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This story began in the Sunday Light of July 14th.
•■ Very sorry but we can t neip tnat
just now. Our inspector won’t be long
I’m sure and he’ll settle everything.
Now sir” to the stranger ‘‘will you
follow me?”
The two men walked into the dining
room.
‘‘You wish to see Miss Rodney. Your
name sir please. I suppose you heard
what happened here this morning?”
‘‘Yes; I heard that Mrs. Davorn was
found dead in her bed and already
there is a rumor abroad that there has
been foul play. ”
‘‘Reports will travel sir. You did
not give your name!”
‘‘Maurice Leclerc. ”
‘‘Ah I thought I remembered you.
Dr. Leclerc of course. You used to be
with Dr. Percival—pardon my famil-
iarity. ”
‘‘This is awful!” exclaimed Dr. Le-
clerc tearing off his glove and appar-
ently forgetting the existence of the po-
lice constable. ‘‘lt will drive Ethel
trazy. Where is Miss Rodney?” he
asked in a quieter tone glancing at
• the policeman. ‘‘ls she in the house
and can I see her? I suppose you are in
charge here?”
A lot of questions to answer all at
once.
“Yes sir; she is in the house but
she is greatly upset. To tell you the can-
did truth I did not think it would be
fair on her to let strangers intrude; but
of course it is different with you sir.”
“What do you mean?” inquired Le-
clerc angrily. He knew the constable
was alluding to the relations that ex-
isted between Ethel and himself—a lib-
erty he could not tolerate in this med-
dlesome policeman. “Where is Miss
Rodney?” he inquired again abruptly.
“I must see her at once. ”
“She is in the next room—the front
room. ”
“That will do. Thank you. Perhaps
I have not been overpolite but I feel
as if I were about to go mad. ”
He snatched up his hat which he had
laid on the table on entering the room
tore off his other glove and strode out
into the hall
“ Excitable person!” reflected the con-
stable following Dr. Leclerc into the
hall and watching him as he opened the
door of the front parlor.
“Now gentlemen ” said Metcalf ad-
dressing himself to Steinworth and Vick-
ery “I think the back parlor will be the
handiest place for you until our inspect-
or arrives. It is at your service. ”
The two lodgers entered the room at
this invitation followed by the police-
men.
“Evidently the young medico thinks
he is a person of some importance here ”
sneered Steinworth. “Impudent snob!
We were introduced here and met sev-
“She is in the nert room.”
eral times under this very roof and he
had the insolence to cut me dead in the
hall outside. ”
Bernard Vickery was silent. He act-
ed more like an automaton than a hu-
man being. He did just as he was di-
rected and seemed as if he were walk-
ing about in a dream.
After some moments of awkward si-
lence in the back parlor Steinworth
spoke again.
“It is a horrible affair altogether.
Seems to get worse the more you think
of it. Poor inoffensive lady murdered
in cold blood!”
“What’s that you say?” exclaimed
Vickery suddenly waking into life and
glaring round the room.
“At least so I am told by the consta-
ble there ’ ’ pointing to Metcalf.
“It is impossible to say yet how the
lady came by her death ” said Metcalf.
“It might have been suicide?” sug-
gested Steinworth.
“I can’t tell sir.”
“Then there is that odd business of
my being locked into my room and the
front parlor window being forced. ”
“Yes’’said'ConstableMetcalf. “That
locking of your door is very puzzling
but I suppose there was an object in it. ”
“No doubt to secure the person who
broke in from interruption or discov-
ery. ”
“I was locked in too you say?” in-
quired Mr. Vickery in an eager tone.
“Yes. Just the same as the other gen-
tleman Mr.”—
“Steinworth” said the young man.
“You are quite sure I was locked in
from the outside?” asked Vickery.
“Quite sure sir. ”
“That is very strange certainly.
