The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1913-12-25

last appeal; ana l asked MIN III ne
would deliver those things at the same
time. Yesterday morning Mr.. Wade
came down to New York That's all
know-until saw the newspapers"
her hands fell apart with a gesture Of
despair
Now the Inspector took up the ex-
animation, for Rosalie sat musing, her
eyes on Constance Hanska.
What were the things you sent?"
he asked.
Let me see-what were they? Bet
sy-Barbara, you helped pack them. An
old miniature Of the Captain"
And some family photographs"
Betsy-Barbara put in briskly.
"And an old mahogany shaving-mir-
ror which had belonged to his IA
ther-"
And a Mexican hat-band and two
knives and an Irish blackthorn stick
and silver cigarette case"
A stethoscope upon Inspector Nc
Gees pulse would have jumped an
inch as Betsy-Barbara pronounced the
word knives" But his down-turned
face betrayed no emotion.
What kind Of a cigarette case?"
Chased silver and turQuoises-a
Russian design"
i What was the stick like?'
Very heavy, and dark brown as I
remember. And l think the ferrule
was loose"
And the knives?" said the Inspec-
tor.
LET me see--one was little dag
ger that he used for a paper-knife
and the other was Malay kris with
a long, sharp, wavy blade. He got it
in the Philippines"
"Yes!" exclaimed the Inspector. And
then with the sudden brutality which
was q part of his Third Degree meth
Cd, And it was with that knife that
Lawrence Wade stabbed your hus-
band"
Inspector MCGEE might have thrown
that very knife instead of his words,
so sudden was the effect upon Con-
stance Hanska. The color left her
face Her eyes grew big and wild.
She flashed to her feet, trembling vio-
lently.
"Oh. no." she pleaded, "oh, no! Oh,
that will hurt him so! He couldn't
have used it-some one used it after
he left-Lawrence Wade could no
more have stabbed an charmed man
=" She stopped, wrestled herself back
TO some semblancG of composure.
Don't you unders~and he was a gen.
tleman?" She tt,rned from McGee's
triumphant stats to Rosalie's softened
face. Why. Mrs. LIE Grange, gentle
men don't do such things. He was an
athlete-he played every game hon.
orably-do you think he would have
put me in such position, even if ne
thought of nothing else--he would
have had to break every instinct-he
he"
''Lcok here, Mrs. Hanska," said In
spector McGea, bouncing upon his adj
vantage as experience had taught him
to do. there was what you call an af.
fair between you and this Mr.. Wade.
wasn't there?"
Here Resale swung in again.
Inspector" she said, ''if you go that
way, I'll advise this young woman to
get real lawyer before she talks to
you any more. Now, my dear, you
just answer what you please
But Constance was mistress of her
self again.
'All this will come out in the trial
Betsy-Barbara. | might as we'll tell
everything now. When he put himself
in this position he was trying to help
me There was no affair, as you call
thought I was a widow. And before
he knew my circumstances; he pro
posed marriage He never spoke of it
after / told him. He was gentle
man. He only tried to serve me as a
gentleman would under the circum-
stances"
''I3as it struck yOu," asked the In.
spector. that this might be used as a
motive?"
This is perfectly dreadful" cried
Betsy-BGrbara. Constance, you shall
not stay here another minute. You
come with me to a lawyer"
That's right" said Rosalie LIE
Grange shortly, Inspector MCGEE, you
can excuse U.S. =.
"Not for a while said Inspector
McGee shortly Madame, l must have
your official statement as to whet you
have just told me--before / let, you
leave.
Now Constance had risen; and Bet
sy-Bf.rbara, in state of suppressed
fury, stood beside her, flashing SPARKS
from her golden hair and her blue
eyes and her little white teeth In
spector MCGEE stepped to the door to
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