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How else would you expect to catch the public?" "Suppose, then, I do burst into flame to this effect?" queried the prospective "Ad-Visor." "Et apres? as we proudly say after spending a week in Paris." "Apres? Oh, plenty of things. You hire an office, a clerk, two stenographers and a clipping export, and prepare to take care of the work that comes in. You'll be flooded," promised Waldemar.
"Skip, son," said the Ad-Visor, handing the messenger boy a folded newspaper. "The two gentlemen on the third floor rear. And be sure you say that it's a personal, marked copy." The boy crossed the street and entered the house. In two minutes he emerged, nodded to Average Jones and walked away. Five minutes passed.
You ran across the fields to the Tuxall place and went around let me see; the wind had shifted to the northeast yes; to the northeast of the barn and quite a distance away. There you saw a man at work in his shirt." "Well-I'll-be-jiggered!" said the boy in measured tones. "Where were you hiding, Mr. Jones?" "Not behind the tree there, anyway," returned the Ad-Visor with a chuckle.
"That's a good idea about the houseboat." On the following day this advertisement appeared in the newspapers of several shore towns along the New Jersey and Staten Island coast. A DRIFT A small houseboat lost several days ago from the Hackensack Meadows. Fifty dollars reward paid for information leading to recovery. Jones, Ad-Visor, Astor Court Temple, New York.
"I can approximate the height of the steel beam from the ground, close enough for a trial formula," continued Average Jones. "Now, Waldemar, I call your attention to that restaurant on the opposite corner." Waldemar conned the designated building with attention. "Well," he said finally, "what of it? I don't see anything wrong with it." "Precisely my point," returned the Ad-Visor with a grin.
On the afternoon of August tenth, a lank, husky-voiced teamster called at the office of the Ad-Visor and was passed in ahead of the waiting line. "I'm after that twenty," he declared. "Earn it," said Average Jones with equal brevity. "Hotel Denton. Guy on the third floor balcony " "Right so far." "Leanin' on the rail as if he was sick. I give him a hello. 'Takin' a nip of night air, Bill? I says.
If you heard a number of wagons passing in the early morning they were the milk-vans. Hence this." Mrs. Hale read: "MILK-DRIVERS, ATTENTION Delaware Central mid-town route. Who talked to man outside hotel early morning of August 7? Twenty dollars to right man. Apply personally to Jones, Ad-Visor, Astor Court Temple, New York."
"Of a sort," replied the Ad-Visor, opening up the camera-box and showing a large barrel superimposed on a smaller one. "This is a sighting-glass," he explained, tapping the larger barrel. "And this," tapping the smaller, "carries a small but efficient bullet.
Another personality looked out from the deep-set, somnolent, gray eyes; a personality resolute, forceful and quietly alert. It was apparently belied by the hesitant drawl, which, as all who had ever seen the Ad-Visor at his chosen pursuits well knew, signified awakened or intensified interest in the matter in hand. "Where er is the er body" "I don't know. It ain't been found."
Be sure of one thing, Bailey is in no further danger. You'll hear from me as soon as I have anything definite to report." With that the Reverend Mr. Prentice had to be content; that and a few days later, a sheet of letter-paper bearing the business imprint of the Ad-Visor, and enclosing this advertisement: WANTED 3 Ft. type for sensational Bill Work. Show samples. Delivery in two weeks.
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