Evening capital. [volume] (Annapolis, Md.) 1922-1981, 1922-11-25
CHAPTER III
The Nidnigilt Visitor

So we separated. Detective Rich
noud, leaving a policeman on guard
the library. went upstairs to view
be body, whilo Jack Marion rushed
IF. promising to return in time for
he inquest. 1t was now nearly nine
5'clock, and being anxious to inter
-esate Barry on what ] considered
lis suppressed knowledge of the muir
Ter. summoned him and went again
into my private Office. Barry fol-
lowed closing the door after, hun,
while tebllmy place at the deslSa and
lighted my pipe. Through q. Gldudlof
smoke ] scrutinized him closely, but
lie bore my gaze imperturbably, wait
M for me 10, Begin the interview: /
Barry, when did you see Mr.. Whit
moro for the-iast time p ASKED AZ
last, carefully noting the!sffect Of my
words. N
"As told that detective, sir: when
took IN the coffee and SANDWICHES
was. the calm reply. But vas noi
70 he put off so easily.
You did not 20 to bed at the hour
<or~teid the .pelicer ! stated decis.,
lively; 81. myself, heard you come ZIP
the back stairs. and it was nearer
1uarter to ono than twelve. Now
what I want to know is what you
we're doing during that titIic-bctwcen
twelve and lalf-past?" 49,
! ~, fsF - lxr al
made no response. l waited quietly
hut he continued to maintain sui
len silence. $500
what were yeu doing during tina,
half hour" I repeated stcrhly. be.
yinning to lose patience with the man
IF YOU do not answer now you will
&c made to DO SO at the inquest. Your
term in prison" -,
Probably the mention of the peni-
.entiarg was too much for him. but
unable to stand longer, he sank into
chair ais trembling hands, grasp
ing tho desk as IL for support, The
1uiet 81 Tie house vas unbrokcn OK.
rcpt for the footsteps of the police
man on guard in the hall. and an oc-
casional sound from the man in the
library. TnsrclsFasr little. danger OF
dis overAcaa6EE 6ars tonyefsafioiiA as
he walls were unusually thick and
on the library side lined with heavy
bookcases. The clock OH nearby
shelf slowly licked away the minutes,
but still the man crouched In the
chair offered no reply In another
thirty minutes the coroner would re-
turn. and 1t was unlikely that ]
should have another opportunity TO
Interview Barry alone.
"well?" l encouraged. beating an
impatient tatto on the arm of my
Office chair This effectnally awaken
I'd him from the stupor into which he
had fallen. TO realization of the
present.
II didn't kill him. Mr.. lockwood. !
didn't Kill him; swear. / didn't. he
cried brokenly, his eyes, unnaturally
bright. resting pitilessly on me. You
know | wouldn't harm hair OF his
head"
Nes. yes. | believe YOU, Barry.
because know it was not you who
stabbed Mr.. Whitmore. | know how
devoted you were to HIM" 80
'.He took ire in when all The worid
had turned against me. | would viii
lingly have given up my life for him
in return" he murmured softly.
Il am sure of it, bat you haven't
told me yet what you did after you
carried in the tray until you retired"
For another brief moment he hesi-
tated. then deciding to make clean
breast Of all he knew. he Strengthened
himself In his seat think he was
afraid the police would succeed in
fastening the CRIME TO: him because
Of his ptevious record. and hoped that
with my help he could establish his
innocence. Be that as 1t may, with
ont further hesitation he squared his
shoulders and began to recount the
event which had taken place after /
had LETT the library.
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