The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1897-05-29

fence, and looked over towards the
trees near by. Il think" Mrs. WAL
tiers caught the sudden, sharp glance OF
Hendricks, and paused. II started to
say that it looks as If there were foot
prints over there" she said, pointing to
q spot where the yellow clay showed in
the short grass; "but may be mis-
taken"
Hendricks moved into her place, low
cred his height to hers, and gazed at tho
spot for moment. then he looked at
her sharply. "Your eyes are better
than mine, Mrs. Walters. can't make
out anything"
"You have the keenest eyesight in
America" said Capt. Welsh, with a
smile. 1--WE have all heard about your
experience with the Brooklyn blood
specks-"
"Now think see what Mrs. Walters
MEANS" Hendricks broke in, with
slight frown. 1T 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 gate near by, and
came round to him as he was on his
hands and knees. examining two deep
ly marked tracks in the yellow clay.
'Wore number ten," he said. "Had
any rain out here in the last two days?"
lie was looking up at Fred Walters.
II think not-none for a 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. II shall run over in the yard
and see if I 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 Us the
others approached.
ibid you expect to find it there?"
asked Mrs. Walters, with smile.
Hardly" he replied. II only wanted
to confirm my belief that it was not
there" 80
"Ah!" she said, and her eyes fell be-
fore his sharp glance. .D.-
IF 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 commune
cate with your men, .-....%
II want to nose around a little out
here" said Hendricks, lightly. "Where
does your gardener keep his tools?"
MIR. Roundtree called Robert, the
gardener, who. stood On the veranda
with the other servants, and he came to
him. ='a -
"Where do yol keep your tools?"
asked Hendricks-'.your hoes, rakes,
knives and such things?
I'm the little room in the conserve
tory, sir" Robert replied.
"Oh, in here" Hendricks entered the
conservatory and tried the door OF the
little room near the entrance.
1T is locked, SIR" said Robert, pro-
ducing bunch OF keys.
'It was not last night" said Hen
bricks, as he thrust the key into the
lock.
mo, 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
a heap of gardening implements on the
floor.
"You ought to hang up your water
ing pot" he remarked to the servant.
1T will rust the bottom to set it down
damp"
II usually do, sir" the man stam-
mered. II 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.
ut is the first time have left water
in it, sir" apologized Robert. II sup
pose was absent-minded yesterday"
$50 you have not used it to-day?"
'sNo, sir"
swell, that's ALL" said Hendricks,
turning to the mayor. 1T is very per-
picking case indeed"
"Shall I telephone my menu" asked
Capt. Welsh. Don't you think We
cug ht to take some steps to catch the
felow?"
"Not yet" replied Hendricks; and,
walking by Welsi1,' he nudged him
sharply with his elbow. "But we can
20 into the house out of the SUM-"
AS they started to the house Hem
bricks dropped back with Fred Wal
ters and his wife. but she went forward
and Joined her mother. When they
were in the hall Hendricks said:
"Where is your study, Mr.. Roundtree?
This room on the right?"
eyes" replied the mayor.
'Wcll, let's go in there q moment.
Ahi" he exclaimed, in q tone Of salts
faction, as they entered the room, ''you
have o typewriter. It 10 just what
want; must write letter at once
to my assistant in New York, I'd tell
him that I am detained here. But I
can't use this make Of machine. Who
uses it, Mr.. Roundtree? All, 1 see Mrs.
Walters does"
They all looked at Hendricks in won
der.
pray, how did you guess thatP"'
asked Mrs. Walters, q cold smile on her
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