Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: Ill THE RED DRESS Another morning; and nothing Three days gone and no word, no sign from her; or any mark of weakening The powerful man at the window clenched his hands. Then he swung about to face his confidential secretary and stared at her uncertainly. It was the tenth time that morning, and the fiftieth time in the three days just gone, that Walter Eldredge, the young president of the great Chicago drygoods house of Eldredge and Company, had paused, incapable of continuing business. Never mind that letter, Miss Webster, he commanded. But tell me again ? are you sure that no one has come to see me, and there has been no message, about my wife ? I mean about Edward ? about Edward? No; no one, I am sure, Mr. Eldredge Send Mr. Murray to me he said. Raymond, something more effective must be done he cried, as his brother-in-law appeared in the doorway. It is impossible for matters to remain longer in this condition His face grew gray. I am going to put it into the hands of the police The police cried Murray. After the way the papers treated you and Isabel when you married? You and Isabel in the papers again, and the police making it a public scandal Surely there's still some private way Why not this fellow Trant. You must have followed in the papers the way he got immediate action in the Bronson murder mystery, after the police force was at fault for two weeks. He's our man for this sort of thing, Walter Where can we get his address? Try the University Club, said Eldredge. Murray lifted the desk phone. He's a member; he's there. What shall I tell him, Eldredge himself took up the conversation. Yes Mr. Trant ? Mr. Trant, this is Walter Eldredge, of Eldredge and Company. Yes; there is a private...