Have you any idea constable—l sup-
a or
A HOUSE OF TEARS' RED POST PARK’e l *.
aeed none: Heavens: it manes my mooa
run cold to think of it. ”
“I haven't the least idea sir. That
will be for the coroner’s jury to settle. ”
“I never thought of an inquest. Of
course of course.” Mr. Vickery again
relapsed into his dreamlike condition.
“I was quite upset this morning”
said Steinworth in a jaunty tone “at
finding myself a prisoner in my room
but as matters go it would seem as if it
was the one thing I ought to be truly
thankful for. Perhaps the burglars—if
burglary of a bit of a house like this
was their object— meant only to stupefy
poor Mrs. Davorn. ”
“Stupefy Mrs. Davorn!” exclaimed
Vickery starting into life again and
trembling violently. “Why! How is she
supposed to have been killed? The
thought of such a thing” shrugging
his shoulders “is perfectly horrifying. ”
“She is supposed to have been chloro-
formed” said Steinworth addressing
his fellow lodger directly for the first
time.
“Chloroformed!” exclaimed Vickery
with a desjiairing upward movement of
his hands.
A loud rattat at the hall door was
now heard.
“All here comes Inspector Briggs at
last. I’m not sorry to have the prospect
of relief” said & astable Metcalf ey-
ing Mr. Vickery fixedly.
“Nor I either” echoed Constable
Young. “It’s past my breakfast time
and I’m as hungry as a hunter. ”
While the two lodgers at 13 Felspar
g road and the two policemen from the
station at Clayfields were discussing in
the back par - lor the murder—for murder
t it was deemed to have been—of Mrs.
Davom the young doctor was in the
g front parlor endeavoring to comfort the
q weeping girl. At first he almost dread-
ed to refer in any way to the terrible
q tragedy. Maurice Leclerc was himself
( in a wildly excited condition. When he
j felt that Ethel had grown calm he could
contain himself no longer and com-
H menced to pace the room his hands
e folded behind his back. In a few mo-
e meuts he felt that he must speak direct
ly of the tragedy.
“It is a horrible business altogether
dearest ”he said. “The more I look at
’ it the worse it seems. ”
“I should not feel the awfulness of it
so much only for the hot words I had
t last night with her—with my dear aunt
who has been my only friend and pro-
tector since my father died. It cuts me
to the heart to think I can nevermore
see her or hear her voice never be able
। to seek her forgiveness. ’ ’
“I know I know. Ethel dearest”
said Leclerc stand.#' still a moment
and then seizing the girl’s hand. “I
must seem horribly selfish to you I am
horribly selfish but try not to blame
me dearest. I love you better than all
the world; I cannot drink of anything
or anybody calmly when my thoughts
are of you. Do not think too badly of
me if I cannot share the sorrow you
uatfirally feel at your terrible loss. We
were never friends—she. and I. It is
your trouble and my own selfish trou-
bles that are now distracting me. Let
me be candid dearest as I have always
I hope been with you whatever may
have been my faults. I awoke this
morning the happiest man in England.
My hope of calling'you this day my
wife dashed all my dark clouds away.
I am now the most wretched man in
the world. ’ ’
Dr. Leclerc spoke with almost breath-
less rapidity.
“Don’t say that Maurice. Try and
control yourself. Why should you be
the most wretched man in the world?”
“Why? Am I not already suspected—
I can feel it know it—of the crime that
has been committed under this roof?”
“Oh you must not say such wicked
such foolishly wicked things!” cried
the young girl rising and staring at
him with wild and horror laden eyes.
“Listen to me dearest; listen to me.
’ lam trying to control myself. On my
j way here I met Percival and a police
inspector in the Crescent road. They
j told me what had happened—so far as
j they knew. I guessed the rest. The
money is gone—this cursed money that
is always at the bottom of all mischief.
Is it not so?”
# “I think the money is gone” an-
swered the girl in a trembling voice.
