Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1912-02-22
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brother; it was not her lover; it was
her old and trusted coachman."
Give me your reasons. They must
be excellent ones. Sweetwater, or you
would not risk making a second mis-
take in a case Of this magnitude and
publicity"
"Mr. Fox. they are excellent. But
you shall Judge of them. From the
moment Miss Carmel Cumberland over
threw the very foundations of our case
by her remarkable testimony | felt that
my work was only half done. 1t was a
strain On credulity to believe Arthur
guilty of a crime so prefaced. and the
alternative which Mr.. Moffat believed
in. which you were beginning to believe
IN and perhaps are allowing yourself
to believe in even now. neve appealed
to me.
Il allude to the very natural suspi-
cion that the act beheld by your man
Clarke was a criminal act and that
Ranelagh is the man really RESPONSE
BILE for Miss Cumberland's death. Some
instinct held me back from this con-
clusion as well as the i~ncontrovertible
fact that he could have had no hand
in carrying that piece of broken bottle
into the Cumberland stable or Of drop
ping his engagement ring in the sug-
gestive place where it was found.
Where. then. should l look for the un-
known. the unsupported third party?
Among the ten other persons who drop.
ped something into that casket.
"Most of these were children. but l
made the acquaintance of every one
I spent most Of my Sunday that way;
then. finding no clouded eye among
them, l began a study of the Cumber-
land servants. naturally starting with
Zadok. For two hours I sat at his
stable fire. talking and turning him
inside out. as only we detectives know
how. I found him actually over
whelmed with grief-not the grief of
a sane man. but of one in whom the
very springs of life are poisoned by
some dreadful remorse.
"He did not know he revealed this.
He expressed himself as full Of hope
that his young master would be ac-
quilted the next day. But I could see
that this prospect could never still the
worm working at his heart and resolv-
ed to understand why. I left him os-
tensibly alone. but in reality Swallowed
him. The consequence was that in
the evening dusk he led me to the
cemetery. where he took up his watch
at Miss Cu1nberland's grave. as if it
vvnrn ~ AIo,on nr1 ho n r0Cc;o,oto
devotee. | could hear his groans as
he hung to the fence and spoke softly
to the dead. and. though I was too
far away to catch a single word. I
felt contiden, that I had at last struck
the right track and should soon see
my way more clearly than at any
time since this battling case opened.
"But before l allowed my fancy to
run away with me l put in an evening
Of inquiry. If this man had an abso-
lutte alibi what was the use Of vast
ing effort upon him? But I could not
find that he had. Mr.. Fox. He went
with the rest Of the servants to the
ball, which, you know. was held in
Tibbitt's hall. on Ford street. and he
was seen there later. dancing and
making merry in q way not usual to
him. But there was a space of time
dangerously tallying with that Of the
tragic e at the clubhouse when
he was not seen by any one there.
''That piece Of broken bottle-where
was the rest Of it? Sought for almost
Immediately after the tragedy, it had
not been found at the Cumberland
place or on the golf links. 1t had been
looked for carefully when the first
thaw came; but, though glass was pick
ed up, it was not the same glass. The
task had become hopeless and ere long
was abandoned.
But with this idea of Zadok being
the mean of it's transfer from the
Whispering Pines to the house on the
hill ! felt the desire to look once more,
and while court was in session this
morning l started a fresh search-this
time not on the golf links. Tibbitt's
hall communicates more quickly with
the whispering Pines by the clubhouse
road than by the market one. So l d.
rected my attention to the ground in
front and on the farther side of the
driveways. And found the neck of
that bottle!
Nov. who would do this but Zadok,
who saw in it. be has said. a recep-
tacle for some varnish which he had,
and Zadok-how had he carried it If
not in some pocket of his g%reatcoat?
But glass edges make quick work with
pockets. and if this piece of bottle had
gone from the Whispering Pines to
Tibbitt's hall and from there to the
hill there should be some token Of its
work in Zadok's overcoat pocket.
This led me to look for those to-
kens. and as l had by this time insinu-
ated my way into his confidence by q
free and cheerful manner which gave
him a rest from his gloomy thoughts
I soon had a chance to see for myself
the condition Of those pockets. The
result was quite satisfactory. In one
of them I found a frayed lining, easily
explainable on the theory l had ad-
vanced. That pocket can be seen by