The Bon Homme County independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1904-1913, 1910-03-17
CHAPTER III--(Continued)

down a column of figures on the pape
before aim.
II am inclined to fancy there is-a
man named Connor. who used to be a
crOupier or something to old Reale.'
He frowned at the paper, and pick
ing up a pencil from the desk, made a
rapid little calculation. Seven stone
H." he muttered.
The commissioner tapped the table
impatiently. He had sunk into a seat
opposite Angel.
my dear man, who Is old Reale? You
forget that you are our tame foreign
specialist. Lord, Angel. IL you heard
half the horrid things that people say
about your appointment you would ole
Of shame!"
. Angel pushed aside the papers with
q lille laugh. -.
I'm beyond shame he said light
heartedly; land, besides, I've heard.
You were asking about Reale. Reale Is
q character. For twenty years a pro-
prietor of one of the most delightful
gambling plants in Egypt, Rome-good-
ness knows where. Educatlon-none.
Hobbies-invention. That's the bee In
his bonnet'-invention. If he's got an
other. 1t is the common or garden puz.
xle. Pigs in clover, missing words, all
the fake competitions that cheap little
papers run-he goes in for them all.
Lives at 43 Terrington Square
'Where?" The commissioners eye
brows rose. "Reale? 43 Terrington
Square? Why, of course" He looked
at Angel queerly. you know all about
Reale?"
Angel shrugged his shoulders.
"As much as anybody knows" he
The commissioner nodded.
"Well, AXE a cab and get down 81
once to AZ Terrington Square. Your old
Reale was murdered last night"
1t was peculiar of Angel Esquire that
nothing surprised him. He received the
mOet tremendous tidings with polite In
terest, and now he merely said, Dear
met Later, as a swift hanson carried
him along Whitehall he permitted him.
self to be blessed"
Outside No. AZ Terrington Square a
small crowd of morbid sightseers stood
in gloomy anticipation Of some grue-
some experience or other. A policeman
admitted him, and the local inspector
stopped in his interrogation Of a white
faced butler to bid him a curt Good
morning"
Angels preliminary inspection did
not take any time. He saw the bodies,
which had not yet been nov He
examined the pockets of both men, n
ran his eye through the scattered pap
ers on the floor of the room in which
the tragedy had occurred. Then he
came BAG to the big drawing room and
saw the inspector. who was sitting at
q table writing his report.
1.-THE chap on the top floor committed
the murder. Of course" said Angel.
IT know that" said Inspector Boyden
brusquely.
And was e~lectrocuted by a current
passing through the handle Of the
SAFE,
Il gathered that" the inspector re-
piled as before, and went on with his
work.
'The murderer's name Is Massey"
continued Angel patiently-"George
Charles Massey"
The inspector turned in his seat with
Q sarcastic smile.
II also" he said pointedly, have
seen the envelopes addressed in that
name. which were found In his pocket"
Angels face was preternaturally
solemn as he continued
THE third man I am not so sure
about"
The Inspector looked up suspicious
~.
Third man-which third man?"
Well-simulated establishment sent
Angels eyebrows to the shape of In
verified vs.
There was another man in 1t. Didn't
you know that, Mr.. Inspector"
Il have found no evidence Of the
presence Of a third party" he said
stiffly: but I have not yet concluded
my Investigations"
Good" said Angel cheerfully.
when you have. you will find the ends
Of three cigarets-two in the room
where the old man was killed. and one
in the safe room. They are marked
al Kam,' and are a fairly expensive
variety Of Egyptian cigarets. Massey
smoked cigars; old Reale did not smoke
at oil Tho nInEfiOn iCo-hA xunnf
on speaking aloud to himself, and
ignoring the perplexed police official
was 1t Conner or was it jimmy"
The inspector struggled with a desire
to satisfy his curiosity at the expense
of his dignity, and resolved to maintain
an attitude of superior incredulity. He
turned back to his work.
1T would be jolly difficult to impli-
cate either of them" Angel went on
effectively, addressing the back of the
Inspector. They would produce fifty
unimpeachable alibis, and bring an
action for wrongful arrest in addition"
he added artfully.
They can't do that" said the in
spector gruffly.
Cant they?" asked the innocent
Angel. We'll, at any rate, it's not adj
visablc to arrest them. Jimmy
would"
Inspector Boyden swung round in his
chair.
'1don't know whether you're pulling
m Leg Mr.. Angel. You are perhaps
unused to the procedure in criminal
cases in London, and 1 must now in
form o that at present I am In charge
Of the case, and must request that If
you have any information bearing upon
this crime to give it to me at once"
With all the pleasure in life," said
Angel heartily. I'm the first place,
Jimmy"
FFull name please" The inspector
dipped his pen in ink.
Haven't the slightest idea" said the
other carelessly. Everybody knows
Jimmy. He was old Reale's most sue
cessful decoy duck. Had the presence
and the plumage and looked alive, sc
that all the other little ducks used tt
come flying down and settle about him
and long before they could discover
that he beautiful bird that attracted
them was only painted wood and feath-
ers.' Bang! bang went old Reale's
double barrel, and roast duck was or
the menu for days on end"
Inspector Boyden threw down his per
with a grunt.
Tn afraid" he said i'm despair, that
! cannot include your parable in my re.
port. When you have definite informa.
ton to give, l shall be pleased to re.
ceive It,"
Later, at Scotland Yard. Angel in.
terviewed the commissioners.
What sort of q man is Boyden t.