The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1912-03-15

Quickly Cdpy. OAAAeon SAo
Maloney to approach nearer with his
notebook. The detective sergeant
took his place Immediately back Of
Howard. The captain turned to biz
prisoner:
~You shot Robert Underwood"
81 shot Robert Underwood. 10
peated Howard mechanically.
You quarreled!"
I'VE quarreled."
"You came here for money!
ST came here for money"
"He refused to give 1t to you'll"
"He refused to give it to me-"
There was Quarrel!"
"There was quarrel.
"You drew that pistol"
IT drew that pistol"
"And shot him!"
"And shot him."
Capt. Clinton smiled triumphantly
That's ALL" he said.
Howard collapsed into chair. His
head dropped forward on his breast
as if he were asleep. Capt. Clinton
yawned and looked at his watch
Turning to Maloney, he said with q
chuckle:
"By George; it's taken five hours
to get It out of hint"
Maloney turned out the electric
lights and went to pull up the window
shades, letting the bright daylight
stream into the room. Suddenly
there was a ring at the front door,
officer Delaney opened, and DR.. Bern
stein entered. Advancing into the
room. he shook hands with the cap
tain.
I'm sorry couldn't come before
captain. was out when I got the
call. Where's the body?'
The captain pointed to the inner
room.
''In there"
After glancing curiously at How.
ard. the doctor disappeared into the
inner room.
Capt. Clinton turned to Maloney.
well, Maloney, l guess our work
is done here. We want to get the
prisoner over to the station, then
make out a charge of murder, and
prepare the full confession to submit
to the magistrate. Have everything
ready by nine o'clock. Meantime, I'll
go down and see the newspaper boys
/ guess there's bunch of them down
there OF course, it's too late for the
morning papers. but it's bully good
story for the afternoon editions De
laney, you're responsible for the pris
oner. Better handcuff him."
The patrolman was just putting the
manacles on Towards wrists when
DR.. Bernstein re-entered from the In
ner room. The captain turned.
well, have you seen your mann
he asked.
The doctor nodded.
Found bullet wound in his head"
he said. Flesh all burned-must have
been pretty close range. It might
have been case of suicide"
Capt. Clinton frowned. He didn't
like suggestions OF that kind after
confession which had cost him i've
hours work to procure.
"Suicide?" he sneered. Say. doc
tor, did you happen to notice what
side OF the head the wound was ont"
DR.. Bernstein reflected moment
"Ah, yes. Now come to think Of
1t, 1t was the left side"
Precisely" sneered the captain. Il
never heard of suicide shooting him.
self in the left temple. Don't worry,
doctor, it's murder, all right" Point
ing with jerk of his finger toward
Howard. he added: "And we've goa
the man who did the job"
Officer Delaney approached his chief
and spoke to him in low tone. The
captain frowped and looked toward
his prisoner. Then, turning toward
the officer, he said:
els the wife downstairs?"
The officer nodded.
Eyes, sir: they just telephoned."
"Then let her come up" said the
captain. "She may know something
Delaney returned to the telephone
and DR.. Bernstein turned to the cap
tain:
"Say what you will, captain, I'm
not at all sure that Underwood did
not do this himself"
"Ain't you? Well, am" replied
the captain with sneer. Pointing
again to Howard, he said:
"This man has just confessed to the
shooting"
At that moment the front door
opened and Annie Jeffries came in es
corted by an officer. She was pale
and frightened, and looked timidly at
the group of strange and serious-look
ing men present. Then her eyes went
round the room in search of her hus
band. She saw him seemingly asleep
in an armchair, his wrists manacled
In front of him. With q fright
ened exclamation she sprang forward,
but Of1cer Delaney intercepted her.
Capt. Clinton turned around angrily
at the interruption.
Keep the woman quiet till she's
wanted" he growled.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)