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"She's right!" said Northrop, a shrewd-faced little man, who looked genuinely disturbed. "You know what police are, Mr. Bent if they get hold of one notion they're deaf to all others. While they're concentrating on Harborough, you know, the real man'll be going free laughing in his sleeve, very like." "But what are we to do?" asked Bent. "What are we to start on?"
Northrop, correspondent of the Chicago Times, to assist him. Mr. Northrop had been inured to hardships, and knew much about the manner in which female persons conceal money, and being one of the "Willing Workers," he told Mr. Smith that he would help him. The lady was told to remove her outward apparel, and to look steadily out of the window.
Look here ask Mrs. Northrop to let you come out with me. We'll go to the solicitor together and see about that reward at once." As they presently walked down to the town Brereton gave Avice another of his critical looks of inspection. "You're feeling better," he said in his somewhat brusque fashion. "Is it this bit of good news?" "That and the sense of doing something," she answered.
The man caught a hint of what he did not say in what he did. "Uncle Billy gives away any interesting point he gets in the post-office," he said, apologetically. "You knew that before, Strong. Well, Garvey got out of him, too, that Miss Northrop didn't have nor write any letters; and he got it into his head she was hiding. Anybody could see she wasn't used to working for a living " "Look here "
At this hour, however, the little gardens and splendid oleanders lay hot and deserted in the dusty afternoon. "I haven't till now had time to spare from being anxious to be interested," Miss Northrop said. "I was rather panic-stricken this morning, and things were awful, instead of interesting, in proportion to their newness."
I thought he might have got into the wrong part of the building and went to direct him right but before I could get out into the hall, he was gone. I remember, too, that, as I turned, the woman had followed me and soon was asking other questions which, I will admit I was glad to answer." "Was Northrop in his room while these people were here?"
"Well, most always," said Mr. Northrop, who had taken it up, and was examining it with a critic's eye. "I presume those are a bustle, are they not?" said innocent Yenowine. "Go aff, till the divil wid yer bushtle," said Mr. Smith, "I know bether.
But now her face was drawn and contorted with the same ghastly look that had been on the face of Northrop. "She died in a cab," explained Doctor Leslie, "before they could get her to the hospital. At first they suspected the cab driver. But he seems to have proved his innocence. He picked her up last night on Fifth Avenue, reeling thought she was intoxicated.
Northrop asked why they had not been read, the president blandly replied that he regretted they could not be reached but other order of business preceded them. Mrs. Northrop, having found her voice, proceeded to speak strongly on the discrimination made against women in the matter of salaries, and was ably supported by her sister, Mrs. J.R. Vosburg.
He spoke with a marked friendliness, and a transparently covert sympathy. "You see," he went on, confidentially, "we fellows that have been against Garvey begin to think our minority's about over. The whole affair of Miss Northrop has hurt him. He was shabby when first she came, about that Coakley business, and he's been ugly about her ever since in a sneaking sort of way. Such a lady, too!
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