Constance Dunlap
ate this a
time. I wish they had made the
e is doing the same thing somewhere else. What'
reated me like a
e voice of the second woman as she brok
hum of conversation and the snatches of tuneful music wafted f
meet any one, but because she liked to watch the people in "Peacoc
e felt that very few of the gaily chatting couples or of the waitin
ast, were two young married women with a grievance, and it was not for those against
and carefully groomed. The younger, who had been the first speaker, was, perhaps, the more dashing. Certainly she appeared to be the more sophisticated
they caught sight of the two ladies, there was a smile of recognition, an exchang
tering, familiar terms-"Mr. Smith," "Mr
tance. "Sorry we're late, but a business friend ran into us as we
opposite end of the c
uted the other woman, "but
tated after a little-er-tea-and
n the direction of the din
elope. She picked it up. It was on the stationery of another fashionable hotel, evidently written by one of those who lounge in, and on the
nce had pulled out the card in
AREST
he Vanderveer to-mor
g your lit
many
ur
?
hand and held them as she regarded the passing throng, intending
d she stayed much longer than she had intended. One by one the people had either gone to
her to change her mind. There was the young lady who had been talking so flippantly
cting angle. What did it mean? If Drummond had anything
Was it a side-light upon that peculiar industry of
the detective was up to now. And, somehow, she felt a duty in the case. She determined to return the en
out the Melcombe Apartments, a huge stone and brick affair on
ife of a well-known business man. Yet, as she entered the little apartme
er unexpected visitor
leaping into the middle of her errand, "and I happened to see this envelope lying on the carp
Constance handed it to her. "Thank you," sh
they chatted of in
iend?" asked Con
ushed a bit, evidently wondering j
stance, who had put the que
as inquired in a tone that b
ll you something
mine-a Mrs.
of-er-friends that you may chance to
repeated
dually to the point. "You know th
ing else, you can always take a taxi. Besides, I think I can uncover almost any shadow. All you have to do, if you think you're being shadow
They can fake up evidence to order. That is their business, you know, to manufacture it. You may unco
dently Constance knew some things she
is anything like that, do
. Murray, after you had left the Vanderveer, talking to a detective whom
ossible!" persis
being a detective? Why, just such an attractive young woman, of course. You see, it is just this way. They reason that if they c
as staring
st important business secrets to chance luncheon and dinner companions whom they think have no direct or indirect interest in
onstance, who saw that she had made an impression a
ce quickly, "you say she is a frie
o feel that Constance was different from other chance acquaintances, to
making a confession. "A woman in the dressing-room borrowed a cigarette. You know they often do tha
d to admit that she knew any other men. Consta
on the next day," she continued hasti
on with her, and-"
usband who was a perfect bear, and then gossip about him tha
ys married these days. Somebody is always mixing in, getting one or the other so wrought up that th
reservedly, as there was little reason why she should not, a story
s of him, of a girl who had been hi
tive evidence against him. Still, there was enough to war
ey were separated, she had taken a little kitchenette apartment at the new Melcombe. Her husband was livi
inished, "it is very lonely
o, am often very lonely. Call on me, especially if you find anything cr
the elevator door had clanged shut and her new friend had gone. She was visib
her woman's instinct in her judgment of him. No, she felt sure that he could not be other than she thought. But as for Alice Murray and her friend
a business trip. That she knew, for it had been the
company, after the other couple had excu
one seemed to know when she would be there. It was strange, because always before it
a sort of foreboding that her new friend had not spoken without reaso
It was early in the afternoon, while Anita was still brooding, that a strange man called on
troduced himself
t as if to make sure that he cou
continued, "on a rat
or effect,
ployed by Mr. Douglas t
e what effect his sudden remark wo
etly, "I have watched, I h
words was more potent on her than if he had not
ress it," h
going like a
cost somethin
aw-she caught
she repeated, faci
ok his eyes from
tters that had passed from her to a man named Lynn Munro. He has
g sensation. One
ffer that set her bidding against her husband for the letters. And in a cas
she pleaded weakly. "
e had learned what he had come to
nserting the knife and turning it around, "I sha
up. At least she
ove anything," sh
at this interview helps to prove it, do you? An innocent woman wouldn't have considered my off
r into the fireplace as he rose to go. A
ht it will be locked in his safe-documentary evidence. If you should change your m
