The Rock Island Argus and daily union. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1920-1923, 1922-01-23

what are we going upstairs
again fort" demanded Craig. I've
got to make my report at head
quarters. and it's getting on toward
morning"
You're not going to rouse up old
Grfsvold again, then, and ask him
why he lied about his acquaint
ance with Mrs Vane?" Barry bent
a quiZzical glance upon the young
er sergeant
81 am not" the other announced
with decision I'VE have young
Ladd's word for it that Griswold
lied, but neither of them were I'M
dsx oath They're both under
guard and in the morning We'll
have them down on the carpet and
get the truth out OF them"
That's a good idea" approved
Barry. And while you are about
it, you might find out what time
little Miss Shaw goes out and let
the professor know. l fancy he'll
be waiting to hear"
Craig stared.
"Oh, yes; l forget that note you
slipped under his door. You said
something about porch-climbing
and chemistry. You're not putting
anything over on me, John?"
No" Barry smiled.
I'll put the men on guard out
side wise. SO that they won't kick
up a rumpus if they see him, like
a modern Santa Claus, perambu!at-
ing the fire escape with his white
whiskers waving in the early morn
ing breeze. That note simply ask
ed him to get into the other apart
ments when he was sure the Occu-
pants were gone. and search for
traces of a certain chemical com
pound"
But we'd only just left Miss
Shaw's apartment; we hadn't seen
either Griswold's or Ladd's them"
Craig exclaimed beneath his breath.
you don't suspect her, John?'
Barry smiled, but a trifle dry!y.
Barry waited until the younger
sergeant's footsteps had died away
/ in the quiet night air and then
, turned to the guard
"Doane, 90 you know who 1 am ?"
The patroIman nodded
All right" Barry broke in. 81
take it that your orders tonight,
Doane. are to keep guard outside
the apartment here in which the
woman was shot unless you hear
any suspicious sound within, or see
something which you think should
be investigated Is that SOP
Right, SIR" Doane responded.
Very good. You're going to see
within five minutes, and that some
thing is going to be me! Under
stand?"
q don't sir Doane replied.
But what you say goes. You mean
you want to have another look
around the place? I've orders not
! to let anybody in, but as long as
you're taking the responsibility, the
lock is smashed and l can't see
every shadow in this dark hall"
! Barry pushed open the broken
door, which swung drunkenly on
its hinges, and entering the per-
fumed. Uttered living room, he
found his way to the wall switch
and turned on the opalescent
lamps.
The little writing desk was open.
its profusion of papers scattered on
the floor, and the drawers of an al
most priceless Chinese cabinet had
been forced Approaching the lat
ter. Barry observed that its con-
tents were mainly scraps of draw
ing paper on which tiny figures
had been scrawled, each with a few
deft lines. and picking one up he
WhiStled SOFTLY
It was a miniature carfcature,
cruel in its sharply defined charac
ter defineation of pompous, good
natured Theodore Vansittart, hus-
band OF the woman whose unfinish-
ed portrait stood on the easel in
the studio. and glancing over the
others Barry found like caricatures
OF several people prominent in the
social and political life OF the city.
He was turning away from the
cabinet when he noticed something
which it was obvious that the de-
tectives had overlooked; a small
compartment at the top, with
handle formed by a tiny red-gold