The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1912-12-19

l would win out. That's the secret.
old chap. of my success. Of every
body's success. Don't tackle things
you can't do. then you never fail"
Davis refusal was q greater blow to
me than l cared to admit. Louise and
in our final conference the night BE-
fore had decided that there were three
steps that would take US far into the
light
First. was to try at once to find
Hugh Crandall. was to ask him to
explain the rupture with Katharine,
the attitude of General Parrish toward
him. his knowledge Of the yellow let
ter, and why he had called Katharine
on the telephone the afternoon before
Second. failing to find Crandall,
was to make some pretext for visiting
his rooms. His sudden departure and
his cautioning the janitor to admit no
one had suspicious look While
neither Louise nor I had discussed
what might be there to explain the
mystery, was thinking that in all
probability would find bundle OF
letters from Katharine. some of which
might furnish a clue.
Third, was to ask Inspector Davis
to help me trace the yellow letter
l had anticipated little difficulty in
ascertaining Crandall's whereabouts
A broker of standing does not vanish
overnight without informing his bust
ness partners. Before coming to the
inspector had telephoned to Gran.
dall's office. Great was my amusement
to learn from one Of his partners that
they were as much puzzled as l over
his sudden going away. They had
merely received a telegram saying
that he had been called out Of town
Unexpectedly and did not know when
he would return. The telegram had
been sent from an office near his rooms
the night before. There was no bust
ness affair that would take him away,
SO they supposed that 1t was some
urgent personal matter.
While l chatted for a moment with
Davis oyer our boyhood days was
thinking what step should take next
The problems Of learning Crandull's 8
whereabouts and gaining access to his
rooms did not seem so simple AZ they
had the night before. A clerk entered
with card for Davis, and I rose to
go.
Don't go yet" he said. Its only a
man from police headquarters. His
errand will probably take only 4 min,
ute"
AS | resumed my seat Detective
Dowd was ushered into the room. He
was the typical police sleuth. thick of
head and foot, ready to suspect the
suspicious and to see the obvious. In
appearance. in speech. in manner OF
thought, he and the inspector were al.
most exact opposites. One was griz
xled, blear-eyed man of fifty whom
even the clumsiest criminal could not
have mistaken for anything but what
he was: the other. young-looking for
even his thirty years. might have been
readily mistaken for a college tutor OF
an alert reporter. 1t amused mo te
see with what Difference the man from
headquarters approached him.
BEG your pardon for disturbing you
Inspector" he said, nervously twist
ing his hat, but I've got little mat
ter here the chief wanted me to pu
up to you"
He turned toward me with Q sus
picious glance. but Davis hastensd t.
assure him that he could speak freely
before me.
IT'S this" he explained, the ole
man wants to know about"
As he spoke he drew something from
his inner pocket and laid it on tho in
spector's desk As my eyes followet
his hand 1 gave sudden start. Will
difficulty restrained an expression o
amazement. The object about whicl
he had come to inquire was . tori
yellow envelope.
tTO RE CONTINUED