I have read such wonderful things about Mr.Burns and the work of his organization; and now that I have met you,--a real live detective,--I shall be very careful, indeed, about what I do in the future.

I shouldn't want to have you on my track, I assure you." The two men laughed heartily, and the detective, as he extended his hand in farewell, returned: "I count it a great privilege to have met you, Miss Wakefield; and if you will promise to do one thing for me, I'll agree to be very lenient with you if I am ever assigned to a case in which you are to be brought to justice." "I promise," returned the old lady, quickly.

"I really wouldn't dare to refuse under the circumstances, would I?
What do you want me to do, Mr.
Ross ?" "If this man Brian Kent should happen to appear in this vicinity, will you get a message as quickly as possible, at any cost, to Sheriff Knox ?" "Why, of course," agreed Auntie Sue.

"But you have not yet told me what the man looks like, Mr.Ross." "He is really a fine looking chap," the detective answered.

"Thirty years old--fully six feet tall--rather slender, but well built--weighs about one hundred fifty--a splendid head--smooth shaven--reddish hair--dark blue eyes--and a high, broad forehead.