Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1897-05-23

from the slightest clues. He pictured
Inspector Buriey as a second Lecoq.
His experience of the country police
had been Of the slightest, otherwise he
might have had greater faith in their
powers Of discrimination. Like many
others, he had the ideaJ that only from
the very headquarters Of his country's
guardians could he get any real assist
ance.
S. The night dragged slowly past. At
seven o'clock the attentive Parkinson
brought in hot coffee and with his own
hands replenished the fire. But, en-
crossed in his thoughts, Sir Wilfred did
not notice his entrance, and the coffee
cooled untasted.
Unable to remain inactive any longer,
Sir Wilfrei personally awaited the ar
rival of Inspector Burley at Odswinton
Station. The news of the murder had
spread, and the railway officials and the
one or two travellers by the morning eX-
press looked with painful interest at the
tall figure standing alOOf in the chill
morning air.
The signal fell with clatter, the
porter changed a noisy bell, the London
express rushed painting into the sta
ton. and stood a moment, its engine
snOrting energeJically, as though I'M
easy TO be of again.
From a smoking carriage alighted q
tall. stout man. with an air of import
ance and Of conscious superiority over
his fellows. The stiff contour Of his
back. and a certain ponderous method
of lifting his feet, suggested that at
one time he might have adorned the
police force. 1t was Mr.. Inspector Bur-
ley. Of Scotland Yard.
Introducing himself, Sir Wilfred
seized him eagerly, as though in an
agony Of impatience to learn his verdict,
and hurried him out to where an open
carriage was in waiting. The station
master in persOn-not the usual subOr-
dinate-collected the inspectors ticket,
and saw them into the carriage with an
cir Of respectful sOlicitude.
Il am glad you got my telegram
early enough said Sir Wilfred.
Il was woke up just in time to catch
the train and 'ad rush, can tell you,
sir"
Here is a flask of sherry, and some
sandwiches You Will be the better for
them after your journey. and | can give
you all the details as we go alOng
Mr. Burloy stolidly munched and sip
ped as the carriage bore them swiftly
through the little village Of Ashbury,
ana past the MaisOnetto gates towards
the scene of the murder. while his COM
panion related how on his way from the
station to Welland Court at midnight
on the previous day Sir Jasper had been
mystericusly butchered.
WAS it on this road?" asked the in
spector suddenly, his mouth full.
'Yes-at least. on road leading off
the highway direct to the gates of Wei
land Court
Then the road will have all been
trodden over by this time, and there
won't be no hopes of finding out any
thing said the detective in an injured
tone
oh. no: YOU will find everything just
as il was when the murder wascommit-
ted. No one has set foot on the road.
( When my uncle's body had been car
ried into the house l had the outdoor
man living near the Court reused. and
stationed to watch the upper end of
the road and two TO guard the lower.
Even those men reached the road by
field paths. TO avoid leaving a single
footprint on the route the carriage had
traversed."
Good" calculated the detective ap-
provingly. But about this here car
riage-wouldn't the wheels mark the
ground rs you came DOWN."
No; there is q second entrance to
Welland Court from the north Going
to the station that way one has 10 drive
through the town of Odswinton. My
uncle preferred this road as being the
most secluded. Both are much the
same distance from the railway; l used
the other this morning. We Will ap-