Judge — June 26, 1920 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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ing after an absence from nd Mrs. Baldwy g chap as a sole g 0 the score was even as ctualities. Ont particu evening when the Baldwyns had the unusual hay ness of dining together, B: 2 in ar exceptionally lively mood. Yet beneath his persitlage Mrs. Baldwyn noticed an undercurrent of s cance “Have you seen anything lately of your friend the alleged Baron Bel- lender?" he finally asked, switching Cres ty J. K. Bavaye town, fe ing t at dinner. to known entertai © wyn the conversation from something “Waar's THAT y quite different. The Baron was the TALKING TO YOU ABOL “Way, soruine, P. person who had wyn. “No.” Mrs. Baldwyn ass of perfect unconcern atrigued Mrs. Bald- “Went, juvcnc TAKEN MIM, HIS KNO “Perhaps you “I seldor Then you don’t en't seen the evening papers read the newspapers.” the putative Baron Bellender now th ppeared a week ago? Of course they * Lit out until erday.” Did he, indeed?” She was still unmoved. “Yes. And they find he was a rank pretender to a title. Fu taken po: lect fe r. The police are on his track. “They have ¢ Hotel Admiral, which was er, he is n of his effects at th his keep. uite a sensation!” Mrs. Baldwyn drewled. Nothing like ‘om her demeanor Baldwyn ience with the n astonishment came from her. I f that her ext was grateful in be ing ntleman had been simply that of a vain woman seeking note xciation with the great. And Baldwyn was a bit ashamed of the tone of his revelation. They finished dinner in excep tional amity = The next morning Mrs. Baldwyn teley the Police Precinct in which the Hotel Admiral was situated shoned the captain of Wuew tHe Croties Give Our “You sees To BE IN A QUANDARY, Ostpiant “Lam. Wri a FEW ALTERATIONS THIS BARREL € rr Tan MUST BE EXHAUSTIVE.” NTT KNOW WHETHER TO TAKE {1 TOA CARPENTER OR TO A TAILOR.” 1, she had an iew with that official, who was heavily ve inter very gracious to her, as the Baldwyns were esteeme as persons of con- That afternoon, accompanied by a shrewsLappearing man in her limou- sine, she drove up to the Hotel Ad- miral. Her companion was the head detective on the Baron Bellender « Mrs. Baldwyn was well known at the hotel. The manager met her with | expressions of pleasure. As the de- tective stood apart she talked in a low tone with the hotel man | JUNG JACKANAPES BLES “The jewel I think that man had Tso Lona? disappeared while he was our guest,” APA she said. “It had some intrinsic value FROM THE TIME tT HAS WLEDGE OF THE SUBJECT but I think more of its association: “No doubt he took it,” replied the hotel manager. “He used his accep- e by y for his own ends. You are not the ly victim of his cupidity. The forgery for which the police ace in search of him was at the expense of another woman. But if your jewel has any considerable value you may have hip in court. you know, if you find it. Of course he may have pawned it. And his bill here is unpaid— uite an amount.” “L will engage to see that everything is made right.” “Well, you may look for your jewel, madam. We haven't yet searched his effects.” With the detective Mrs. Baldwyn went to the formerly occupied by the fugitive. Among other things left by the missing man they found three pretentious trunks. The nasel locksmith came in, sent by the manager. At the detective’s instance the trunks were opened, one after another. There was. nothing in the first two to interest Mrs. Baldwyn. In the third there didn’t seen to be much but correspondence, ticd neatly ta women of socie to establish own apartment with ribb ns One particular burdle of letters was identified by Mrs. Baldwyn. What I thought to tind,” sne said to the detective, as she slyly handed him a yellow bill, which he as slyly put away, “0¢s not scem to be here. But I will take these.” A Lady’s Man By W. W. Warretock OURTEEN to sixty-five (Preferably thirty), Ages these are with wh He becomes flirty Seventy’s rather old. Still, he’d consider on a desert isle. Being a bidder When he beholds a girl Wife. maid or widow, Off on her track he starts Murmuring, “Kiddo!” Blonde or brunette’s the sarre Bess, Maud or Katy— What's that you ask—/: Good Lord! he’s MADE To Fit Me, BUT I comicbooks.com