The Lake County times. [volume] (Hammond, Ind.) 1906-1933, 1907-09-30


policeman leaped into the shop and
saluted when he saw his superior.
BY this time the gas had been lighted.
"We've broken down the back door,
sir" said he, "the cellar door-it was
locked but not bolted. Nothing in the
cellar, everything In order, but that
wire" he pointed to the means used
for strangling, "dangled from the cell
ing and crosspiece of wood is bound
to the lower end"
"WhO does the shop belong tor
aaron Norman" said the policeman
whose beat it was. Hes a second
hand bookseller, a quiet, harmless,
timid sort of man"
amy one about"
mo, sir. 1 passed down Gwynne
street at about a quarter past 10 and
all seemed safe. When / come back
later-it might have been twenty min
utes and more, say twenty saw
the woman who was down here cling
ing to a window on the first floor
and shouting murder. / gave the sum
mons, sir, and we broke open the
door"
Inspector Prince questioned not only
the Gwynne street policeman, who had
given his report, but all others who
had been in the vicinity. But they
could tell him nothing No one sus-
picious had been seen leaving Gwynnc
street north or south, so, finding he
could learn nothing in this direction,
Prince turned his attention to the serv-
ant. "Now, then. what do you know? p
he asked. Don't say anything likely
to incrlminate yourself"
Mel" shouted Deborah, bouncing up
with a fiery face. Don't you be TAX
ing away my character. Why, l know
no more who have done it than a babe
unborn. and that's stupid enough.
'opes, Mr. Policeman. Ho, indeed
And we pays our taxes to be insulted
by you, Mr.. Policeman She was very
aggravating, and many a man would
have lost his temper But Inspector
Prince was a quiet and self controlled
officer and knew how to deal with this
violent class of women. He simply
waited till Deborah had exhausted her
self and then gently asked her n few
questions. Finding he was reasonable,
Deborah became reasonable on her
part and replied with great intelligence
In a few minutes the inspector by
handling her deity, learned all that
had taken place on that terrible night
from the time Sylvia had started up
in bed at the sound of that far distant
cry of a soul in agony. And that
from what Miss Sylvia says" ended
Deborah, twas just before the church
clock struck the hour of 70"
'You came down u quarter of al
hour later?'
Il did when Miss Sylvia woke me,
said Deborah "She was frightened
out of her seven senses and couldn't
get up at once Yes. it was about
twenty minutes after the hour we
come down to see-lt" And the woman
strong nerved as she was, shuddered.
"Humph!" said the inspector. '.ThS
assassin had time to escape!'
Begging your pardon, sir, them o.
him or her or 1t as murdered master
was below in the cellar when we saw
the corp-not that it was what you'C
call corp then"
"Win you say precisely what yol
mean?"
Deborah did so and with such wealth
of detail that even the hardened in
spector felt the creeps down his ofn
cial back. There was something ter
ribly merciless about this crime. TIL
man had been bound like a sheep 70
the slaughter. his mouth had beef
sealed with the brooch SO that he coul'
not cry out. and then, in the sight o
his child and servant, he had been slow
~ strangled by means of the cope
wire which communicated with the ce
lar One of the policemen brought II
an auger which evidently had bee
used to bore the hole for the wire t
pass through, for the fresh sawdus
was still in its whorls Who doe
this belong to-" Prince asked Deborah
ITS Bart's," said Deborah. staring
@'He was using it. along with other tools
to make some deal boxes for master
who was going away. expect it wa
found in the cellar in the tool box. fo
Bart allays brought it in tidylike afte
he'd done his work in the yard weatl
er being fine, of course" ended DE-
borah. shifting.
"Where is this Bart?"
I'm bed. like a decent man. If he's
be my husband. which he is sal
Miss Junk tartly 4 told one Of theI
idle hobbies to so and fetch him froi
Bloomsbury"
lone has gone" said another police
man. Bart Tawsey, isn't he?"
mir. Bartholomew Tawsey, II 70
please" said the servant grandly.
only hope he'll be here soon TO prote'
me-"
You're quite safe" said Prince DR.,
ly, whereat there was smile on Il
faces of his underlings. for Deborah
her dlsordered dress and with her swo
len, flushed, excited face was NJ
comely But what about this brooC
you say is the cause of it alp
Deborah dropped, with an air of f