“The desk is lying on the floor broken
up. It caught my eyes before I knew
anything of the terrible discovery I was
j about to make. ’ ’
“My poor darling. It is selfish of me
to be able to think of little else but my
miserable self. But don’t you see how
much reason I have to be almost mad ?
’ Don’t you see that with that other
charge hanging over me with the
knowledge that I was in sore trouble for
money that money would save me from
disgrace from ruin—don’t you see that
suspicion will be fastened upon me
such suspicion as I can never hope to
outlive? Suspicion—(rodhelp me!—not
only of theft but of murder. ”
He flung up his arms as he spoke and
was again about to continue his wild
walk up and down the room when the
young girl caught him firmly by the
wrists and drawing him toward her
kissed his lips.
’ “Dear u)
uilt of graniteJj.r
oet about the thun
CHAPTER VI.
UNDER A CLOUD.
way to tbollsn tears me guilty prr.u
whoever he is will be discovered. ”
‘‘ My darling my darling! But ” with
a weary sigh “you must think of the
situation as it stands. Here am I—a
man in desperate need a man about to
fly from the country—the last person
who visited this house last night—who
visited it—but who will believe me?—
only to be near her who was to have
been my wife today. ”
“Yes dearest Maurice—who will be
your wife today if you wish it. ”
“No no no” he exclaimed. “Not
with this new cloud hanging over me.
It would be a cowardly act a dastardly
act to give you my doubly smirched
name. ’ ’
“What concern is it of any one on
earth if I choose to accept that name? I
have no fear. lam alone in the world.
I have only you. ”
“You tempt me sadly dearest ” he
murmured “but I will not be mean
enough selfish enough to take advan-
tage of your great generosity. No it
cannot be Ethel Just thiuk of it calm-
Dr. Leclerc caught her hand and pressed
it to his lips.
ly. Look at matters as if I were noth-
ing to you. ” His voice was now quieter
and his manner well under control. “I
alone—apart from you my angel upon
whom no suspicion can rest—l alone
knew this money was in the house. It
would have saved me from exposure and
ruin if I could but possess it. I was in
the house last night unknown to every
one except the dead woman and your-
self. We had hot words. ’ ’
“Alas! we had” sighed the young
girl
“This will all come out. Ido not in-
tend to deny anything. lam already a
man with a stain on my character which
I cannot wipe out without money—-
curse it—without money! Do you not
see what a strong case there will be
against me?”
“But Maurice you must not talk so
very wildly. You forget that no one
has accused you of any connection with
the theft here. Whoever was wicked
enough to steal the money was probably
wicked enough to commit the blacker
deed—the deed I shudder to think of. ”
ur. Leclerc caught her hand and
pressed it to his lips.
“The culprit will be discovered
Maurice. Why rack yourself with sus-
picion which exists only in your own
mind? Some one broke in here last
night— at least the police think so. ”
“Of course. What would be more
natural than that I should break in? I
who knew the house; I who knew what
no one else was aware of—that the
money was in the room up stairs. ”
“It is very wicked of you Maurice
to torture me. ”
“I am a brute. But Ethel my dar-
ling you must not think too badly of
me now. lam not in my normal frame
of mind. This awful news has made me
nearly frantic. I cannot think of any-
thing reasonably now. I admit that. I
can only regard my miserable self as one
to whom the fates have been unkind. ”
“My poor Maurice!”
“Most unkind dearest except in one
way—that they have willed that you
should have the patience my angel to
bear with me that you should not fling
me from you as I deserve to be flung. ”
“Maurice!”
“For days and weeks I have been
foolishly weakengrossed in one thought
lost in one dream—that you loved me
and that this was to be our wedding
day.”
A vivid flush mounted to Ethel Rod-
ney’s tear stained cheeks. Then she
lifted her white hands and drew his
head toward her. “Dearest” she said
“one part of your dream is no dream.
I love you with all my heart. ’ ’
CHAPTER VIL
A DISCUSSION.
