ive. You're young and you're good to look at. And the fact that you're a distinct deviation from type makes you especially valuable for the work we're going to lay out for you."
A secretarial-looking young man in glasses entered the room and stepped softly to the chief's desk. There he murmured a discreet word or two and as softly left the room. Chief Blynn's hand went out and touched a buzzer-button on his desk-end. Insignificant as that movement was, the girl's quick eye detected a valedictory note in it.
"Then yuh're goin' to gimme that work?" she asked as she rose to her feet.
"That depends on your friend Kestner."
"Where does Kestner come in?"
"He comes in through that door in two minutes. He and Wilsnach, in fact, are waiting out there to talk this case over with me."
"So Wilsnach's there too?" said the girl, staring at the door.
"Yes, Sadie; but I've got to deny you the pleasure of seeing him. I want you to step out this other way, and go straight back to your room at the Raleigh. Then I want you to wait there until I call you up. And to-night after dinner either Shrubb or
