New Britain herald., 1921-07-06

He took out of his pocket a small 1 bundle and carefully unwrapped the 1 oilskin cover.
 "A hardkerchief?" questioned Kent l as the detective did not unfold the white muslin. but held it with care
 .'Yes. One of the prisoners in the cage told mo Turnbull dropped it aa Dr. Stone and the deputy marshal carried him into the ante-room. Smell anything?" holding up the handker- chief.
 "Yes.' Kent wrinkIed his nose and s1liffed several times. Smells like fruit"
 Ferguson nodded. "Good guess; I noticed the odor and went at once to pr. McLane. He told me the hand kerchief was saturated with amyl nj trate."
 "Amyl nitrite,' repeated Kent re- fectively. "It is given for angina pectoris.'' -
 Yes. Well, in this case it was the remedy and not the disease which killed Turnbull,'' announced Fergu- son tTiumphantly.
 "Nonsensc!" ejacuiated Kent "I happen to know that the capsules contain only three minims--I once heard Turnbull say so"
 ''Dr. McLane and I took the hand kerchief to a. laboratory and the chem ist found from the number of parti- cles of capsules in the handkerchief, that at least two capsules-or double the usual dose-had been crushed by Turnbull and the fumes inhaled by him, with fatal results Hold on," cautioned Kent. 'In the furry of the moment Turrpul may have accidentally put two cap sules in the handkerchief, meaning only to use one.''
 MT. Kent" the detective spoke inn pressively, that wasn't Turnbulls handkerchief That is womans handkerchief-look at ito
 Ferguson laid the little bundle on the broad arm of Rents chair and with infinite care folded back the edges of the handkerchief, revealing as he did so the small particles of capsules still clinging to the linen. But Kent hardly observed the cap sules, his entire attention being cen- tered on one corner of the handker- chief, which had neatly embroidered on it the letter "B.''
 The gloomy morning, with leaden skies and intermittent rain, reflected Harry Rents state of mind. He could not fix his attention on the busi- ness letters which Sylvester placed before him. instead, his thoughts re- verted to the scene in Rochester's and Turnbulls apartment the' night before.
 A knock, and Sylvester departed, only to return a second later. Miss Mcintyre to see you,'' he announced, and stood aside to allow the girl to enter
 It was the first time Kent had, seen Helen since the tragedy of Tuesday, and as he advanced to greet her he noted with concern her air of distress and the troubled look in her eyes,
 You are so kind,'' she murmured as he placed chair for her. "Babs told me you have promised your aid, and so I have come because it is wiser to have our talk here.'' Her faco frightened up at sight of safe stand ing in one corner "Is that yours or PhiliP's?" sine asked pointing to it.
 ''The safe? Oh, it's for our joint use. owned by the firm, you know" explained Kent, somewhat puzzled by her ca agerness.
 Do you keen your private papera there, as well as the firms?"
 "Oh, yes; Philip has retained one section and I the other.' Kent walked over and threw open the massive door which he had unlocked on en- terng the office and left ajar.
 Which is Philips section % she asked.
 This and Kent touched the side O, thu safe.
 Helen took from her leather hand bag a white envelope and handed it to Kent.
 Please put this in Philips com partment,'' she said. and as he hesi- tated, she added pleadingly, "p1ease do it, Harry. and ask Eno questions"
 To his surprise he discovered the compartment was unlocked. Without comment he pulled open the inside drawer and started to lay the white envelope on top of the papers already there, when he hesitated.
 ''The envelope is unaddressed, He1- en- he remarked, extending 1t to- ward her. She waved it back.
 "M is sealed with red wax" she stated That is all that is necessary for identification
 Kent turned over the envelope-the | large red seal which bore the one let ter 'sB." He dropped the letter in side the drawer, locked the compart- ment and closed the door of the safe.
 A telegraph boy appeared around the corner of the corridor and thrust a yellow envelope at Kent. Notion ing to Helen to wait, Kent tore open | the telegram. It was from Cleveland | and dated the night before. The | message ran:
 | Called to Cleveland. Address City | Club. Rochester" Without comment Kent held out | the telegram so that Helen could read l it.
 'What!' she exclaimed. Philip in | Cleveland last night I-I-don't un l derstand.'' And looking at her Kent was astounded at the flash of terror l urhj Shnne instance hen