“I am so glad it is you who have un-
dertaken this job Mr. Goringe” said
Inspector Briggs as the two men sat in
the dining room of 13 Felspar road.
Joseph Goringe a clean shaven close-
ly cropped sharp featured man with
strange introspective blue eyes was an
officer dispatched to Clayfields by the
authorities at Scotland Yard. Ebenezer
Briggs was one of the local inspectors
at Clayflelds. He was a tall man fully
6 feet high with a sharp nose protrud-
ing unduly a short thin upper lip a
dimpled shaven chin and a pair of flor-
id whiskers which caused his face to
seem a great deal broader than it really
was.
“Thank you inspector” said Gor-
inge gazing at Briggs with his strange
blue eyes. “I can honestly return the
compliment. lam very glad to find yon
are my comrade here. I have not ' for-
gotten the last transaction we had to-
gether. ”
Inspector Briggs flushed with pleas-
ure.
It was about 6 o’clock on the evening
of the 10th of October a lighted lamp
stood on the dining room table a bright
fire burned in the grate.
“Nowthen” said Detective Goringe
“let us go through the case carefully to-
gether and see what we shall see. 204 Y
is evidently qualifying for Scotland
Yard” turning over a notebook.
“He is a very zealous officer is Met-
calf. ”
“Yes. I shall want my information
to be a little less condensed. Here is
the case as I have taken it in” laying
*s notebook on the
g his arms. “ But. first
Mid foremost are we sure or privacy
here?”
“Quite” answered Inspector Briggs
confidently. “Miss Rodney is in her
room—attic floor—packing up. Says she
couldn’t spend a night in the house with
the knowledge that the dead body
was hero. Steinworth—No. 1 lodger
as I may call him—is out searching for
fresh diggings with the protecting eye
of a plain clothes man upon him. Vick-
ery—lodger No. 2—is in bed in his
room. ’ ’
“Overhead?”
“Yes. He is in a kind of torpor. Dr.
Percival saw him an hour ago and is
going to call round again between 8 and
9. He doesn’t think we need be uneasy
about him. At any rate he is locked in
securely and I have ascertained that if
we don’t lift our voices unduly not a
whisper can reach to his room. I had a
pretty thorough search of the house
early today from garret to basement. ”
“That’s the lot—the whole human
family here?”
“Yes; with the exception of the lady
of the house who is lying stone dead in
her room on the first landing. Her body
will be removed tomorrow for the post
mortem at Clayfields hospital ”
“Next the Vestry hall?”
“The same. ”
“No servant in the house?”
“No; there hasn't been one sleeping
in the house for some time. The young
lady and the dead woman managed the
house with the assistance of a girl who
went home every night. Then I have
an officer outside—young 260 Y—to keep
any stray visitors—curiosity mongers
the like—off the premises. ”
“Very well then let ns proceed. I
will give you my statement of the case
and if I get astray you will pick me up.
Mrs. Davorn widow aged 45 or there-
abouts is discovered dead in her bed
this morning at 6 o’clock. Person who
discovers her dead is Miss Ethel Rod-
ney niece of Mrs. Davorn. Person to
whom she imparts this discovery is Po-
lice Officer Metcalf 204 Y division who
has been for some minutes previously
conversing with Albert Steinworth a
lodger in the house in front bedroom.
Steinworth has challenged 204 Y and
has declared he is locked into his room
and asks police constable to rouse the
house as he wants to get away in order
to catch an early train at Paddington.
204 Y as soou as the hall door is opened
for him by Miss Rodney and when he
learns from her that the lady of the
house is dead or dying dispatches Miss
Rodney for the nearest doctor. 204 Y
then goes to room on first landing.
Finds Mrs. Davorn dead in her bed. No
signs of violence or of a struggle. The
only thing exceptional that catches his
eye is a broken desk on the floor a dis-
covery which he gave no attention to at
the time. 204 Y next proceeds to first
floor landing. Finds door of front bed-
room locked as stated previously by Al-
bert Steinworth. Key is in lock outside.
