Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-10-20

this Absecon murder will be all in the papers
tomorrow or Thursday"
"Murder!" Mrs Deamar's voice sounded
somewhat shocked. "Why do you call it
murder"
ooh, the District Attorney would not take
it up otherwise. know little about these
matters. My husband used to be connected
with the department..
"But, if | recall the incident correctly
there was an inquest, think,-the poor man
was supposed to have died from heart dis
ease when sailing his yacht"
"You mark my words there is more in it
than can be seen; though, for the life of me,
| cannot imagine why that queer little man
gave his friend such a lecture about it, and
before us too"
al am going to Atlantic City-they men,
toned that place, didn't they?"
"AbsecOn, wasn't it?
ayes, perhaps it was. But the inquest
was held at Atlantic City, l fancy"
$50 it was"
"Well" and Mrs. Delamar languidly re-
opened her writing case, "as | shall have
plenty of time to read the papers while in a
chair on the Board Walk, may hear more
of it."
The other woman was we'll acquainted
with Atlantic City, and was half inclined to
put leading questions; but, being a well
bred person, refrained, and the opportunity
passed.
X/HEN the detectives were making for
Forbes locality Steingall saw Waiver
ton sitting dejectedly in an intervening car.
With him was respectable looking person
with an inch of dark whisker beneath each
ear.
Clancy grinned He, of course, had dis
covered Waverton's presence during his ear
her transit.
"A nice bunch of sleuths we are." growled
Steingall when they were out of earShOt.
"Here is our bird in this train, and we never
flushed himl"
"Name of good little gray man. smirke1
Clancy. "What lark if he had come into
our car and Mrs. Delamar's! But I'm
mighty glad he didn't
Il should like to know just why you say
that" muttered Steingall.
Because he is under suspicion, and he is
such real good fellow. Makes you feel sort
of ashamed of yourself for regarding him as
a villain. Is that how it strikes you, Stein
gall?"
al am not quite sure yet that he is vii
lain, said the chief inspector. "The Wa
verton case has taken on a few peculiar kinks
during the last fortnight, and it may have a
twist or two left in it..
"Yet, if Waverton is Scott, he has COM
mitted offenses enough already to keep him
in Sing Sing for the rest of his natural life.
Queer how we sympathize with him. All,
here is FOrbes!'
Mrs Delamar might have seen Waverton
either at New York or on arriving at At
lantic City; but she gave no sign of the
knowledge, if she possessed it. She was
driven to one of the large hotels. found a
telegram awaiting her there, went to her
ROOM dressed, and dined; then, donning a
hat and cloak, she telephoned to the police
station, and went out.
HENCE it happened that a small conclave
= 1 of officialdom at another hotel was in
terrupted by waiter.
"Mr. Steingall?" he inquired.
EYES," said Steingall.
LADY to see you, Sir"
"Ah!" He exchanged glances with Clancy.
"Towonrs cherches la femme!" laughed the
latter.
"This time the femme is cherekesing me.
You come too"
"Who is it," demanded Forbes, realizing
from the manner of the two men that the
call was on business.
"Mrs. Delamar, for a ive-spot." said
Steingall.