The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1912-12-07

lie had turned TO the toot Of the
horn. The motor was close upon us.
for steam-car moves IN silence as
compared TO the busy hum OF a petrol
driven mechine. II stopped. and the
chauffeur jumped down and ran 70
open the gates or the driver We
could see nothing save peaked cap,
goggles. and long white dust coat.
As IL disappeared up the avenue
towards the house / heard a faint
bubble OF laughter in my ear. turn
ed In surprise.
why. Peace" said, what is the
joker"
There is no joke. Mr.. Phillips"
he answered. 1T was fate that
laughed, not l."
There We're moments when. TO a
man OF ordinary curiosity. Inspector
Arlington Peace was extremely irri-
tating
We walked mp the avenue In ST.
lence. The motor was standing at the
front door, the chauffeur, a bright
faced youngster. lettering beside t..
Peace greeted him politely. entering
at once into a dissertation upon
greasy roads and the dangers OF side
slips. Was there nothing that would
prevent them? lie had heard that
there was a patent consisting of
small chains crossing the tires. that
was excellent
IT'S about the best OF them, SIR"
- "a
on this car sometimes"
$50 this is Mr. Anstrutber Bull
strode's carr"
yes. sir. lie was the brother OF
the poor gentleman inside"
The roads are fairly dry now, T"
continued Peace, but II you had
been out this morning"
"Oh Mr.. Bulstrode had the chains
on this morning" he interrupted. II
did not so with him, but when he
came back he told me he was glad to
; have them, for the roads were very
bad"
and Mr.. Bulstrode thought the
roads were dry enough this afternoon
10 do without them?"
Yes. He told me TO take them
off He"
Il am glad TO see the police inter
est themselves in motoring" broke in
high-pitched voice behind US. 81
was under the mpresslon--false as
| now observe-that they were con.
frmed enemies TO the sport"
A yellow husk OF man was Mr.
Anstruther Bulstrode, as | knew this
stranger must be. Years under the
Indian cum had sucked the English
blood from his veins and burnt their
own dull color into his cheeks. He
stood on the step Of the porch with
HIS hands behind him and his little
eyes glazing AT the inspector like a
pair OF black beads His mouth
twitching viciously under his strag-
ely mustache, proved that the poor
colonel had not been the only mem.
Der OF the Bulstrode family possessed
OF an evil temper over his shoulder
could see Miss Sherrick's white
face watching us. And now she
stepped forward to explain.
This is Inspector Peace, uncle"
she said neryously
II know, my dear, | know. DO you
think | can't tell detective when
see him. So you have caught your
man, eh, Inspector1"
"If you viii come into the library.
Mr.. Bulstrode. I will answer what
questions ] may"
It was now close upon eight o'clock
and the pleasant twilight OF the long
summer evening was drawing into
heavier shadows There was no gas
In the old house, but Miss Sherrick
ordered lamps TO be brought in. We
all seated ourselves about the big
fireplace save Peace. who stood on
the hearth.rug with his back TO the
flowers that filled the empty CRATE.
The shaded lamp dealt duskily with
our faces There was strain. a
vague anxiety in the air that kept me
leaning forward in my chair nervous
and watchful
Wei, Inspector" repeated Mr.. Bull
strobe. what is your news?"
For answer, Peace walked up TO
the lamp and laid beneath II the Jade
spearhead, now cleaned and polished.
with its four inches OF broken shaft
DO You recognize that Miss Sher-
rlck?"
The girl bent over II without alarm
She had no idea what part II had
played in that grim tragedy
Certainly" she said 1T Is n
unique piece OF stone. and Colonel
Bulstrode priced 81 more than any
thing else in his collection know
J IL was hanging In the hall this morn
ing. for was at work with duster
How did the shaft come to be brok-
en7"
IAN accident. Miss Sherlock"
MY poor uncle would have been
dreadfully angry about II, and SO
must you be Uncle Anstruther. for
understand you claim II 70 be yours
we did not come here. Mary. TO