The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1900-06-21

LID Dloou ls vi tht tcltpnone re-
ceiver," observed Sturgis, quietly.
'Blood!" exclaimed Dunlap; "why,
with the carnage that you have i'm
agined here, there should be oceans of
blood. Here is man. running around
with a wounded hand, who leaves a
few drops of blood on the telephone
receiver, and nowhere else. And here
is another man, shot through the
lungs-excuse me, through the upper
lobe of the left lung--who does not
bleed at all. And where is he now ?
Such a wound as you have given him
must, take it, be fatal, or, at any
rate, serious. Yet here is a dead OF,
at least, dying man, calmly walking
off as if--as if the curtain had fallen
at the end of your drama, and the
corpse had hurried off to his dress
ing-room."
"You have forgotten something
else suggested the reporter, smiling.
Dunlap looked at him questioningly.
"ies; you have forgotten the pistol
replaced in the drawer after Arbogast
was shot, and the doors of the bank
carefully locked"
TRUE. No, my dear sir; your elab-
crate theory will not bear an instant's
calm examination"
'"And yet" rejoined Sturgis, "my con-
illusions, as far as they go, are abso-
lutely correct. Every objection which
you raise is plausible enough when
considered by itself; but we have not
to deal with lot of isolated facts,
but with series of connected events,
each of which depends upon and sup
ports all the others. Let me finish my
story, and think you will then be
prepared to admit that what seems
to you now flight of fancy on my
part, is nothing but sober exposition
of plain, unvarnished facts"
Dunlap, with a deprecating gesture,
settled back into his chair once more.
I'VE left Arbogast shot through the
left lung-fatally wounded, as you
have just remarked. He probably fell
like log; while Chatham, weak from
shock, leaned against the door jamb
yonder. He had probably stanched his
wound with his free hand as he ran;
! have been unable to find any trace
of blood between the telephone and
this spot. On the door jamb, however,
the blood left stain which has not
been completely wiped out and which
enabled me to Judge of Chatham's
height. X was the only one of the
trio who knew what he was about at
this time. ] have a genuine admira-
ton for 'X;' he must be man of mar
velous nerve. Instead of flying panic
stricken from the scene, as any Or
binary criminal would have done, be
calmly proceeded to protect his retreat
and to Systematically cover his trail.
His first step was to lock the Wall
street gate and the inside door. Quin-
Ian had doubtless pulled the outer
door to as he ran away, so that *
probably thought this also locked. He
then, with Chatham's assistance,
helped Arbogast, who was not yet
dead, and who perhaps by this time,
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