New Britain herald., 1921-07-11

the colone's new secretary and got the securities" Sylvester paused. eff I'd rested content with that success I'd been all right" he added. But was in too great a hurry and forged MT. Clymer's signature to a check for five thousand dollars and presented it at the Metropolis Trust company. As luck would have it MT. Turnbull eashed it for me himself"
 But didn't he suspect you?" ex- claimed Clymer.
 No. I made the check payable to Colonel Mcintyre and forged his en- dorsenent,' Sylvester spoke with an air of pride. MT. Turnbull accepted the check; later something must have aroused his suspicious, and I found when he questioned me that he be- lieved Colonel Mcintyre had forged tha check"
 Good heavens! You let him think that'" gasped Mcintyre; then wrath gained the mastery. You scoun- drel!"
 "Of, encouraged him to think it, Sylveste' grinned again. You must have handed MT. Turnbull raw deal he was so ready to think evil of you" That is a lie!" exclaimed Helen hotly. When I went downstairs to l investigate the noise I heard in the library father, Jimmie told me who he was to quiet my fright. He showed me a letter. which he had just found on your desk in tho li- brary, confessing that you had forged MT. Clymer's name on the check, and begging Jimmie to conceal your crime | and save Barbara and me from the | shame of having you exposed as a forser and thief 'I never wrote such letter." shouted Mcintyre, deeply incensed.
 ''No, it was a clever plan," acknowl- edged Sylvester. con one of my trips to your house, Colonel Mcintyre, I se- cured wax impressions of your front door lock. l went to your house Mon | day night and put the letter among 1 your papers just before Turnbull was admitted py your fool of butler. | 1T waited to see if Turnbull got the l letter and to find out what he'd do with the securities, which he had re- | fused to turn over to me. After he had read the forged letter Mr. Turn bull acted sort of faint and went out in the hall. I could just see him put | down box on the table and lean against the wall. Then he went into the dining room and came back sec- ond later carrying a glass of water, | and I saw him take up and open a small box and toss some white pills into his mouth; then took good drink, and, picking up a handker- chief lying On the table, he went back into the library
 There was silence as Sylvester's cal lous recital of the tragedy ended Helen, her eyes fearless and dark with suffering, sank slowly back in her chair ana rested her head against Bal hara's sympathetic shoulder.
 50 Turnbull's death was accident al after all," exclaimed Ferguson. "Or was it suicide?' ?''
 Accident, answered Kent. '1 found some nitro glycerine pills in the umbrella stand by the hall table, Colonel Mcintyre nodded. Evidently Turnbull put down his pill box before getting glass of water and in his at- tack of giddiness accidentally opened the box of aconitine pills"
 Mrs. Brewster bowed her head in agreement. That must have beer it. she said. However, I saw Col onel Mcintyre tear off the paper wrapping and open my package o1 pills just before dinner, and when ] heard that Jimmie had died from aconitine I--I-'' she stammered and stopped short.
 You suspected had murdered
 him?" asked Mcintyre softly.
 Yes" she looked appealingly a
 him. Forgive me, I should never
 have suspected you, but the pills, bo, and all, were missing the next morn.
 ing from the hall table,
 ''Turnbull must have thrown thu
 box into the umbrella stand" ex
 plained Kent. That was where found t. Did you get the securitie
 Sylvester?' turning to the prisoner "No,' sullenly. "She did'' and {
 jeck of lis thumb indicated Heller Mcintyre.
 Helen raised her head and ad dressed them slowly.
 "Jinlme and I expected Barbara t, ) come in at any moment, and he start ed to leave when we saw you comin, 3 downstairs" she turned to Mrs. Brew } ster. Jim mic declared that if w
 were found together I might be com } promised He couldn't explain hi 3 presence without exposing father we both thought you forger, father, she interpo1ated. as Mcintyre tool 8 her hand and pressed it understand