The Lake County times. [volume] (Hammond, Ind.) 1906-1933, 1916-11-15

Also II was the
fourth or fifth in The House OF Three
Deuces, as No. 90 Kenig street, The
Bronx. had come 70 be called.
Grant had come in the auto of his friend
I Chief Detective Cadogan and the two.
/ having forced their way through the NOR
Did mob at the door. we're studying the
crude barrel lately bound with rope
The murderer's Latin" Grant pro-
nounced in an undertone. THAT was done
with knife"
Csdogan nodded and held up the piece
OF stained oilcloth that had covered the
body Il solved one barrel mystery with
piece OF oiicloth.' he remarked. May
be can do the same AGAIN.
Maybe said Grant noncommittallv.
ana with help Of the policeman on guard
they forced the door beside the barrel
The room that they entered was in Wild
disorder a table, from which the oilcloth
had obviously been cut. was overturned.
chairs were flung about and on floor and
walls was CORY proof of a terrible strug-
gle.
Swiftly the two searched the sordid
place, and presently Grant held up an
eyelet with bit OF thread hanging to IT.
"A woman's mixed up in this" he as
serted
IT you found whalebone I suppose
you'd say whale did the murder" snort
ed Cadogan, a little sore at being fore
stalled Grant said nothing, but pocket
ing the eyelet went to puzzle over a paper
bag OF white beans that had fallen on the
floor near the wall cupboard and burst.
1t was nearly empty In the middle Of
the floor was another bean. and another
lay by the door.
Just then the coroner arrived, and after
he had finished his investigation they left.
Cadogan to follow up his oilcloth clue in
neighboring stores and Grant to telephone
his paper.
The good-Iooking young reporter return
ed presently. puzzling over the beans.
Why had there been so few in the bag.
since it must have been nearly full to
burst in a fall? And why were there only
two elsewhere on the floor?
Since the ambulance and its grim load
had departed there was no crowd at the
door OF the House OF Three Deuces now.
though the policeman was still on guard.
of course. Grant nodded TO him, and was
about to enter when his eve fell on some
thing on the sidewalk. 1t was another
bean.
We'll. by George muttered the re-
porter. Just like the old fairy tale! I
wonder if
He glanced searchingly up the street
and suddenly, with a muttered word to
the policeman from the corner Of his
mouth. started to stroll casually in the
direction in which he had been looking.
presently ne drew newspaper from MS
pocket and began to read 1t with interest.
In a minute or two he came up with
and passed indiferently dark. evil-faced
young man who had been walking towards
him with an appearance of mingled haste
and leisure, going out Of his way every
few steps to crunch something underfoot.
Grant turned and followed the fellow at
distance and presently the man paused
near the house OF death.
The policeman glanced at him indfffer-
emily and away again. and the man got
out a package of cigarettes and proceeded
to light one. He fumbled with his box Of
matches and dropped it; stopped quickly
to recover It, and turned back towards
the reporter who was seemingly absorbed
in the sporting page. AS he passed the
man gave Grant a suspicious look and