Daily camera., 1897-07-20


trees near by. 81 think" Mrs. Wal
ters caught the sudden, sharp glance of
! Hendricks, and paused. Il started to
say that it looks as If there were foot
prints over there" she said, pointing to
a spot where the yellow clay showed in
the short grass; "but l may be mis-
taken"
Hendricks moved into her place, low
cred his height to hers, and gazed at the
spot for moment, then he looked at
her sharply. "Your eyes are better
than mine, Mrs Walters. l can't make
out anything"
"You have the keenest eyesight in
America" said Capt. Welsh, with Il
smile. 1--WE have all heard about your
experience with the Brooklyn blood
specks-" ....
"Now think l see what Mrs. Walters
MEANS" Hendricks broke in, with a
slight frown. ut is easy to see what
we know exists" He put his hands on
the rail of the fence, and, with the grace
and ease of an acrobat, sprang over the
sharp-pointed palings. The others
passed through a gate near by, and
hands and knees, examining two deep
ly marked tracks in the yellow clay.
'Wore a number ten" he said. Had
any rain out here in the last two days?"
He was looking up at Fred Walters.
81 think not-none for week. re-
piled Walters. looking inquiringly
round the group.
Hendricks said nothing, but, mo-
| tioning them to stand out of the way,
he stood behind the footmarks and,
with half-closed eyes, steadily sighted
at the umbrella he had stuck in the
earth, slowly moving from side to side
and up and down.
"That's all we can do here" he said
finally. 81 shall run over in the yard
and see if l can see anything of the
bullet" Again he vaulted over the
fence, walked hurriedly across the
grass, passed his umbrella, and began
TO examine the plastered wall of the
conservatory beyond. He did not turn
his head or make any remark as the
others approached.
Did you expect to find it .there?"
asked Mrs. Walters, with smile.
Hardly" he replied. 81 only wanted
to confirm my belief that it was not
| there
"Ah!" she said, and her eyes fell be-
fore his sharp glance.
eff you are through we will go in out
of the SUM-" said The mayor, trace of
impatience in his tone. You may use
my telephone if you want to communi-
cate with your men,
'I want to nose around little out
here" said Hendricks, lightly. Where
does your gardener keep his tools?"
Mr.. Roundtree called Robert, the
gardener, who stood On the veranda
with the other servants, and he came to
him.
"Where do yon keep your tools?'
asked Hendricks-''your hoes, rakes,
knives and such things?"
| "In the little room in the conserva-
tory, sir" Robert replied.
"Oh, in here" Hendricks entered the
conservatory and tried the door of the
! little room near the entrance.
+! "It is locked, SIR" said Robert, pro-
ducing bunch of keys.
"It was not last night" said Hem
bricks, as he thrust the key into the
| lock.
"No, sir, forgot it last night" And
| Robert looked at the detective super
stitiously.
mo harm DONE" replied Hendricks.
He opened the door and glanced at
heap of gardening implements on the
floor.
"You ought to hang up your water
ing pot he remarked to the servant
''It will rust the bottom to set it down
damp"
81 usually do, SIR" the man stam-
mered. Il thought did the last time" :"
The detective picked up the water
ing pot and emptied about quart of
water on the ground. You ought to
have given that to your thirsty plants, >
he said.
''It is the first time have left water
in it, SIR" apologized Robert. Il sup
pose was absent minded yesterday"
so you have not used it to-day%
"No, sir"
well, that's ALL said Hendricks,
turning to the mayor. ut is very per
picking case indeed"
"Shall 1 telephone my men?" asked
Capt. Welsh. Don't you think we
ought to take some steps to catch the
fellow?"
Not yet" replied Hendricks; and,
walking by Welsh, he nudged him
sharply with his elbow. But we can
go into the house out of the sum-"
As they started to the house Hen
bricks dropped back with Fred Wal
ters and his wife, but she went forward
and Joined her mother. When they
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