The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1906-11-22

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the others on the coat; the shred of
cloth was of the same color and ma
terial us the remainder of the garment.
1t was proof there could be no dis
! putting.
Let us go up to TIC house and have
talk with Mr.. Drysdalc," said the
coroner
They followed him in silence from
the boathouse and up the broad gravel
; path.
"Shall have Drysdaie called
DOWN. asked Delroy as they stepped
| inside.
NO" said the coroner; I'D prefer
to see him in his ROOM"
Very well,'' the other acquiesced,
and led the way through the still
deserted hall and up the stair.
At the top, Tremaine turned to the
coroner.
IF you don't mind,' lie said, "I'll
go on to my ROOM I'm feeling pretty
/ well used up"
The others went on to the next door.
Delroy knocked.
who's there!" queried Drysdale's
voice.
"Open up, Jack" called Delroy.
We've got to see you on some rather
| important business"
| Important business!w Drysdale re-
peated, and they heard him cross the
room. Then the door was flung open.
Come in-why, what the deuce is all
this about. Dickie?'
Come in and shut the door, Jack"
replied Delroy quietly. This gentle
man is Coroner Heffelbower of Baby
Ion. He wishes to ask you a few
| questions"
Drysdale answered with stare Of
amazement, but he stood aside and let
them pass into the room.
Il was packing DicSie,' he said.
1--we got to go back to New York
today, to look after some investments.
I'd like - stay, old man, but l really
can't
Something in the faces of his audi
| tors stopped him, and he changed color.
Sit down, Mr.. Drysdale," said the
coroner solemnly. himself taking chair.
"Our business may take some little
time. You own a revolver. 1 believe"
YES" said Jack. 81 Smith 4 Yves.
son. 1 was just looking for it. When
| opened my trunk just now | missed
it,"
"!Iow long has it been since you
saw it?''
II can't say-two or three days, per-
haps.'
did you have your revolver last
night?''
NO; l haven't seen it for day or
two, tell YOU
''Iss tbs your revolver" asked the
coroner, producing the weapon.
Drysdale took it and looked at ii
with an air of establishment.
why. yes he said. Where did
you get it?'
Md ISIS It's your raincoat?"
'ies: but what
You wore it when you went out last
ni2hty
Yes; but l insist
Mr. Drysdale," asked the coroner
stcrnly. for what purpose did you g
out last night. and where did you GOT
Drysdale sprang to his feet, his face
red with anger.
Why. you internal busybody." he
cried. Its none Of your business"
Ell you refuse to answer?"
II most certainly do. and l think
you'd better go back to Babylon
II shall go back in due time. Mr.
Drysaale.' retorted the coroner in q
cool voice, holding up his hand. Per
haps YOU have as yet not heard OF tie
murder committed here last night and
of tie robbery which accompanied it?"
Drysdde paled suddenly; his hands
were trembling.
MURDER" he repeated blanSly
Robbery"
Precisely Graham. tie gardener
was murdered last night and Mrs. Del
royS pearl necklace stolen. You were
tie only person who left tie house YOU
revolver WAS found beside him. WIS
button. torn from your coat. was found
in his hand. l hope you will now per
ceivc tie wisdom of giving us tctailed
account of your movements while you
were away from tie house"
Drysdale had listened with grow
ing pallor. When the coroner had fin
ished he was fairly liyid, and he passed
his hand helplessly before his eyes
But be did not speak
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