Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1913-06-21

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he resumed the inquiry.
"Dld you hear any one go out?"
II heard the door," Miss Mazuret re-
piled, with more firmness than hereto
fore But didn't go DOWN. was so
unhappy
"And you heard nothing more, so
you went to sleep?"
1.-THE rain kept me awake for long
time" she replied mournfully. Kay
ton was silent for a brief space as If
meditating new questions. and in the
pause Manning returned.
Here are the finger prints, COVER
nor" he said.
Zone moment, Miss Mazuret," said
,Kayton, rising and going to meet his
assistant. Did you get them all,
Joe?"
"AlI butt Manning nodded toward
Miss Mazuret's back Kayton took
the sheets of paper and glanced over
them.
"NIiss Mazuret," he said almost pleas
antly. did you know that you were to
be Mr.. Argyle's sole heir under the
willT"
The girl turned and looked directly
at him.
"Yes," she said.
If this was the answer he had or
had not expected the detectives face
gave no sign.
"Did you speak of it to any onep
he inquired.
"Mr. Argyle asked me not to-"
They were looking steadily into each
others eyes.
"Did you know that he contemplated
changing his will the day before his
death?" he asked slowly
"Yes." The answer came simply
and promptly. 81 had been urging
him to do it."
Manning suppressed an unprofes-
sional start and stared at the girl Gu
riously. Kayton laid out a sheet of
paper on the desk and pad Of ink
and courteously motioned Miss Mazu-
ret to approach.
"We've taken the finger prints Of
every one in the house except you,"
he said.
"Finger prints"' echoed the girl
wonderingly. what do you mean?"
"You understand there are no two
alike in all the world,' he explained.
"They're needed for Identification pur-
poses"
Miss Mazuret looked at the paper
and pad and at Kayton and back
again.
"What do do?" she asked.
"Just lay your fingers on this ink
pad" he replied, showing her the
method, "and then make the impress
sion on this paper"
The girl initiated him. ~ can't hold
my hands steady" she said pathet-
ically.
"That doesn't matter" he smiled
Mary looked at the print on the white
paper and drew back with a little
shiver.
what is it?" asked Kayton solici-
tously, glancing about.
"Oh. it's so grewsome!' murmured
the girl. Kayton looked at the paper
as If he had never seen 1t in just that
light before. Then he smiled and
handed 1t to Manning, after which he
went to the door and called Bruce and
Mr.. Hurley back into the room. He
told Manning in a swift aside that he
wanted to leave Bruce and Miss Mazu-
ret together.
"Mr Hurley" he said when the gen.
tleman had entered, will you do me
the kindness to show me Mr.. Argyle's
bedroom?"
Certainly, Mr.. Kayton. Bruce?'
"I'll show you" began the young
man when Miss Mazuret interrupted
81 want to speak to you, Bruce" she
said quickly. Hurley bowed to her
and. taking Kayton's arm, walked out
into the hall. A few seconds later
Manning followed unostentatiously,
leaving the door slightly ajar. At the
foot of the stairs Kayton remembered
something important and sent Manning
on with the lawyer to inspect the bed
room. He softly approached the crack
of the door and listened
81 told the detective" he heard Miss
Mazuret say in low strained voice.
"What?" inquired Argyle.
"Oh. Bruce" cried the girl tearfully,
desperately, cant you prove that you
didn't come back here that night?"
MARY" exclaimed the young man,
his voice low, shocked, "I don't know
what you mean"
Kayton could hear the girl draw her
breath, and he felt extremely sorry for
| her.
81 was awake. heard your father
go to the door" she said brokenly
"Oh, never meant to tell any one'
But he made me. don't know how.
told him ! wasn't sure. Can't you
prove that II wasn't you?"
The next instant he had seized her
roughly By both arms.