New Britain herald., 1921-07-22

who dld it. Fifteen minutes later Carroll and Sullivan left the cell. They made their way through the courthouse to the veranda and stepped to one side, gaz- ing curlously upon the groups of men and women who stared at the famous detectives from the North.
 Whats your idea, Jim ?' asked Carroll quietly
 Sullivan shook his head "I hate to have ideas this early in the game, chief'
 T saw you looking at Stan as though you were doubtful of his ver- acity."
 Sullivan turned earnestly toward ms superior. "I don't want to hurt you, David, but I must speak frank ly You yourself admitted when you started down here that you we're coming for the purpose of freeing we are here for that purpose or to md who really is guilty?' You mean-?"
 to your friend ?'
 That's absurd r. .'' | Nothing is absurd in case like this, chief. I believe I can see some thlngs-in this case-with greater clarity than you. Am I at liberty to do SOP"
 1 Yes"
 Even though they point to MT. Forrest?''
 Carroll answered softly. ''Yes, even though they incriminate my friend. But why in Gods name should you reach the same asinine conclusion at which this rube sheriff jumped 2" l There is every reason,'' came the quiet answer. T don't agree with MT. Forests logic about the letter don't believe he would have failed | t, show it to his wife. And it struck me while he was talking that perhaps he got his mail and put it in his pocket and forgot all about it-until, as he says, he went to the river. Let us presume that he fshed for that 1.-two hours. Then she came down there to get the key. That may have reminded him of the letters-search- 1 ing in his pockets, you know. 1 This is only a theory: but as a theory it is worth while Let us pre- sume that he read the letter then for the first time =. that he went to the cabin in white heat of sus- picion; that she-well, we'll say, would deny the accusation. If we accept these premises, lchief,' he finished soberly. "it would be wrong to eliminate MT. Forrest as a suspect!''
 What you have said is true, Jim. You've got to be my check-rein. What want is the truth. If the truth puts the moose around Stanfords neck l shall not try to take it off. But" and his jaw squared gri1nly; If there's a chance on earth that he isn't guilty if there are mitigating circumstances I'm going to find it.' He swung lsuddenly on his assistant. Haven't you overlooked one thing, Jim?''
 Several probably, Which one ir particular?''
 Bennet Hemingway
 ''The man who wrote that rotter letter."
 'tYes?"
 him?'
 l Just consider: here we know that he was in Columbia on the eighth We know that he was in love with Mary in his own dirty, rotten way | ! ship with her. Now suppose Hem ingway's passion for her was of sucl strength that it reached the killin, theat at thought of her marriage t, another man. I won't call such thing love but even our ow1 dear gunmen have killed for women It's the age-old motive for murder
 Carroll and S1livan carrying thei grips made their way the length o the dusty street to the rather at tractive two-story frame dwelling which flung forth the sign
 GRAND HOTEL
 The portly landlady was swingin blithely on the veranda swappin gossip with one Camilla Robinson stenographer extraordinary in tn office of the clerk of the court. A the two strangers swung in at tn gate they abruptly ceased their chat ! ter and rose expectantly. Sullivan lheard distinct sibilance: "It' them!' from Camilla.
 The landlady struck bargai quickly: two dollars for doubl room with dinner and breakfast fo two.
 They shaved and changed liner completing their toilet just as l huge gong sounded from downstairs They descended slowly, to find motley crew surging from the iron room to the dining-room near tn back veranda; two lawyers, sever railroad men, the lady teller at tn Karnak bank, Camilla Robinson, Ell lery Simpson, proprietor of the dru store; Peter Royce, clerk of the cou1 and champion long-distance gossip o the community, in town for the ex press purpose of seeing to it that tn newcomers did not find themselves il lwant of information.
 They found chairs. placed for them selves at one of the long tables an' settled down to a not untasty mea of fried chicken, corn bread, rice an gravy, little chunks of meat whicl the colored servitor fatteringl named steaks The preliminarie in the big tea goblet nursed to tn