The Red Cloud chief. [volume] (Red Cloud, Webster Co., Neb.) 1873-1923, 1916-02-03
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CHAPTER discontinued.
II was sorry sample OF his talk.
Hilton Toye did not usually mix the
ready metaphors that nevertheless
bad to satisfy an inner censor Of some
N"sterity. before they were allowed
4 leave those deliberate lips. Yet
". In his strange excitement, word
u tone alike were on the level OF
stage Americans. II was not less
In extraordinary.
cYou don't mean Cazalet seemed
Ibe swallowing--"about Henry era.
M"
{ Yep"
You don't mean to say he's-dead?"
Last Wednesday night" Toye
sed at his paper. mo. I guess I'm
Hng Seems II happened Wednes.
{ =, but he only passed away Sunday
rning"
'azalet still sat staring at him
{ re was not room for two of them on
Fir feet-but into his heavy stare
re came a CLEAN OF leaden wisdom
ce>SLiis was Thursday morning." he
-, so didn't dream Of 1t when It
opened, after ALL"
", HYou dreamed you saw him lying
4, d. and SO he was" said Toye. "The
erals been today. don't know,
"""S.i' that seems to me just about the
80" next nearest thing to seeing the crime
" perpetrated In a vision"
"Crime!" cried Cazalet. What
- crime?"
ia Murder. sir!" said Hilton Toye.
si "Willful, brutal Bloody murder! Here's
ca the paper; better read II for yourself.
I'm glad he wasn't friend Of yours.
III or mine either. but It's bad end even
80 for your worst enemy"
The paper huttered In Cazelet's
clutch as II had done In Toye's; but
CIV that was as natural as his puzzled
'p frown over the cryptic illusions of n
journal that had dealt fully with the
ascertainabe facts In previous Issues
Some few emerged between the lines.
Henry Craven had received his fatal
injuries on the Wednesday Of the pre-.
Vious week. The thing had happened
In his library, at or about half past
seven In the evening" but how a crime.
which was apparently profound mys.
terry. had been timed to within q min.
ute OF It's commission did not appear
among the latest particulars. No ar
pft had been made. No clue was men.
toned. beyond the statement that the
police were still searching for def.
mite instrument with which It was evi.
IDENTITY assumed that the deed had been
committed. There was in fact close
daeCripfip ~ or Al
special constable's very special trun.
cheon. II had hung as a cherished tro-
ply on the library wall. from which 1t
was missing. while the very imprint OF
o silver shield. mounted on the thick
end OF the weapon. was stated to have
been discovered on the scalp of tho
fractured skull. But that was little
bt of special reporting. typical Of the
enterprising sheet that Toye had pro.
cured. The inquest. merely opened on
the Monday, had been adjourned to the
day OF issue.
I'VE must get hold OF an evening pa.
per-" said Cazalet. Fancy his own
famous truncheon! He had It mount.
ed and inscribed himself. 80 that II
shouldn't be forgotten how he'd fought
kor law and order at Trafalgar Square!
That was the man all overt"
His voice and manner achieved the
excessive Indifference which the Eng
iish type holds due from itself after
any excess OF feeling. Toye also was
himself again, his alert mind working
keenly yet darkly In his acute eyes.
Il wonder II 1t was a murder?" he
speculated. Il bet 1t wasn't a DELHI
crate murder"
what else could 1t have been?"
kind OF manslaughter. Deliberate
murderers don't trust to chance
weapons hanging on their victims
walls"
you forget" said Cazalet. that he
was robbed as WELL"
DO they claim that?" said Hilton
Toye 81 guess ! skipped some. Where
does 1t say anything about his being
robbed?"
"Here!" Cazalet had scanned the pa
per eagerly; his finger drummed upor
the place. "'The police" he read out
In some sort Of triumph. "'have now
been furnished with a full description
Of the missing watch and trinkets anG
the other articles believed to have
been taken from the pockets OF the dc
ceased What's that but robbery"
you're dead right" said Toye 81
missed that somehow. Yet who IL
thunder tracks q man down to rot
and murder him in his own home? Blu,
when you've Drained a man. because
you couldn't keep your hands off him
vou might deliberately do all the res
to make It seem like the work o.
thieves"
Hilton Toye looked Judge OF de
liberation as he measured his rrefut
able Words He looked somethiul