERSIDE’S SUPERIOR ADVANTAGES INCLUDE:
UNSURPASSED LOCATION: Two tniles out from Gainesville, the
healthiest city in the. South. In the foothills of the Blue Ridge, and
on the banks of the Chattahoochee river, and Lake Warner.
BUILDINGS AND EQUIPMENT: Barracks, Mess Hall and Class
rooms built of brick and stone. The most perfectly appointed boys’
school in the South.
ACCOMPLISHED FACULTY: A trained and experienced instructor
for every 12 boys. Tutorial system gives 60% greater efficiency for
each student and insures rapid advancement.
INTELLECTUAL ATMOSPHERE: Connected by trolley vdth the
cultured city of Gainesville, the home of Brenau, and famed for its
morality and beautiful churches.
ATHLETIC SUPREMACY: Riverside's championship teams attest
its high stand in pure athletics. Best coaches, only," employed for
each branch of sport. Often three and four teams on athletic field en
gaged in same sport, at the same time.
MILITARY DEPARTMENT: Strict military discipline is maintained.
West Point cadet uniforms. A campus of 2,000 acres, comprising
woodland and stream, affords ample opportunity for manoeuvres, tar
get practice, skirmishes, bridge-building, etc.
PATRONAGE EXCLUSIVE: Cadet corps is recruited, annually, from
those families who appreciate health, efficiency, mental and moral de
velopment. Barrack room limited. Referenoes required.
For Handsome Illustrated Catalogue, Address
Riverside Military Academy
SANDY BEAVER, President
Box 23 GAINESVILLE, GA,
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For the second time the doctor showed
intense astonishment. “Mrs. Gretorex,
do you speak the truth?” he asked, “Miss
Gretorex here and since noon, when I
myself saw her at the C--— Hotel an
hour ago? You are deceiving me and I
as your intended son-in-law will not en
dure it. Though I pity your daughter
from the bottom of my heart, I can not
marry her, for her conduct has shown
a duplicity to which this tardy return
to fulfil, her engagement only gives an
emphasis.”
It was now Mrs. Gretorex’s turn. to
look dumbfounded: She gazed at the
doctor as if to see whether he were In
his proper senses, then she stepped up
to the detective.
“This is your work,” she cried. “Ydu
have gone beyond your orders. Did you
not receive my telegram?”
“No, madam.”
To Be Continued To-morrow.