Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1919-05-22

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the boudoir after preparing it else
Igwhere, he would not recognize. A
sort Of sixth sense convinced him
that If he kept on looking he must
find that clue.
He went into the bedroom. The
beautiful appointments, replicas $of
Marie A~ntoinette's, seemed to mock
at his quest. we know" they
seemed to laugh at him, I'VE know
all about it. but we will peve:. tell!"
Untouched since Estelle's deft hand
had turned back its silken coverlets,
the bed seemed waiting for some fair
occupant. With a sigh at the pathos
Of it, Stone suppressed an Involuntary
thought Of the incongruity of that
fully unbeautiful owner. There was
"a profusion of embroidered pillows,
and across the satin puff lay a fairy
like night-robe of gossamer texture,
and coquetish ribbons. A peignoi. Of
pink crepe lay beside it. and on the
floor a pair of brocade mules waited
in vain for feet that would W
There was nothing helpful here,
and with a sigh Stone went on to the
bathroom. e Fit for a princess, the
shining white and cleaning silver
showed careful readiness. Embroid-
cred towels, delicate soaps and per-
fumes were in plAee-all showed pre-
paration, not use.
IF I were searching traces of Es-
telle, now" groaned Stone. despair
ingly, to himself, Il could find thous-
ands. But Miss Darlington didn't
come in here at all, but whoever rims
er that glass did," The thought caus-
ed Stone to start with eagerness. 1t
was the fact of the glass being out of
line with the other appointments of
the washstand that had first attracted
his attention to it. After the test, the
glass had been returned to it's place,
now in strict position between a silver
cup and a flask Of violet water
Spoon in it," unused Stone. "Shows
carlessness on the part of whoever
put it there. Don't believe a. spoon
was in a glass, generally, in this cell
estial bathroom. It"
His nominations were cut short by
a shock of surprise. Under HI wash
stand was a small waste-basket. Had
this been overlooked by the searchers?
Not surprising, for thorough search
had not been made in bedroom or
bathroom, as in the room where
death had taken place.
Stone mechanically looked yer the
contents Of the. little basket. There
was only a scant handful of papers.
But carefully spreading a towel on
the floor he turned h basket upside
down. Tremblingly he fingered the
papers. The first was the wrapper
that had contained a cake Of French
soap. AT a glance. Stone saw the
corresponding soa in it's silver dish.
Estelle had doubtless placed it there,
casting away it's paper.
But among the scraps was another
paper-two more. They were,-they
surely WERE in creases like the folds
of a powder paper!
With lightest touch, Stone unfolded
them. There was one, about four
inches square, that had been folded
as If to contain a powder. This was
white, and of a texture like writing
paper. The other was of a paraff1n
paper, exactly the same size and
shape, and in similar creases. Also
there was a bunchy ball Of tin-foil,
that, when smoothed out. proved to
be Of identical shape and size with
the other two.
There was no room for doubt.
These were unquestionably the wrap
pers of the aconitine! Stone detect
ed on the inside of the parafin paper
traces of the powder itself, and knew
that a test would prove his discov-
cry a true find.
Now, then, where did he stand?
To his own mind, what he had found
proved that Miss Carrngton had her
self gone to the bathroom, opened
the powder, thrown the papers care
lessly in the basket, and then, mixing
the stuff with water, had taken it then
and there and rinsed the glass and set