"I would give everything I possess," she said, "to bring the culprit to justice." After a talk on that momentous question, and when George Stratton held her hand and said good-bye, she asked him-- "When do you go to Chicago?" "Madam," he said, "I leave for Chicago the moment I find out who poisoned William Brenton." She answered sadly-- "You may remain a long time in Cincinnati." "In some respects," said Stratton, "I like Cincinnati better than Chicago." "You are the first Chicago man I ever heard say that," she replied. "Ah, that was because they did not know Cincinnati as I do." "I suppose you must have seen a great deal of the town, but I must confess that from now on I should be very glad if I never saw Cincinnati again. I would like to consult with you," she continued, "about the best way of solving this mystery. I have been thinking of engaging some of the best detectives I can get. I suppose New York would be the place." "No; Chicago," answered the young man. "Well, then, that is what I wanted to see you about. I would like to get the very best detectives that can be had. Don't you think that, if they were promised ample reward, and paid well during the time they were working on the case, we might discover the key to this mystery?" "I do not think much of our detective system," answered Stratton, "although I suppose there is something in it, and sometimes they manage in spite of themselves to stumble on the solution of a crime. Still, I shall be very glad indeed to give you what advice I can on the subject. I may say I have constituted myself a special detective in this case, and that I hope to have the honour of solving the problem." "You are very good, indeed," she answered, "and I must ask you to let me bear the expense." "Oh, the paper will do that. I won't be out of pocket at all," said Stratton. "Well, I hardly know how to put it; but, whether you are successful or not, I feel very grateful to you, and I hope you will not be offended at what I am going to say. Now, promise me that you won't!" "I shall not be offended," he answered. "It is a little difficult to offend a Chicago newspaper man, you know." "Now, you mustn't say anything against the newspaper men, for, in spite of the hard things that some of them have said about me, I like them." "Individually or collectively?" [Illustration: "I feel very grateful to you."] "I am afraid I must say individually. You said you wouldn't be offended, so after your search is over you must let me----. The labourer is worthy of his hire, or I should say, his reward--you know what I mean. I presume that a young man who earns his living on the daily press is not necessarily wealthy." "Why, Mrs. Brenton, what strange ideas you have of the world! We newspaper men work at the business merely because we like it. It isn't at all for the money that's in it." "Then you are not offended at what I have said?"