The Colfax chronicle. [volume] (Colfax, Grant Parish, La.) 1877-1981, 1912-12-07

"Bes Your Pardon for Disturbing You,
Inspector"
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 greater blow 10
me than cared to admit Louise and
j in our final conference the night b.
fore had decided that there were thYee
steps that would take rs far into The
light.
First, / was to try at once to find
Hugh Crandall. was to ask him 70
explain the rupture with Katharine,
the attitude of Genernl Parrish toward
him. his knowledge Of the yellow let
ter, and why he had called Katharine
on the telephone tho afternoon befor>-
Second, failing to find Crandall.l l
was to make some pretext for visiting
his rooms. His sudden departure and
his cautioning the janitor to admit no
one had a suspicious look While
neither Louise nor had discussed
what might be there to explain the
mystery, l was thinking that in all
probability ] would find bundle If
letters from Katharine, some OF which
| might furnish 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 busi.
ness partners. Before coming to tbs
inspector l had telephoned to Gran.
dalrs office. Great was my amazemeT
to learn from one of his partners thai
they were as much puzzled as ovei
his sudden going away. They haf
merely received telegram saying
that he had been called out Of towr
Unexpectedly and did not know whef
he would return. The telegram hat
Ebeen sent from an Office near his roomi
the night before. There was no buss
| ness affair that would take him away
so they supposed that it was SONS
urgent personal matter.
While / chatted for moment witt
Davis over our boyhood days wa
thinking what step should take next
The problems of learning Crandall'
whereabouts and gaining access to hi
rooms did not seem so simple as the
had the night before. A clerk entere
with a card for Davis, and ! rose {
go.
Don't go yet" he said. TITS only
man from police headquarters. HI
errand will probably take only a mil
ute"
AS I resumed my seat Detectir
Dowd was ushered into the room. q
was the typical police sleuth, thick I
head and foot, ready to suspect th
suspicious and to see the obvious.
appearance, In speech, In manner
thought, he and the inspector were Z
most exact opposites. One was gri
zled, blear-eyed man Of fifty whol
even the clumsiest criminal could N
have mistaken for anything but VIII
he was; the other, young-looking Il
even his thirty years. might have bee
D readily mistaken for college tutor
b an alert reporter. 1t amused me
y see with what difference the man ire
q headquarters approached him.
beg your pardon for disturbing 20
d Inspector" he said, nervously twill
e ing his hat, but I've got little ma
ter here the chief wanted me to p
up to you"
He turned toward me with q %
t picious glance, but Davis FASTENED
p assure him that he could speak Tree
! before me.
J. Its this" he explained. the Q
. man wants to know about"
Q As he spoke he drew something fro
his inner pocket and laid It on the
y spector's desk. AS my eyes follow
II his hand l gave sudden start. Wi
difrculty I restrained an expression
: amazement. The object about viii
y he had come to inquire was . -
Yellow envelope.
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