Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1907-01-02

/, too. See there" and he pointed to the
! red marks about the wound. 'He
wasn't shot from the corner, that's
sure. Let's see what he's got in his
| pockets"
The examination was soon made.
There were only pipe. knife. pack
age Of cheap tobacco, handful OF
loose coins and an old pocketbook con-
tanning little roll Of newspaper clip
( pings and receipt for months rent
/ for suit fourteen made out to n.
| Thompson"
Thompson" repeated Simmonds,
"and a lot Of clippings. Can you read
/ French, Godfrey
| "a little" answered Godfrey modest
~. "Let me see." He took the clip
| pings and looked at the first one.
"'Suresnes, Sept 49, 1884," he read
haltingly. az have to report an event
| the most interesting which has just
happened here, and which proves again
the futility Of vows the most rigorous
to quiet the ardent desires Of the hui
man heart or to change the -
"Oh, WE'LL" interrupted Simmonds.
1--WE can't waste time reading any more
| Of that rot; 1t sounds like a French
novel. The coroner can wrestle with
| It if he thinks it's worth WHILE"
He replaced the clippings In the
purse, which he slipped back into the
| pocket from which he had taken it.
| "Now," he added, rising to his feet,
"we'd better get the girls story"
| ..Miss Croydon" he began abruptly.
! though perhaps in gentler voice than
he would have used toward the aver
age suspect, "were you in the room
| when this man was killed."
Eyes. sir"
"You know him?"
"Only slightly" she answered cool
! ", disregarding Godfreys stare Of
i amazement. Ills name, l think, was
Thompson"
"You had an engagement with him
here?"
Eyes, sir; on private matter which
cannot concern the police"
| Simmonds passed that over for the
moment.
.ewill you kindly tell us just what
happened?" he asked.
It drove here in cab" she said.
speaking rapidly. (which I told to wait
| for me. In the vestibule l met the
| janitor and asked to be conducted to
suit fourteen. He brought me up here
where Mr.-Mr. Thompson was wait
| ing. entered and closed the door.
/ We were talking together when the
i door Of the inner room opened and a
man came out Before realized what
he was doing he had raised bar OF
iron he held in his hand and struck
Mr.. Thompson upon the head. Then,
standing over him, he drew revolver
and fred one shot at him. had
/ shrunk away into the corner, but
thinking him madman, believing my
own life in danger, I drew my pocket
pistol and fred at him. Without even
glancing at me he opened the outer
door and disappeared. The janitor
rushed in moment later"
Ibid your shot hit him7" asked
Simmonds.
II don't know. think not. He
| showed no sign of being wounded"
Simmonds stood looking at her. Cod
frey turned to an examination Of the
opposite wall.
Miss Croydon's shot went Wild" he
said, curiously elated at this confirma-
/ ton of her story. "Heres the bullet"
and he pointed to 1t Embedded In the
Y woodwork Of the bedroom door.
Simmonds took look at it, then he
returned to the inquiry.
did you know this intruder" he
asked.
"No sir. I'd never before seen him."
she answered steadily.
"Will you describe him?"
She closed her eyes, seemingly in an
effort at recollection.
"He was short, heavy set man" she
said at last, with dark face and
dark mustache, which turned up at the
ends That Is all can remember"
"And dressed how?"
"In dark clothes. He wore SLOUGH
hat, think, drawn down over the eyes.
didn't see the face clearly"
The answer came without hesitation,
but it seemed to Godfrey that there
was in the voice an accent Of forced
sincerity.
what did he do with the bar OF
iron?" asked Simmonds.
"As soon as he struck the blow, ]
think he-he threw it down. remem.
Der hearing it falp'-
"Yes-here it is" said Godfrey tri.
umphantly, and fshed 1t out from I'm.
] der chair which stood near the wall.
"But see, Simmonds. It's not bar, it's
a pipe"
Simmonds examined 1t. It was an
ordinary piece Of iron piping about
fifteen inches in length.
"Her story seems to be straight" he
said In an undertone to Godfrey.
"What do you think about it,"
II think she's perfectly innocent OF
any crime" answered Godfrey, with
conviction. He had his doubts as ia
| the absolute straightness Of her story.
but he concluded to keep them to him
self.
"Well, there's nothing more to be
learned out here" remarked Sim
monds, after another glance around.
MSunnoso We take a lO0k at the other