Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-06-23
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Copyright by Bobbs-MerriII Company

git you involved" With surprising
Hghtness. considering her bulk, she
mounted the stairs.
The noise guided her TO the focus of
interest. She pushed her way into
the room of the late Captain Hsnska,
and stood looking about with a pair
of large serious eyes which took in
every detail She bent her gaze on
the dead man, stopped. made quick
examination, first of the wound and
then of his face. Both Mrs. Moore
and Miss Harding were about TO ask
this stranger to account for herself,
when the doctor, half-dressed but
carrying his bag, edged past the door.
All turned to him. He looked but
an instant on the face.
Hes dead he said calmly and
briefly.
At this confirmation of what every
one already knew, Mrs. Moore tainted
again-tumbled into the arms of Miss
Harding Miss Jones. with a feeling
/ that she must do the right thing now
/ that the doctor was looking. rushed
over and opened both windows. If
Mrs. Moore expected attention from
/ the doctor she was baked. He was
making a more careful examination
and that lady gradually revived of
her own motion.
| HE has been dead for some time
not long enough for rigor morus 70
set in, but he's cold and the blood
/ has begun to CONCEAL" he said at
length. HAS any one notified the
police? Has any one called up a
coroner?"
'I'n attend TO that" volunteered
! the strange woman, with an air OF
! perfect competence and command;
where's the phone-ground floor and
top floor hall? All right; I'll use the
top floor; that's nearer. Any partic-
ular coroner. doctor? Lipchutz? AL
right
The doctor gave a look of inquiry
at her raiment, so grotesquely mis-
matched with such a scene. Tommy
North. already perceiving what
might happen to young man
caught all blood-smeared in proximity
to a murder, threw a quick appealing
glance of his own. The woman
seemed to catch the inquiry and the
appeal.
Don't you worry, young man. I've
got no connection with the police,
an il you didn't do this thing you're
all right" and then to the doctor:
my name is Madame lie Grange, ]
| own the house at 442-across the
street. Never mind, my dear"
this to Miss Harding, who showed
signs OF coming out of her stupor
and following. With a businesslike
air, she hustled upstairs, called po-
lice headquarters. informed them
there had been a murder at AS and
| the doctor wanted Coroner Lipsehutz
also, they had better send some po-
licemen. This done. she spent mo-
ment in thought before she descended
/ In the hall, she met the regular
patrolman, who had received the
news at last. The limb of the law
had forbidden the augmented crowd
at the door to follow him; he was
ascending alone The sight of this
woman in her fashionable clothes-or
was it her compelling look of COM
handicapped him.
Listen" she said, there's only a
second. Never mind who am. Look
at this She produced the old and
worn piece of paper which she had
drawn from her bag minute be-
fore.
"To the police. it read. ANY
matter that concerns the bearer, Mrs.
Rosalie lie Grange. is to be referred
to me. I request you to give her
the greatest discretion.
INSPECTOR MARTIN MCGEE
mot a word. pursued Rcsalie LIE
Grange. Now mind didn't see this
thing, an don't know a. much