The Red Cloud chief., 1905-11-24
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The jury filed slowly out, and |
watched them anTiouSly. In face of
the coronHr'S Instructions, they cllld
bring In but one verdict, yet I knew
from experience that Il jury Is ever an
unknown quantity, often producing the
most unexpected results.
The district attorney came down
from his seat and shook hands with
both of us.
THAT was a great stroke!" he said.
with frank admiration. whatever
made you suspectT'
MIR. Royce handed him the note for
answer. He read 1t through and stared
back at us In establishment.
why" he began, "who wrote this ?"
That's the note that was delivered
TO us. awhile ago" answered Mr.. Royce.
You know as much about 1t as we do.
But 1t seems to me a pretty important
piece Of evidence. l turn IL over to
you"
Important" cried Singleton. 81
should say so! Why, gentlemen and
his eyes were cleaning, this was writ
ten either by an a%ccomplice or by the
oma herself!'
My chief nodded.
Precisely" he said. I'D get on the
track Of the writer without delay"
Singleton turned and whispered n
few words to n clerk, who hurried
from the room. Then he motioned to
two smooth faced, well built men who
sat near by, spoke n word to the coro.
ner and retired with them into the lat.
ter's private office. The reporters
crowded about us with congratulations
and questions. They scented a mys.
terry. What was the matter with Sin.
gleton? What was the new piece Of
evidence? Was it the note? What
was in the note?
Mr.. Royce smiled.
Gentlemen" he said, 81 trust that
my connection with this affair will end
In a very few minutes. For any, fur.
Their information l must refer you to
the district attorney. The case Is In his
hands,
But those men he had summoned into
his Office were Karle and Johnson, the
clevereSt detectives on the force. What
did he want with them? Mr.. Royce
merely shrugged his shoulders, where
at the reporters deserted him and
massed themselves before the door into
the coroner's room. 1t opened in a mo-
ment, and the two detectives came ur.
rying out. They looked neither to the
right % left, but shouldered their way
cruelty through the crowd, paying not
the slightest attention to the questions
showered upon them. Then the dis
trict attorney came out and took in the
situation at a glance.
Gentlemen" he said, raising his
voice, Il can answer no questions. /
must request you to resume your seats
or l shall ask the coroner to clear the
room"
They knew that he meant what he
said, so they went back to their chairs
chagrined, Disguised, biting their nails
striving vainly to work out a solution
to the puzzle. 1t was the %coroner's
clerk who created Il diversion.
'The jury is ready to report, sir" he
announced.
Very well: bring them out" And
the jurymen filed slowly back to theii
seats. l gazed ut each face and cursed
the ineXpressiveness of the human
co%untenance.
Have you arrived mt n verdict, gen
tlemenT" asked the coroner.
I'VE have. sir answered II of then
and handed n paper to the clerk.
us this your verdict, gentlemen
asked the coroner. "Do you all concur
in it,"
They answered in the affirmative al
their names were called.
The clerk will read the verdict
said Goldberg.
julius stood up and cleared his throat
"We, the jury" he read, 'impanelet
In the case of Hiram w. Holiday, de
ceased, do find that he came to hi
death from a stab wound in the neck
inflicted by a penknife In the hands o.
Il person or persons unknown"
CHAPTER V.