a mocking smile at
time, she had begun to tell of her own escapades and to try to get Anita to admit that she had had similar adventures
o, and in some way, after he had left town, had got the l
ers might give her husband material that would look
le allowance? She trembled at the though
to turn. In her dilemma she thought o
she entered Constance's apartment, then in the same br
etically. She had expected suc
o they-know?" sh
rvously. "Really-I confess," she murmur
tly. Constance listened eagerly
virtue, that it showed that there was hope for such a woman. Admission of the truth, even to a friend, would have
ooks badly,"
-on the surface,
don't say I blame you for your-indiscreet friend
as now sobbing softly, as Consta
th. There's a lot of such blackmailing going on in New York. Next to business and political cases, I suppose, it is the private detective's most important graft. Nearly everybody has a past
nn-and the reports that that woman must have made of our-our
was thinki
t was not half an hour ago that Drummond called on you. He must be downtown about now. Y
r to her. "What do you suppose
ical," she answered slowly. "If I know him rightly, I think he will
p them?" broke in
personal papers. I shouldn't be surprised if he looked them over and lo
aimed Constance excit
y. In her face Constance read the desperat
a in a low, tense t
ner in the Terminal. We
Nothing was said, but what each read was a suf
a cabinet. From the false back of a drawer she took two
with a peculiar turn at the end,
er face averted, looking out of the window into the blackness of the night. Perhaps she was thinking of other journeys out to Gle
heir way from the station up the main street, the
Mrs. Douglas, halting Constance,
He had gone out there early and
las. "Oh-it's clear to me that he has the stuff
streets of a suburban town always occasions suspicion, and instinctively Constance dre
but at the corner of the plot a large bush stood. I
y, speculating what it was he was reading, while Anita, half a
library winked out and
d with it the last
red under some clouds, Constance pu
, yet Constance observed all the caution
n space to the cottage, approachin
a window, the window through which had sho
steel bar with the twisted head, and began
aid?" chattered
Against them an ordinary door lock or window catch is no protection at all. Why, with this jimmy, even a w
muffling the lever as much as
wrench and the
noise. There had been no wind, no pa
d breathless. Had it been heard? Would a wi
save the rustle of the
wer sash and they stepped softly into the house-once
on a little pocket storage-battery lam
d been working at it. Anita wondered what had been the grim thoughts of the man as he pondered on the mas
ht rested on a little s
pointing, half afraid even of
des quietly, and drew the curtains ti
pouring some of the powder in a
ked Anita, bending
return. "I read of this thing in a scientific paper the other day, and I determinpowder from t
d t
sium p
had lighte
e whispered, "back in the farthest corner of the room
a steady, brilliant burst of noi
ad she found that her eyes hurt. She h
sufficient to prevent any damage to
be sinking into the very steel of the s
l illusion, a fr
hispered in awe, drawi
cinated, "an invention of a German chemist named Goldschmidt. It will burn a hol
fall into the safe as if it had been
regain control over their eyes in spite
iptoed acro
d a hole large enough to sti
and drew out something on whic
ks, the personal checks of a methodic
ctly straight-payments to tradesmen, to real estate
ie around," remarked Anita, as she began
refully than others. Suddenly she held one up to the
ttle of brownish fluid which s
y and brushed it over the check. T
gent will restore the original color-partially and at least for a time. Ah-yes-it is as I thought. There have been erasures in these checks. Other names h
inal writing. It read, "Pay
n exclamation of anger and hatred at the
. He didn't want to destroy them, yet he couldn't have such evidence about. So he must have altered t
e personal and some business letters, some old check
und a packet of letters and a sheaf of
y suppressed. The letters were those in h
d's reports, too,
n massed in a way that must inevitably have prejudiced
whispered Constance hoarsely, handing it ove
the whole mass of incriminating papers and had cast them
ame a deep voice
hat's a
. For a moment a chill ran over her at being caught in the nefarious work of breaking and
sort of electric light system that could be instan
as staring angrily at his wi
ith cold sarcasm. "Wh
with a quick motion, Constance struck a match
ight of what they were and al
rm. "One moment, Mr. Douglas," s
are you?" he gasped
s, if you attempt to do so. Besides, you know, the courts rather frown on detectives that practice collusion and conspiracy and frame up evidence, t
nge into the brownish liquid. Again the magic touch revealed the telltale name. With her finger sh
stared
he flickering fire died away. In an instant he reali
one to the othe
check
iously folded up t
y-contest," Douglas ma