The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1919-01-16

"You know better than to take
things she said in a temper scri-
ously! If we + to repeat idle
conversations, suppose ! say that
/ heard you say last evening that
you'd like TO kill her!"
81 didn't shrieked Anita.
"You did," declared Pauline,
calmly land Gray said she ought
to be killed, too. | know you
didn't mean to kill her, but I've
just as much right to quote your
foolish words as you have to quote
hers"
"Nonsense!' said Haviland
"lct up, Polly! You two + al
ways at each other! As there is
no question as to who killed poor
Miss Lucy, why rake up our fool
ish words spoken under the in
tense provocation Of her exhibi-
ton Of temper. which was spe-
cially trying last night. 1nspcc-
tor, can we tell you anything more
OF importance?"
SO far the Inspector had been
almost silent, and appeared to be
learning some points from the
conversation not addressed to
him. Now he changed his man
ner, and began briskly to ask
questions.
"This glove" he said, holding
it out, twas, as you know, found
clasped in her hand. Is it yours,
Mr.. Haviland?"
"No," said the young man, as,
after a close examination of the
glove he handed it back; "no, it
is a size smaller than I wear, and
it is of a different make from
mine"
"Have you any idea whose it
can be9 1t is highly improbable
the burglar left it."
"I've no idea," and Haviland
shrugged his shoulders. "But if
it was not left by the intruder,
where could it possibly have come
ifrom9 1t is a mans glove"
"Could it be one Of Cousin
Carr'sY" said Pauline. aAunt
Lucy was awfully fond Of any
. thing Of his. She kept one of his
caps in her drawer for months
after he left the last time"
"No," replied Haviland; "it
isn't Loria's. He wears larger
gloves than I do. Ny theory points
to a sort of gentleman burglar,
a sRaffles, you know, and I think
he talked with Miss Lucy before
he struck that blow, and disarmed
her mind Of fear"
what an extraordinary ideal"
and Pauline looked thoughtful.
but how else explain the
glover"
And the snake? Did your gen
tleman burglar persuade her to
wear that paper thing7 Never!
Gray, YOUR absurdl"
Another thing" went on In
spector Brunt, returning the glove
to his roomy pocketbook, Sin the
bedroom we noticed a glass of
milk and beside it an empty plate.
Was it the lady's habit to have
a night lunch7"
yes" said Anita; "but she
rarely ate it. In case Of insomnia
she had ready a light repast, but
she almost never touched it."
The glass of milk is still un-
touched" said Brunt, "but the
plate is empty. What did it con-
.tain?"
"A sandwich, I think said
Anita. "That is what Estelle usu-
ally prepared for her. She will
know-Estelle, the maid"
Miss Carrington's lady's
maid7"
eyes; though not hers exclu-
siyely. She was expected to act
as maid for Miss Stuart and my
self also at such times as Miss
Darlington didn't require her
services"
And she, then, brought the
breakfast tray that is upset on the
floor9"
Eyes; Miss Lucy always had
an early cup Of tea before she
dressed for breakfast with the
family
And the maid took it to her
this morning? Did she not then
discover the-the tragedy"
She says not!' cried Pauline :
but I'm sure she did! She says
she saw Miss Lucy at the mirror
and, thinking her engrossed,
merely left the tray on the tab
ouret and went away
aRidicnIOuSiD exclaimed Flaw.