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The Tracer of Lost Persons

CHAPTER XI
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Besides, men don't take any stock in big-eyed, flat-chested, red-headed pipe stems.

Why do you think that Kerns ever cared for her ?" "I know he did." "How do you know it ?" "From Marjorie's letters." "The conceited kid! Well, of all insufferable nerve! A man like Kerns--a man--one of the finest, noblest characters--spiritually, intellectually, physically--a practically faultless specimen of manhood! And a red-headed, spindle-legged--Oh, my! Oh, fizz! Dearest, men don't worship a cage of bones with an eighteen-year-old soul in it--like a nervous canary pecking out at the world!" "She created a furor in England," observed his wife, smiling.
"Oh, I dare say she might over there.

Besides, she's doubtless fattened up since then.

But if you suppose for one moment that Tommy could even remember a girl like that--" Mrs.Gatewood smiled again--the wise, sweet smile of a young matron in whom her husband's closest friend had confided.

And after a moment or two the wise smile became more thoughtful and less assured; for that very day the Tracer of Lost Persons had called on her to inquire about a Mrs.Stanley--a new client of his who had recently bought a town house in East Eighty-third Street and a country house on Long Island; and who had applied to him to find her fugitive butler and a pint or two of family jewels.


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