Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1906-12-03

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sullen displeasure.
That wouldn't save him. he said
Things look black against him"
I care not how black they look, )"
responded the squire. L know that
Faradeane is Incapable of such a
crime"
AS he spoke the door opened.
"A gentleman wishes to see you,
sir" said the butler; and as the
squire made a motion of assent, a
short, commonplace-looking man,
dressed like well-to-do farmer, en-
tered,
"Good-evening, SIR he said, quietly
and respectfully. My name is Mean
drew, detective, from Scotland Yard
I've got charge of this case"
The squire waved him to seat anG
leaned back YEARLY.
why do you wish to see me?" he
asked
Yes, we know nothing about it, !"
said BARLEY Bradstone.
The detective looked at him as if he
had not noticed the presence o. a
third person, and bowed.
Certainly not, sir; but l called to
pay my respects and to ask a few
questions You've heard how the ver-
dict of the coroners inquest has gone,
sir?" addressing the squire
yes
well, sir, don't attach too much
weight to coroner's verdicts; but this
seems reasonable enough. There's
the fact of the prisoners presence n
the scene, and the revolver with bis
name engraved on it being found near
the BODY
That's very bad" remarked BARLEY
Bradstone.
Eyes, sir, very bad, as you say as
sented Mr.. McAndrew; "but I'm not
quite satisfied yet. I've seen the pris-
oner, and watched him through the in
quest. And-I've had a good deal of
experience, Mr.. Vanley-he doesn't
look guilty"
HE is not guilty." said the squire,
earnestly.
He's a friend of yours, sir?"
"He is" assented the squire, ga very
dear friend. .
BARLEY Bradstone shot a glance of
jealousy at the sad, worn face.
Gust so, sir; then you can tell me
something about his-who he is and
SO on"
The squire passed his hand across
his brow
"I-I'm afraid l cannot he replied
II know nothing about Mr. Faradeane
excepting that he came here, to a cot
tage called The Dell, a few months
ago"
when, sir?"
I'm May; and that he is distinctly a
gentleman and incapable of the crime
laid to his charge"
That's it, sir" exclaimed the de-
tective; 'iMr. Faradeane is a gentleman,
as you say, and I've never in all my
experience known real, genuine
gentleman to commit a crime of this
kind In the heat of the moment-in
sudden fit of jealousy, for instance
gentleman might do it. But this
was premeditated"
'How do you know that?" said Bart
ley Bradstone, sharply.
The detective looked at him calmly
and thoughtfully.
Because the man who shot this
woman went to meet her fully intend
ing to shoot her" he said, quietly.
What 1 want to get at is this gen
tleman's, Mr. Faradeane's, motive for
getting rid Of the woman. That's
what want to find out
do you know the woman? Have
you identified herr"
1t was BARLEY Bradstone who asked
the question, and he did so with af-
fected Indifference, as if he we're
merely asking from curiosity.
The detective shook his head.
Not had time yet, sir; but I shall
know all about her directly"
At this tone of confidence BARLEY
Bradstone shifted in his seat.
What does Mr.. Faradeane say?"
he asked
Surely he has explained his pres
ence on the spot, and the revolver?'
said the squire.
Mr.. McAndrew shook his head.
That's the queer part of it, SIR he
said 1--we seen Mr.. Faradeane be-
fore and after the inquest, and he de-
clines to say word Now, if he
had been the man he'd have been full
of explanations; do you follow me,
sir?"
Perfectly" responded the squire,
with sigh.
They always are They can ac-
count for everything; but Mr.. Fara-
deane don't seem to take the trouble
to explain. That strikes me as being
peculiar"
Perhaps he can't explain" said
BARLEY Bradstone his eyes fixed on
the carpet.
The detective looked from him to
the squire, and then out of the win
dow abstractedly.
eff he can't, then"
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