204 Y liberates Steinworth and then
finds that Bernard James Vickery whose
room is on the same floor is also locked
into his room. Key in lock outside.
Great difficulty in arousing Vickery.
Dr. Percival arrives. Pronounces Mrs.
Davorn to be dead. Considers she has
been dead for some hours. Doctor dis-
covers under Mrs. Davorn's bed a
sponge which he declares to contain
distinct traces of chloroform. ”
“Loose conduct on the part of chloro-
formist to leave such a witness in the
room. ’ ’
“Apparently. But remember there
may have been a motive. To resume:
204 Y learns subsequently from Miss
Rodney that there was a sum of money
in the room of deceased woman the pre-
vious night. Thirteen hundred pounds
in notes according to Miss Rodney.
And I must say ” observed Detective
Goringe “that the young lady was re-
markably free in her admissions and
that 204 Y certainly did not err on the
side of bashfulness. ’ ’
“He is a very zealous officer. ”
“So you have ’already informed me.
But to pick up the thread of my state-
ment again this money has it is ascer-
. tained disappeared. The desk in which
' the notes were stowed away has been
broken open. Miss Rodney states that
only she and one other person—that
i other person being as yet unnamed by
' her—knew the money was in the house.
■ Later on Dr. Maurice Leclerc calls here
and insists upon seeing Miss Rodney.
After his interview with her he asks to
! see the inspector who has just arrived.
1 You the inspector receive from him a
statement—a very reckless statement I
must admit—that he is engaged to Miss
Rodney and was to have married her
today against the consent of her aunt
now deceased. Ho also states that he
was in the house late last night after
Steinworth and Vickery had retired to
their rooms for the night; that he had a
stormy interview with Mrs. Davorn in
| the course of which interview frequent
references were made to the £1300 then
lying in Mrs. Davorn's room. In the
bedroom of Bernard James Vickery is
found a large bottle of chloroform with
some of the drug in the bottle. Also
found several empty vials labeled
chloroform and ether. Vickery declares
he used these things these drugs in
the course of some experiments he is
pursuing but as to how or upon whom
he used them he has so far offered no
explanation. He admits that he did not
go to bed last night until very late—in
fact that he did not retire to rest until
the small hours of the morning. He was
strangely agitated when he learned that
chloroform had been administered to
the deceased and was probably the cause
of her death. This statement or sug-
gestion is made by Albert Steinworth in
the presence of Vickery and of Consta-
bles 204 and 260. This so far” said
Detective Goringe “is what I learn of
the case and its surroundings. ”
“A very admirable statement of the i
facts ’’ observed Inspector Briggs. “But
you have forgotten one thing of very
serious imiwrtauce. ”
“What is that?”
“Metcalf while he was waiting out-
thejiouse this morning the door
of the
'•1 don't call tnat discover J* a matter
of very serious importance. ’ ’
“But with all due deference to you
Mr. Goringe I am of the other opinion.
I don’t think anything should be over-
looked or made light of iu a case of this
kind. ”
“Nor do L You have not examined
that window carefully for yourself?”
“No I was too busy otherwise all
day. ” •
“Very well Let us examine the win-
dow together now. ”
The two men rose together and
stepped into the hall which was in
darkness.
“There is no iras iu the house” said
“Just watch how the marks or cuts are
made.”
Goringe “but there’is a candle and a
box of matches on the hall table. Ah!
here is the candlestick; this will do”
striking a light and proceeding into the
front parlor followed by Inspector
Briggs.
The window oi the room was a large
window the upper and lower portions
being of about equal size and working
on a pulley. The blind now drawn
down was a flowered holland blind
folding on a roller.
‘ ‘ Did 204 Y notice this morning wheth-
er the blind was up or down?” asked
the detective.
