The Washington herald., 1912-06-09

was his right, entered first. Almost i'm
mediately he turned round, and his face
was very grave.
Something has happened IN here, /
am afraid" he said. please come IN
quietly"
On the bed lay Fluffy Dean, fully
dressed-motionleSs. One hand hung
toward the hoor-from the Iifeless I'm
gers little phial had slipped. The room
was full of trunks addressed to
MISS SMITH,
Passenger to Melbourne,
S. S. Caroline.
Peter Ruff moved over toward the
bed and took up a piece of paper upon
which was scribbled few lines in pen
Gil.
q think" he said, that I must read
these aloud You all have 4 right to
hear them"
No one spoke. He continued:
Forgive me, Lefty but cannot go
to Australia. They would only bring
me back. When l remember that awful
moment, my brain burns-I feel that l
am going mad Some day / should do
this-better now. Give my love to the
girls. FLUFFY"
They sent for doctor, and John Dory
rang up Scotland Yard. Lefty Shaw
had tainted and had been carried to her
room. While they waited about in
strange, half-benumbed excitement,
Peter Ruff once more spoke to them.
The reconstruction is easy enough
now," he remarked. The partition be-
tween this sitting-room and that little
bedroom is only an artificial one-some-
thing about as fiInsy as a screen. II
you look a little lower down, you will
see where an opening has been made.
Fluffy Dean was being taken care OF by
Miss Shaw-staying with her here, even.
Miss Dean hears her lovers voice in
this room-hears him pleading with
Miss Shaw on the night OF the murder.
She is mad with anger and jealousy.
The revolver was there upon the table,
with a silver bsx of cartridges. She
stood there at her door, waiting. WheH
Austen Abbott comes out. she shoots.
throws the revolver at him, closes her
door, and goes off into a faint. Capt.
Sotherst arrives a few minutes later.
He finds, half in the hall, half on the
threshold of the sittIng-room, Austen
Abbott dead, and Miss Shaw's revolver
BY the side OF him He put two and two
together a little too quickly. II IS GER
tain that he believed that the dead man
had been shot by his fance. His first
thought was to get nd of the revolver.
He walked down to the street with II in
his hand, and was promptly arrested by
the policeman who had heard the shot.
Naturally, he refused to plead, because
he believed that Miss Shaw had killed
the man, probably in self-defense- She.
at first, believed her lover guilty, and
when afterward Fluffy Dean confessed,
she, with feminine lack Of common
sense, was trying to get the girl out OF
the country before telling the truth. \
visit OF hers to the Office Of the steam
ship company gave me the clew l re-
quired"
Lady Mary grasped both his hands.
And Scotland Yard" she exclaimed,
with a whitening glance at John Dory,
have done their best to hang my
brother"
Peter Ruff raised his eyebrows.
Dear Lady Mary" he said, "remen-
Der that il is the business of Scotland
Yard to find man guilty 1t is mine,
when I am employed for that purpose,
to fnd him innocent You must not be
too hard upon my friend, Mr.. Dory. He
and l seemed to come up against each
other a little too often, as It i"
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Title Of next Sundays Adventure;
s.lIr. Vincent CaWdOr, Commission
Agent"