Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1914-06-17

WINDOW, 1ntentIy accommodating long
an amazing discovery. The man was
not Bayard ShAynoni It was Red No
yembe
What p. Sybarite would have done
had he been armed is problematicaL
What be did was to remain moveless.
even as he vas breathiess and power
less but for his naked hands either for
orfense or defense. for that November
was armed was as unquestionable as
his mastery of the long barreled re-
voIver OF blue steel. favored by gun
men of the underworld. which he held
at poise all the while he carefully sur
veyed bis line OF retreat
At length. releasing the curtain. the
gang leader hoped lightly out upon
the grating and disappeared down the
iron staircase, watched from above by
p. Sybarite.
Then the little man ran back through
the dining room aud down the private
hall. abandoning every effort to avoid
a noise
No need now for caution II his pre-
monition wasn't worthless-if the
vengeful spirit OF Mrs. Inche had not
stopped short OF embrOiling son and
father. but had gone on TO the end.
What he saw from the threshold OF
the lighted room was Bayard Shaynon
still in death upon the door one tenn
pie shattered by a shot fred at close
range from a revolver that lay with
butt close 10 his right hand. carefully
disposed with evident intent 10 indi-
-
murder But even most casual.
superficial inspection should suffice 10
convince even one prone 70 precipitate
conclusions that Baysrd Shaynon had
never died by his own hand.
The rooms had been most thorough
". II hastily. ransacked. In search. p.
Sybarite didn't for an instant doubt
Of evidence as TO the relations between
Shaynon and Mrs. Inche calculated TO
prove discriminating at an inquest.
though the little man entertained even
less doubt that lust for loot had like I
wise been a potent motive to influence I
November.
He found proof enough of this I'm I
The turned out pockets OF the murder I
ed man: I'm the abstraction from the 4
bosom Of his shirt Of pearl studs which ,
r. Syharite had noticed there within 4
the hour: in the abraded knuckles OF .
n finger from which n conspicuous soil /
taire diamond I'm massive antique set
ting was missing; In a pigskin bill fold.
empty. ripped turned inside ont and
thrown upon the floor not far from
the corpse.
Not. however with any notion OF
concerning himself with the assassin's
apprehension and punishment. did +.
Sybarite waste that moment Of hasty
survey. His eyes were only keen and
eager TO descry the yellow Western
Union message. and when he bad look
ed everywhere else his glance dropped
to his feet and found II there. torn
and crumpled envelope. with its en-
closure iattened out and apart from IT,
This last he snatched up. bat the en-
veIope he didn't touch. having been
quick 10 remark the print upon ii OF n
dirty thumb. the counterpart OF which
decorated the face of the message as
well.
And a hundred more OF 'em proba-
bly," p. Sybarite surmised as TO rhe +
number OF finger marks left by No
Tember. enough 10 hang him ten
I
hey don't before finish with him
He turned back TO the hail door lis ,
en!ng an instant. gently opened IL.
With bis handkerchief wrapped around
be brass doorknob 10 guard against
Iews calculated to involve himself.
as imputed principal or casual
witness after the fact
The public hall was empty. dim with
he light or a single electric bulb and ,
till as the chamber OF death that lag | ,
ehind- Never a shadow moved more :
Ilently or more swiftly than p. Syba-
tie when he had closed the door up ..
De steps to Peter Kenny's rooms.
Briefly p. sybarite told his story
We'll. but the telegram" Peter In ;
sted- Does Il help-tell you any :,
ling7 It's maddening-to think Ma :.
an may be IN the power OF that blood =
Iirsty"-
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