The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1914-06-27

Hartley was gradually becoming
livfd, and was conscious that the
doctors eye was upon him. He
could not trust himself to speak.
Most interesting" remarked
Groscup. But may I ask. Mr..
Maynard. how the cab came to
be all bloody?"
I'VE had the blood with us In
a demiJohn. which we threw in
the cab"
Yes. egad!" exclaimed Doug
las. interrupting. And that re-
minds me OF something that I
have lain awake nights thinging
about. Who drove that cab? Why
could not the police find him,
even IL they didn't catch any one
else"
Maynard gave another little
laugh. The driver supplied the
demijohn and the blood, l be-
lieve," and he looked hard at DR..
Ramie.
Il may as we'll own up, gentle
men," said the doctor. smiling.
l drove the cab"
Groscup burst into a laugh, and
before any one could say another
word the waiter entered the
room with the fish. When he dis
appeared again, the doctor re-
sumed:
Yes, | stole the cab from in
front of my own door, after a con-
federate had coaxed the driver
inside TO have drink. | changed
the number on the lamps. as di-
rected by my confederate, and
just there | made big slip,
which l thought at one time
would spoil the whole thing. The
detectives said the numbers were
changed with a mixture of liquid
glue and ink. III they had exam
ined it carefully they would have
found IL was colodion and ink,
and they would have known that
IL was a doctor that had done Il.
By tracing the cab to the house
I'm front of which IL was stolen,
they would have had me dead to
rights, especially as l still had
some of the mixture on the man
tel. But the smartest detectives
sometimes overlook important
clues"
"Of course they do" interrupt
ed Douglas. That's what l was
betting on"
by a chance" continued the
doctor. Il had a bad case of nose
bleed of the nose
in my office that afternoon. That
was human blood in the demi-
john, all right"
but I can't understand why no
one recognized that cuff-link, Z"
persisted Douglas.
mo one had seen them for
twenty years but you and May
nard. They were knocking
around in a drawer In my office
ever since l can remember.
Fletcher saw them, and IL was
Fletcher's suggestion that May
nard should put them on and call
your attnetion to them that night
at dinner. Then he gave them
to me, and l stuffed one in the
torn cushion of the cab"
This is very interesting, gen.
| tlemen," Groscup remarked, "but
as a lawyer IL semes TO me that
the kernel of the matter has not
yet been touched upon. Where is
/ Fletcher himself?"
THAT is a question ! am I'M
able to answer" said Maynard.
| Perhaps the doctor knows"
''Give you my word of honor,
| gentlemen; l haven't seen him
nor heard of him since the mo-
ment he went out of this room
after handing me that pocket
book"
| you'll find him in the station
house tomorrow morning." said
Hartley, dryly. They've caught
the whole gang. Since you fell
lows are all making a clean breast
of 1t, may as well tell you what
/ know. Fletcher was" The
waiter appearing at the door,
Hartley thought IL best to wait
until he had gone out again.
Its nearly half past eight. and
I claim the stakes" observed
Douglas. regardless of the pres
ence of the waiter.
Not on your life," snapped
Hartley. "If they have that gang
in jail, he's among them; and
! they we're arrested before eight
| O'Clock; so / win"
What have we to do with any
| 'gang'?" asked the doctor, quiet
ly. Hartley nodded toward the
waiter, as If to warn the doctor
| not to talk In his presence. Go
on. Don't mind him." said DIR.
Ramie. What have we to do