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Full Title	Chicago Ledger, v. XLIV, no. 34, August 19, 1916.
Contributor	Haskell, Helen Eggleston.
Date Added	25 June 2019
Format	Newspaper
Language	English
Publish Date	1916-08-19
Publisher	Chicago, Ill. : W. D. Boyce Company
Source	Dime Novel and Popular Literature
Alternate Title	Ma'm'selle Felice; or, A studio mystery / by Helen E. Haskell. Studio mystery
Topic	Popular literature > Specimens. Story papers > Specimens.
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OCR ‘ VOL. xuv. NO. 34. W ' ti 7 0 "0 WOWIIU. WWI. o eff X x [Copyright 1916 by W. D. Boyce Co.] . CHAPTER I. HODXANCE AND 4 GIRL. studio was HE in semi-darkness, the ' painted faces on the " easel: and walls x shining out weirdly lifelike in the dusk. C) O In one corner an.old Egg? ‘ 1.'E’)’Dtian .9 out a faint light and considerable odor. Kirk Balliniter, middle-aged artist, sat tilted back in his chair by the window, his feet crossed on ' hands clasped behind his . It was the hrs: warm evening: of spring, the kind of nn evening that tempts a man to go abroad in Search of romance. , The studio door opened with a. whisk, ‘.then closed softly. V . 9” is . Or, -:- A Studio Mystery By Helen E. Haskell Kirk Ballinger‘s feet came down from the window>sill. lello! VVho's:" he began, but stormed short. Standing with her back against the door was :1 girl in a white dress, with a. skirt that was modishly draped and short, displaying slim ankles and unbe- llevably little feet. Kirk blinked, got to his feet, took A step toward the girl, and reached out foolishly. "May I hide here for A little While?" x K wmm“w’%w Kirk's outstretched hand jerked back. The girl real Romance had dropped plump into Kirk's arms, or if not into his arms, into his dull old stu- m7" he asked. lie had called her madam. ‘ not more than “liid then hushed. It was absurd. hhe was 19 or 20,years old. ' ‘I 1: your pardon, air, for entering so abruptly’ she’ spoke with arsonthern accent, lin- gering over her vowels. "l was about 't"““""5 r " ' l iX ller voice was soft and ‘D 81)’ to be married, but I changed my mind quite suddenly and ran across the park." She paused, clasping her hands upon her h re is somebody coming up sir, it would he a very great kindness if you would allow me to e for a few moments"eher eyes swept the SlLl(lli!1"bl.'l'IlHll that knight in y armor." r , ‘Vlthout Waiting for an answer she i ran across the room and slipped behind the armored figure‘ Somewhere ou . e :1 door opened and closed‘. The sound of footstena dieui away. Kirk Ballinxer struck a match nntl lighted a gas Jet. The girl's frightened face peered at him from behind the gleaming culrass ol the knight. A lock of hair had est-aperl from the coil at the nape of her neck and rested on‘her Kirk saw that she was very “Is the coast clear'.’'‘ she whispered. Ballinger strode to the door. Run: it