Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1914-08-19
"a man had chained the woman to
himself?" said Sedgwick incredulously.
"More probably the other way

h1mSelfT said Sedgw1ck 1ncredulOuSfy.
| "More probably the other way
round"
'That's even more unbelievable
mot If you consider the evidence.
You will remember that your mysteri-
GUS visitor. while talking with you. car
he'd a heavy bundle The manaeBes
were, infer, in that
| But what conceivable motive could
the dead woman have In dressing her
self up like party. going to meet
man and claiming him to herselfY'
when you have bizarre crime you
must look for bizarre motives. Just at
present I'm dealing with facts. The
iron was on the left wrist Of the body;
therefore It was on the right wrist Of
the unknown companion. 1t is natural
to perform quick. deft act like snap
ping on handcufr with the right hand.
Hence, presumably. your visitor was
the one who clamped the cuffs"
aAnd the man broke of his?''
Eyes. But only after q struggle, IN
doubtedly. II I could find man with
a badly bruised right wrist l should
consider the trails end in sight. You'll
make inquiries, will you, Mr.. Bain?'
II will; and l will keep an eye on
Len Schlager and the doc. Anything
more now? If not I'll say good night"
After the, lawyer had made his way
into the darkness Kent turned to his
host This affair is really becoming
very pretty problem. Why didn't you
tell me Of your meeting with Simon P.
Groot"'
"Who?"
1.-The patriarch in the circus wagon"
'Oh. I'd forgotten. Why. when l was
trying to trail the woman l CHANGED
upon him and asked If he had seen
her. He hadn't"
HE had Also he heard terrified
cry shortly after. The cry. be thought.
was in a mans voice. Simon P. Groot
isn't wholly lacking in sense Of obser-
vation."
"a mans voice in a cry? What
could that meanY
"Oh, any one OF several hundred un-
thinkable things" said Kent patiently.
wait! She must have attacked
some other man as she did me. She
was going to a rendezvous, wasn't
she? Then she and the man she went
to meet Quarreled, and be killed her
by throwing her over the Cliff
And the handcuffs?"
SedgWick'S hands went to his head.
'1That, of course. is the inexplicable
thing. But don't you think that was
the way she met her death?"
! No
''Then what do you think?''
"Never mind that at present. The
point is that Simon P. Groot naturally
supposed you to have been mixed up
in whatever tragedy there was going.
You've an unfortunate knack Of manu-
featuring evidence against yourself,
Sedgwick. The redeeming feature is
that the sheriff can't very well use it
to arrest you" ,-;..
II don't see why
Kent chuckled. Don't you see that
the last thing the sheriff wants to dc
is arrest anybodyT'
mo, don't"
"Why, he has the body safely buried
now. You'll remember that be was in
a great hurry to get it buried Identi
fcation is what he dreaded Danger
of Identification is now over. If any
one should be arrested the body would
be exhumed and the danger would re
turn in aggravated form. No; he
wants you suspected, not arrested"
Gle is certainly getting his wish"
For the present. Well, I'm off,"
why don't you move your things
from the hotel and stay here witt
meY suggested Sedgwick.
''Getting nervous?" inquired Kent
1T isn't that. but | think l coull
make you more comfortable"
Kent shook his head Thank you
but l don't believe I'd better. Whe1
I'm at work on a case / need privacy
possibly be so private as a strange
hotel"
perhaps you're right" admitted tn,
other with a laugh. then lapsing int
pronounced gloom for the first time
he said, 'It seems pretty tough tina
I should be in all this coil and tangl
because a crazy woman happened b.
merest chance to make a call on me-"
Kent's pipe glowed in the darkness
and silence before he replied. Thel
he delivered himself as follows: "Sedg
wick"-puff-''tr forget i
you can"-puff-puff-''th stuff abOu
the crazy woman"-puff-puf-
Forget it? How should I? VIII.
should II"
'Because"-puff-'yo absolutel.
on the" puff = puff - wrong track
Good night"
Sundayman's Creek road. turnin
aside just before it gains the turnpik
to the Eyre hotel to evade a stretcl
Of marsh, travels on wooden silt
across a deep clear pool fed by
spring. The most rigorous constabl
could have found no basis for protes
in the pace maintained across thu
bridge by a light electric car, carry
ing a short, slender, elderly man, VIII
peered out with weary eyes into tn
crlorv oP tho I111v S,,ncbino tho an