The Little River news., 1920-04-03
W..sira4ions
 by 1rwinMyef;s

stopped abruptly,
 "I can't tell you" she said firmly. 1 T don't know. They must have come from him. from someone that kaeW- the letters
 What letters? Tell me about them"
 q can't tell what don't know. l haven't the least idea where Gaston Maurice is l had hoped he was dead in the uar Yet he cant be, l have had anonymous letters threatening me. They must have come from him or from someone whom he told of our marriage? How else could they know?
 Her distress was so real and her manner so convincing that l decided that she must be telling the truth
 Well" said I, If you cannot tell me where to find Castor Maurice i there is one thing that you can tell me-
 What is thatg'
 "Why did you visit my apartment late last night? Why did you put that revolver in my dresser?" Revolver" she queried in a puzzled tone, what revolver" The revolver with which Miss Lu- tan was killed" She eyed me in shocked surprise.
 "Why do you say sthis to me? never saw the revolver"
 "You cannot deny that you were in my apartment last night. ''
 But the revolver" she protnsiaa 'What do yor mean by that? I know nothing of any revolver"
 Last night, few minutes after Miss Lutan was murdered l said Sternly, some man or woinan entered my rooms and placed a revolver with one chamber discharged in the dresser in my bedroom. It was evidently placed there for the purpose of throw ing suspicion on ule, of making me out the murderer. The detectives found it there and arrested me. If you did not enter my apartment to hide the revolver, why then were you there?"
 T knew nothing about the murder" she answered irreleyantiy, until this morning-until l read about it in the papers,
 What about Wick?" hurled at her. Didn't Wick tell you?'
 Wick" she repeated in 8 puzzled way. .'Oh, MT, Wick, the snperntend- ent. No, have not seen him for sev- eral days"
 Did you do nothing yesterday at his direction?'
 How absurdl Of course not"
 "Why, then. did you go into my roomS?"
 She looked at me with frightened face, and her manner became more confused.
 T really believe you are trying to duplicate me in your crime she ejac- ulated. its absurd for you to try 10 question me this way"
 Lady" interrupted the keeper, you'll have to be going now. Times ug"
 Promise me" she begged hastily in an mdertone, as she departed, whatever you think about me, you'll keep my sister out of it"
 m promise nothing, unless you con. fess everything" l repeated, deter mined if I could, to drag her secret from her, even though l, as well as she. was eager to shield Barbara's name.
 Clair. Bradfords attitude, must confess, prIzzled me greatly. Her de nial that she had seen the revolver. or thar she had been working in con function with Wick seemed to ring true, and I was also inclined to be- ieNe her statement that she knew nothing of her former husbands pres ent whereabouts. While I was pom dering over her statements, my cell door opened and German was let in.
 Well. young fellc. he said. this sleuthing business "."n't turn out ex- actly the way we expected it to. did it?"
 You don't think I'm guilty, do youY'
 waited in agony for his answer. If he failed me, there was no one absolutely no one, to whom l could turn.
 Tt looks like you were guilty from reading tue morning papers, he an swered with . grin. ''Rut 1 don't be- lieve all read. They've made ont . strong case against you, though
 "I didn't do ftp l cried passion ately.
 eff you didn't, who did?'
 "It must have been Mir. Wick"
 "There you go, jumping at conclus- ions. Why not Claire Bradford?" Why do you mention her? Do you suspect herr" 'If she didn't do it, why did she come down here to see you?"
 "How did you know she was here?"
 "I was watching you all the time you were talking to her" "But how did you know who she