"How did he escape?" asked Count Malagaski again and again, shaking his
head. "The police have searched every corner of the town, and can find
no one answering the description."
"Have you questioned Kalora again?"
"Yes, and she now remembers that he had a very heavy scar over his
right eye. Her description and these few scraps of paper torn from the
book he was carrying are all that we have to guide us in our search."
The Governor-General held up the several remnants of a ten-cent
magazine.
"It is in English; I read it badly."
He gave the torn pages to the old tutor, and Popova, picking up the
first, read as follows:
What is the great danger that threatens the American woman? It is
_obesity_. It is well known that ninety-nine per cent of all the women
in the United States are striving to reduce their weight. For all such
we have a message of hope. Write to Madam Clarissa and she----
"The remainder is torn away," said Popova.
The Governor-General had been leaning forward, listening intently. "Do
you mean to say that there is a country in which all the woman are fat?"
he asked.
"It would seem so," replied Popova. "Let us read further." He picked up
another of the torn pages and read aloud:
To the Oatena Company of Pine Creek, Michigan:
When I began using your wonderful health-food I was a mere skeleton.
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