“It must have been down for he stat-
ed that he noticed nothing unusual
about the house and if the blind had
been drawn up I think he would con-
sider that unusual. ”
“It doesn’t do ty think—but I do not
consider the matter of serious impor-
tance. I examined the window’ carefully
today” said Goringe seizing a chair
and placing it alongside the window.
“Now r inspector you mount and exam-
ine the sashes and tell me what you
think. I’ll draw up the blind for you.
Take the candlestick. ’ ’
Inspector Briggs stepped on the chair
and was soon busy examining the hasp
and its surroundings.
“The two sashes have been jobbed at
evidently with a penknife. They tit
very closely together” said the inspect-
or after a few minutes.
“Yes. Now stand where you are and
keep your eyes on the sashes when they
meet. No ordinary penknife blade suffi-
ciently strong to force the hasp back
would go between the sashes without
making a mark?”
“That is so. ”
“In this case the person who put the
hasp back was careful to do the trick a
little too deliberately. He—we’ll sup-
pose it was a man for convenience sake
—stood on a chair just as you are
standing now put back the hasp and
then jobbed at the sash from the top
inside. Just watch how the marks or
cuts are made. They are wider at the
top than at the bottom. lam afraid
you cannot see very plainly with that
poor light. Just slip down and we’ll
open the window. ”
“I think I follow you” said the in-
spector as he got off the chair.
“Now draw the top sash down and
shove the bottoip one up. That’s it.
Get the candle close now hud examine
the cuts. They are unmistakably made
downward aren’t they? If they had
been made upward from the outside the
marks or cuts would be wide at the
bottom. If you go outside and close the
window you will see that there is not
sufficient space at the lower part—where
the sashes join—to get a strong bladed
knife up. ” (
“I’ll take your word for it. ”
“Very well; I think you may. It was
a very clumsy piece of work no doubt
done by an amateur in a hurry and at
a time when the hasp opener was in a
highly excitable condition of mind.
Don’t take my word for it if you have
the least glimmer of doubt. ’ ’
“I am satisfied you are right. ”
“So am L Blow out the candle or
we’ll be collecting a crowd of sight-
seers in the road. ”
Inspector Briggs blew out the light.
“You have made up your mind I see
already Mr. Goringe who the murder-
er is. ”
‘‘l have not I have made up my mind
on one point only and that is that the
money was stolen by some person who
knew the ways of the house and who
did not let himself—or herself—in by
the parlor window. But come inspect-
or perhaps I am a little previous as
they say. Whatever my views may be I
know you have a theory about the whole
business. Let us get back to the other
room and we’U have it out there."
CHAPTER VIH.
INSPECTOR BRIGOS’ THEORY.
The two men returned to the back
parlor and resumed their seats.
“I smell tobacco here” observed De-
tective Goringe. “I will light a pipe
while I listen to your version of the
business. You don’t smoke?”
“No” answered Inspector Briggs
curtly.
“You seem a trifle out of sorts” said
Goringe filling a brier root pipe.
“If that window wasn’t opened from
outside it disturbs my calculations and
that is quite enough to put me out of
sorts. Anyhowl feel a bit puzzled far
the moment.” 1
. “Npw look .
ngrmng ms pipe i want to mama
compact with you Ais evening. You are
a general practitioner. lam a special-
ist. I have no taste for murder or mur-
derers. To me murderers are uninter-
esting people. They are either as a gen-
eral rule lunatics or savages. I am a
civilized being with fixed ideas alout
portable property and what I like is a
good thief a clever forger—in fact any-
thing really good iu the prigging or
swindling line. There I feel lam deal-
ing with sane men. I am ou sound
ground. The murder business is too full
of pitfalls for my taste. Now. Briggs
you haven’t started any special fad just
yet. I’ll give you the murderer and
you’ll give me the thief. That’s a fair
bargain isn’t it?”
‘‘A very.fair bargain but doesn’t it
mean the same thing? Whoever killed
Mrs. Davorn stole the notes. ”
“Do you think that is quite certain?”
