The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1922-08-24
CONTINUED From Our Last Issu0

CONTINUED From Our Last IssuO
Antony gave BIZ smile and was
silent for little. thinking.
els there another inn at Stanton
fairly close to the station7"
1.-THE Plough and Horses'-just. at
the corner where the road goes up
to the stations that the one you
mean7"
THAT would be the one. I sup
pose you could do with drink.
couldn't your"
"RatherF' said Bill, with grin.
Good. Then have one at the
Plough and Horses Have two, If
you like, and talk to the landlord, or
landlady, or whoever serves you. I
want to find out II anybody stayed
there on Monday night"
'sRobert?" said Bill eagerly.
''I didn't say Robert" said An
tony. smiling. ST just want you to
find out IL they had visitor who
slept there on Monday night. A
stranger. II so, then any particu-
lars you can get OF him. without let
ting the landlord know that you are
interested"
Leave 1t to me-" broke in Bill.
IT know just what you want"
Don't assume that 1t was Robert
--or anybody else. Let them de-
scribe the man to you. Don't In
fuence them unconsciously by sug-
costing that he was short or tall, or
anything of that sort. Just get them
talking. If it's the landlord, you'd
better stand him drink or two"
fright you are" said Bill conf
IDENTIFY. "Where do I meet you
again?''
Probably at the George II you
get there before me, you can order
dinner for eight o'clock. Anyhow.
Wen meet at eight, If not before"
Good" He nodded to Antony
and strobe off back to Stanton again.
Antony stood watching him with
little smile at his enthusiasm.
Then he looked round slowly, as If
In search Of something. Suddenly
he saw what he wanted. Twenty
yards farther on a lane wandered
of to the left. and there was a gate
a little way up on the right-hand
side Of it. Antony walked to the
gate. filing his pipe as he went.
Then he lit his pipe. sat on the gate,
and took his head In his hands.
''Now them" he said to himself,
"1et's begin at the beginning"
Tt was nearly eight o'clock when
William Beverley. the famous sleuth-
hound. arrived. tired and dusty, at
the George" to find Antony. cool
and clean, standing be re-headed at
the door, waiting for him.
us dinner ready7' were Bits
first words.
Eyes"
''Then I'll Just have wash. A-ord.
I'm tired"
'I never ought to have asked you,"
said Antony penitently.
That's all right. I ghan't be a
moment" Halfway up the stairs he
turned round and asked. Am ! II
your room7"
Eyes. Do you know the way?"
Eyes. Start carving. will youI
And order lots of beer" He dis
appeared round the top Of the stair
case. Antony went slowly in.
When the first edge of his ap.
petite had worn Off, and he was able
to spare a little time between the
mouthfuls, Bill gave an account OF
his adventures. The landlord of the
''Plough and Horses" had been
sticky, decidedly sticky-Biu had
been unable at first to get anything
out of him. But Bill had been tact
full; lorblessyou, how tactful he had
been.
He kept on about the inquest,
and what queer affair 1t had been,
and so on. Then I said carelessly
that It must be very hard to remem'
Der anybody whom you had just
seen once, so as TO identify him
afterward. and he agreed that Il