The Madison daily leader. [volume] (Madison, S.D.) 1890-current, 1895-10-16

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with empty walls"
"You have disposed Of him by agree
ing he couldn't lock himself into his
room without the aid Of an accomplice.
But why shouldn't Mr.. Vickery have
an accomplice? Besides l do NOT say he
could not or did not do the window trick.
There are no ~telltale flower boxes on
his window sill. There is only a back
yard to drop into, rot a pasrolled road
way. There is no public gas lamp blaz-
ing in front Of his bedroom window"
Eyes. There is something in that, but
where does it lead to: Not to the center
of a circle. but right slap into a maze,
it seems to me. You say DR.. Percival is
not confident Mrs. d, died from the eff
fects Of chloroform:"
My dear inspector, you must forgive
me. | am thinking only Of my own case
the discovery of the thief"
II can't quite follow you. You are
evidently trying to puzzle me-"
Not at all. l want to clear your
mind Of suspicion, if that is possible.
and start you on a straight track. l must
go back a bit and finish my interrupted
story Of the accomplice-an accomplice
either Of Steinworth OF. Of Vickery. Why
shouldn't there have been one whom
you have not yet scented? Some one who
did not sleep under the roof last night?'
"He wouldn't have been likely to lose
his time jobbing at the window sash
from the inside"
"How do you know what his motives
might have been-maybe to put you on
the wrong track
What do you want me to believe ex-
actly?"
Il don't want you to believe any
thing just yet. l want you to concen-
trate your thoughts, having first Of all
viewed the matter from every side. Dis
miss that window hasp as a strong fac
tor. 1t was done from the inside. 1t
may have afforded an outlet to the thief
or b murderer. 1t never let him in. 1t
may have been done for the purpose of
putting all of us on the wrong scent-a
red herring. Perhaps I think more of
your original theory, with notifications,
than I admit. Perhaps 1 don't"
Il confess you have enveloped me in
q fog"
You'll emerge from it soon, never
fear. But let me proceed. Dom narrow
your view too much and don't spread it
over a lot of useless ground"
"All right, partner. I'll do my best
to follow your advice. But will you just
give a lame dog a bit of a lift over the
stile? What is your opinion, fair and
square,
BLESS you, like the knife grinder and
his grievances, I haven't got any. l
have a kind of feeling, though, that, as
children say, the money-this CT, 300
those 13 crisp Bank of England notes
for G1OO each-are warm.
"In the h~ouse?"
"In the house. And I mean to find
them"
"You surprise me. How does that fit
in with your views-so far as I can
gather what your views are?"
Il don't expect it to fit in with any
thing. I simply state it as a feeling of
mine. To your skeptical mind that is
just the same as a suspicion, but it
really isn't a suspicion. 1t is the work
ing Of some kind of sixth sense-not
fully developed which I have been
gradually acquiring. You look incredu-
lous, inspector, but surely if a thought
reader al read the number Of a hidden
bank note a thief catcher ought to be
able to develop ideas and scents concern
ed with stolen money"
perhaps so. But you are after taking
a lot of the pluck out of me-"
Don't be faint hearted so early in
the chase. By the way, who's going to
take charge here tonight?"
"264Y will be on the outside until 10
O'Clock"
"No objection to my sleeping here to-
night-in Steinworth's room, as he has
left it,"
"Not the slightest objection. Hello
there's a knock. Young, 1 expect
264Y,' taking out his watch.
LET us ask him his views"
Il don't suppose he would help us
much laughed the inspector. He'd
probably tell you the thing was done to
spite the police"
ou, am not ashamed TO learn WIS
dom from the mouths Of babes, ever of
babes i'll uniform. He is an earnest look
ing customer. Kind of man who would
rush straight at an object and not take
any heed Of side lights. But there goes
the knocker again. Suppose he is grow
ing impatient.
Inspector Briggs went into the hall,
relit the candle and opened the door.
The visitor was Constable Young, and be
was soon standing bareheaded in the
presence Of Detective Goringe. \
well, 264Y," said the gentleman
from the Yard. "You look hot"
80 l thought, sir" said Constable
Young, whose his began suddenly to fall
out OF gear when he was addressing his
superior officers. Been, 'ustling away
q crowd from these ere ratings outside.
Cant understand, sir, what attraction
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