“Is there any reasonable doubt about
it?”
*‘ A considerable amount. For instance
—to give yo» a tip to start with—Dr.
Percival is not confident that Mrs. Da-
vorn died from inhaling chloroform.”
“Thedeuce! Isn't he? Heleftnosuch
impression on my mind this morning.
Did he tell you this?”
“Not likely. He is toocautiousto run
the risk of giving himself away but I
formed my own conclusion after a very
short interview with him. But do I un-
derstand it is a bargain about the divid-
ing of the spoil?”
“Certainly. ”
“Then make a clean breast of all your
suspicions opinions and conclusions.
You were first in the field after your
zealous and I must say very intelligent
officer 204 Y. You know’ the neighbor-
hood. You have I take it a fair general
knowledge of the people. You are all
there or rather all here. If you aren’t
you ought to be. Help me in every way
you can to find the thief and I'll help
you in ever’" way I can to find the mur-
derer. I haxen't been idle all day. but I
will admit I haven’t‘struck ile’yet.
All I can offer you at present is the ben-
efit of my criticism. ”
“Which is worth a great deal more
than anything I can offer you in re-
turn. ”
“All right. We shall probably both
get at the same result in the end but I
want to start with my mind fixed en-
tirely on the coin—in short as city folk
say to make it a strictly ‘cash transac-
tion. ’ ”
“It must seem a small cash transac-
tion to you. ”
“I never quarrel with the amounts. I
take as much interest—nearly—in track-
ing a fiver as I do in tracking five and
any amount of naughts. Come begin.”
“Of course I am only too glad to do
anything you suggest lam bound to
disclose everything to you. So far I have
done so. ”
“I don’t think you . ..aid be bound to
disclose your private opinions to ma
Weare in a kind of way partners in thia
job but you have a private estate in
your very inner thoughts. We are both
to put it another way 041 the outer edge
of a circle each of us Jvt on arriving
at the center. ” J
“And yon want to travel /Jone?”
“Well pretty much so.
have the honor and |flory of finding thb
coin and leave you the honor and glory
of tracking down your bigger criminal”
“Who is the same person?”
“Possibly Anyhow as an earnest of
our bargain let me have your views. It
will help you to piece your case togeth-
er for the coroner’s court—Saturday
isn’t it?”
“Yes; Saturday at 11 a. m. in the
vestry hall Well here are my views.
They are a bit raw yet and that win-
dow sash is in my way. ”
“Never mind about that until we get
to it. ”
“After the two lodgers Steinworth
and Vickery went to bed last night”
began Inspector Briggs setting himself
well back in his chair and pressing the
palms of his extended hands together
“Did he tell j/o t thief" /
“Dr. Maurice Leclerc ca ledhene. He and
Miss Rodney had arrau ?ed to get mar-
ried today with or with out the consent
of Mrs. Davorn but if p ossible with it
Mrs. Davorn disliked I eclerc. At any
rate she wouldn’t let 1 ini handle her
money and she believed it was after her
money or a share of t that he was.
She knew he was in t a ugly scrape.
There were high words. )ne of the lodg-
ers overheard the row. Very likely he
crept down and put his ear to the door
—I was going to say ke rhole but that
wouldn’t help him mucl . He hail prob-
ably some suspicion of tnis money being
in the house. He now knew for certain
it was in Mrs. D. ’s roqrf. What could be
handier than to wait n *til the dead of
the night stupefy t.\Tlady and collar
the notes. ”
“Stop a moment. Do yon know that
your problematic eavmdropper wanted
money badly enough nut alone to steal
it—which is a large order in itself—but
to run the risk of a much graver crime
than theft?”
“I know he wanted money badly
enough to obtain it in any way that
wouldn’t fasten on him the guilt of the
theft. ”
“How do yon know that?” /
"Been to his office today am}/ saw his
governor.”
“Of course you are referring to Stein-
worth. ”
To be ContlnuedNext Sunday
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