Picture Play Magazine (Mar-Jul 1929)

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A Girl Comes to Holl^vflood 69 don't need to tell me anything. But wliy Pasadena at this hour of day?" "It's a woman, not a man, I'm interested in at Pasadena," Madeleine answered. "She mayn't be there. It's just my hunch that she is, and I've learned to follow my hunches. But listen, Pauline, you and your husband are being awfully good to me. I know I can trust you !" "You bet you can !" Pauline assured her with emphasis. Madeleine then told her why she wished to visit Pasadena. CHAPTER XXX. THE VEILED PROPHETESS UNVEILED. Any detective could have taken the photograph signed "Rose," which Madeleine Standish possessed, visited various hotels, boarding houses, and sanitariums, flashed his badge under the eyes of a manager, and if the woman were to be found in such a hiding place under another name, have stood a good chance of unearthing her. But no detective could have followed up a first successful move as Madeleine hoped to do. Rose Rosenkrantz was not wanted by the police, for the simple reason that there was nothing on record against her. No echoes of the Arnold affair over a year ago in New York had reached California, at least no echoes such as those which haunted Madeleine Standish. As matters stood at present, Rose Rosenkrantz could not easily be dug out of any shelter she had obtained. She would have to be reached in a subtle way. "Unless she's very ill, I don't see her going to a sanitarium," the girl said thoughtfully, more to herself than to Pauline Fordham, as they drove through the blue dusk, over a road of velvet smoothness. "She'd be more conspicuous there. Nurses are apt to gossip about interesting patients, and Lopez would be noticeable as a visitor. I think she'd choose a large, but fairly quiet hotel, where she could have a room with a view over a lovely garden. She'd stay in her room, you know, except that, if she could live on the ground floor, she might steal out after dark to walk or sit in the garden. And wouldn't that be a wonderful way for Lopez to meet her, without any one knowing?" "This is a real thrill ! I feel as if I were helping Allen, too — and I'd love that. I feel as if we were in an exciting detective story," said Pauline. "Stick 'em up, Lopez!" said Barrett. "You're going to get a chance to tell your story and see how much of a hero you'll be to your friends!"