Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1918-06-16

ular. most singular. amazingly so"
"What?
1.-THE condition of these two candles.
Look at them" said he, taking one out
or the silver holder and extending it
for Narkoms examination. zone would
suppose that candles which had been
burning for three hours and quarter
would be fairly we'll consumed, Mr..
Narkom; yet look at these. They are
hardly an inch shorter than the regu-
!atibn length, SO that they cannot
have burned for more than a quarter
of an hour at most! Now, granting
that the duchess herself burnt them
for ten minutes in undressing and i'm
bibing her nightly whisky and water
and that would just about tally
with the young dukes assertion that
the door was locked and her grace in
bed when he reached the room-that
would leave them to have been burn
ing. for just five minutes when the
COOK, Goodwin, says she discovered the
light shining under the door and
through the keyhole."
by George. you're right. We must
have word with that cook, Cleek.
Either she lied about the time or
else Great Scott, man! What if
she, that cook, that Goodwin woman,
had hand in twas herself in
league with the murderer-even let
him out of the house before she gave
the alarm? Good heaven, Cleek, we
mustn't let that woman get away
she Won't--if she's guilty. I'll tell
you that for certain if you can man
age to find out what preparation. il
any nave e as yet been made for the
But, man alive. what can that have
to do with it?"
Perhaps a great deal; perhaps
nothing at all. Just slip down stairs.
will you. and, without giving the sub
h;y,cr
about the candles. do a little quiet
pumping of the young duke. See If
he knows or has any plans l seem
to fancy that have heard somewhere
of splendid mausoleum being built
by the Dowager Duchess Of Heather
lands and the young duke will know
II it's so or not Pump him. I'll stop
here until you return"
1t was full twenty minutes before
the superintendent got the informa-
"Well?" said Cleek as he came In.
> There is a mausoleum being built, Is
there not?"
Yes. The murdered woman has
been having it built for the past five
or six months for the express pur-
husband entombed there, apart from
all other Heatherlands and with all
the pomp of dead royalty. The struc-
ture will not be completed for quite
another half year. In the meantime,
as this tragical affair has disorgan-
lied all arrangements and the body
cannot be inferred in the mausoleum
until it's completion. and it would be
difficult to get an order to disinter 1t
If 1t were once underground, Capt.
Glossop has consented to have 1T placed
for time in the new and as yet I'M
used vault which he had erected last
month in Brompton cemetery"
"A friend in need is friend in
deed" quoted Cleek sententiously:
then after moment. Mr.. Narkom."
he said
Yes. old chap"
Let's go down and have another
cup of tea. ] want to have n word or
two with the young duke"
my dear fellow! Good gracious
do you think
mo; I've got past thinking
know one thing. however; for I've
been poking about while you were
away The coos Vow - t over
this one. but the cook didn't do it. A
Ave foot woman can't reach up and
cut down eight and Il half feet of
bell-rope. and-look. see! She
wouldn't be likely to do it with the
blade of safety razor if she could"
III.
The little gathering in the drawing
room had not undergone much in the
way of a change since they left it..
Cleck and the superintendent saw
when they returned. The tea things
had been removed. for the young
dukes peppery temper was still in
the ascendant and he was parading
his six-foot-one of vigorous young
manhood up and down the floor in
manner which wasn't the best
thing in the world for the white-and-
green Persian carpet. The tall cap
tain sat on low sofa beside his
beautiful wife. who thoughtfully
turned her rings ON her fingers and
followed with grave sad-lookine eyes
the constantly pacing figure of the
restless duke.
My dear fellow. of course neither
Amy nor / believe the captain was
saying. as elect; and Narkom made
their temperance. "bnt tn" thin" is.
can you make others as disbelievin:;
when your unhappy condition is 50
we'll known and her grace's maid pos
itively swears that the door was not
locked. and. All, here you are
again. MIR. NarkOm, and your good
friend the amateur Investigator with
YOU"
amateur hddlesticks" Blurted out
the young duke. with n short. derisive
laugh. Fellow who doesn't know any
better than to look Tor jewels that are
rot lost. and look for then, on a lady's
fingers at that. BY Jove you know,
Glosson, " ii had been my wife,
n L