Evening star., 1921-07-30
Continued from Yesterdays Starr


what makes you think that any
one killed him?" the inspector coun-
tered swiftly "Your maid telephones
YOUR uncle here has.merely Informed
you that Mr.. Crevefing was found
dead"
She shrugged and faint smile as
Of scorn curled her mobile lips for an
, instant before they settled again In
that unyielding line.
What fatal accident could have pc
fallen him in his own home? Her
long. slim. white hands dismissed the
possibility with a gesture of hnailty'
my husband was in perfect health
and there can be no question OF
suicide. I demand to be told at once
how he died"
He was found in the study or
library which opens just beside tn the e
staircase there, shot through tne
heart. The weapon, an army IA. was
within reach Of his hand and there
was no living person In the mouse
except those who discovered ths me
gravely. Mrs. Creveling. when DID I'D
you last see your husband alive!
Last Sunday. He came down TO
Broadmead over the week end. She
broke of and asked quickly: VINO
found my husband? Was 1t Rollins
or Sarah? Where are theyo"
Frank Hill. the valet. interposed.
"Mr. Creveling himself gave them a
holiday yesterday. Mrs. Creveling, he
said.
She darted a swift glance at him
and nodded slowly: but save ior
preston did not change for moment.
Then a quick thought came to her.
Then who-?"
Her uncle OWNED the question be-
fore it was uttered.
too. by telephone some little time
before you were. but 1t was man
who called me. a stranger. 1 don
remember ever having hard his voice
until early this morning" He spoke
hastily. almost furtively. eugene
entertained some one at supper here
late last night, Myra, some client OF
ours, probably
"Did you know that he intended
doing so, Mrs Creveling?" interrupted
the Inspector brusQuely. do you
know who the person was?
She shook her head.
81 only know that il my husband was
shot he was murdered. do not wish
to act in opposition to the authorities.
but it is permitted, I believe. that In
a case like this l may engage private
Investigators to cooperate with
them?'
The inspector bowed, but George
Alexander started forward.
"Myra! Such step would be most
most unnecessary! I am sure that
the authorities are perfectly capable
Of handling this terrible situation and
that they know best. myself
thought at first that it could not
have been a case of suicide. but the
pistol lay within touch of his fingers.
IL saw it myself! II you drag In
laundering private detectives you will
subjet US to needless and distressing
notoriety This shock has dazed you.
you are not quite yourself. my dear
If you will take time to think the
matter over
II have thought" Mrs. Crevelins
favored her uncle with a long in
scrutable look and before it he
seemed all at once to shrivel and the
lines of age which grooming and
care had kept smooth stood out in
his pallid face. Il knew Eugene
better than any one in the world and
| know that the suggestion Of suicide
is absolutely untenable. I'm going
to find out who killed him. Uncle
George, If I move heaven and earth
to do So I have heard of man, a
scientific criminologist l believe he IS
called, who is quite famous in his way.
I want him IL he Is to be had. His
name is Wade Terhune."
A swift glance passed between the
inspector and McCarty and the for
mer shrugged with q slight smile.
McCarty grinned in answer. So once
more Terhune with his little scientific
recording instruments and trained
analytical mind was to be pitted
against the routine methods of the