Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1907-01-03

In scrapbook. lie spent all his lei
sure time that way. Oh, yes; l remem-
Der, too, he tried to escape, but his
pal went back on him and left him lay
In out yonder by the wall. His pal
was bad one, he was; he got away
and I've often wondered what become
of him. Here he is"
He swung open another compart-
ment, and I found myself staring Mt
Tremaine!
Not until | was quite near New York
did l recover sufficiently from the
effects of this discovery to heed the
cry of the train boy as he went through
the coaches with the evening papers.
"All about tn Edgemere murder"
he was crying, and the name caught
my ear.
"Edgcmcre," I repeated to myself
"Edgcmcre. I've heard that name
somewhere"
Then in fash remembered, and in
a moment more the whole story of the
tragedy Of the night before--thc muir
der of Graham and tho theft of Mrs
With what intensity of interest | read
1t can be easily imagined. l was
shaken, nervous. horror stricken. That
there was some connection between
this second tragedy and the one in
suit fourteen | did not doubt and I
read and reread the details with the
greatest care, IN the effort to find
where that connection lay.
But it was impossible to see how
Tremaine could be implicated In the
Edgcmcre mystery even in the least
dcgrce-his alibi was perfect. On the
other hand, the evidence against young
Drysdale seemed complete in every
link Certainly none of the papers
doubted bis guilt, and they handled his
past career and his family history with
a minuteness and freedom which must
have been most trying to his friends.
Coroner Heffcbower came in for tho
lions share Of rraiSe-every one agreed
that he had conducted The case With
rare Skill and aCumen. Of course the
Record had his photograph as well as
those Of his wife and six children, and
him struttiug back and forth in his
saloon. inflated with pride and listening
approvingly to the constant ringing
Of the cash register. It's an i'll wind
but certainly there was no denying
that he had handled the case adroitly.
Drysdale, 1t appeared, had been lodg-
ed in the Jail ut Babylon and stead
tasty refused to make any statement
or to explain his absence from the
house. No reporters had been admit
ted to Edgcmere though that fact did
not prevent two or three of them from
writing minute descriptions Of the con
dltion of affairs there and publishing
interviews with the members of the
family. Marvellous accounts were Civ
en- Of the exquisite beauty and i'm
mense value of the missing necklace
and the Record published a drawing
of it from description by Tiffany"
We pulled into the station, and
took car down to my rooms, turning
this latest enigma over and over in
my mind, looking at it from every an
gle. trying in vain to discover some
fact that would implicate Tremaine
At my door l paused moment Then
1 crossed the hall and knocked at Ire
maine's door. Perhaps Cecily had for
given me, and in an evenings talk
ought surely to he able to find out
something more.
But it was not Cecily. 1t was IRE
maine himself who opened to me-
$40
hand outstretched, "how are you? |
wanted 70 see you. I've been listening
for your step. You must join us here
this evening"
Il shall be glad to-" l said return
Ing his clasp. ali my suspicious melt
ing away, reduced to absurdity Mt sight
Of him. But why SO particularly this
EVENING""
Because we've planned little cele.
bration. Cccily is going away
"Gohg away"
"Yes-back to st. Pierre to get my
house in order. But I'll tell you at din
ner. It's to be served here in an hour
You will come"
"Ccrtainly | WILL" assured him and
FASTENED over to my room to dress.
He was awaiting me when | knock
ed an hour later. \ table had been set
with three places.
Come in" he said Dinner will be
here directly. | thought it safer 10
have the celebration here because
well" and he nodded significantly to-
ward the inner ROOM