Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-08-10

bedroom, which still reeked With chloro-
form, and all the clues were piled to-
gether on the table. There were not
many. There was pad Of cotton wool,
q half empty bottle of chloroform, bear
Ing the label of well-known whole
saler, and one of pair of old wash
leather gloves, which had evidently
been worn by somebody in his desire
to avoid leaving finger prints.
We've not much to 60 on there,
said Stafford disconsolately. THE
chlorofOrm may have been sold a long
time ago Any chemist would have
supplied the cotton wool, and as for
the glove" He picked 1t up and
looked at it, then he carried It to the
light.
Old as it was, it was of good shape
and quality and when new had probably
been supplied to order by a first class
govemaker.
There's nothing here" said Staf-
on the table.
A policeman came into the room and
saluted
I've cycled over from the Yard, sir.
We have had message asking you to
50. at once TO Sir Stanley Belcom's
private house"
How did Sir Stanley know about
this Affair." asked Stafford listlessly.
He telephoned, sir, about five
o'clock THIS morning. He often makes
an early inquiry
Stafford looked around. There was
nothing more that :. could do. He
passed down the stairs into the street
ana jumped on to the motorcycle which
mad brought him to the scene.
Sir Stanley Belcom lived in Caven-
ash Place, and Stafford had been a
frequent visitor to the house. Sir Stan :
ley was a widower, who was wont to
complain that he kept up his huge
establishment in order to justify the
employment of his huge staff of ser
wants, Stafford suspected him of being
something Of a sybqrite. His dinners
were famous, his cellar was the best In
London, and because of his acquaint
ahces and friendships in the artistic
sIS' sstS' he was something of a dabbler In
Tue arts he patrOnized.
Inc door was opened. and an un =
comfortable looking butler was waiting
vi tGe step to receive Stafford.
1oQ u find Sir Stanley in the Ii.
orqry, sir, he said
k.l '''S S'l lDN cluuclu toulu UDi
Ie!p smiling at this attempt on the
part OF an English servant to offer the
hour. - 'p1'' Va 'Ne
plm afraid we've got you up early,
retkins, he said.
mot at all, sir
smile. ''''eN :"
SSr stanley often gets up in the
~iauIe Of the night and orders a meal. -
STAFFORD found his gray haired chief
atrNeI IN tlowered silk dressing
toaster. ga -
"s,b bad news, eh, Stafford?" he said
0,sl St' down and have some coffee. The
glfl is goneE"
stafford nodded.
s,otinaH ana our unfortunate detective con
w"', "Wt W,o was sent to watch is half,
IS tN 80 III" mortuary, I presume?'
"b,,, ,>9t 50 bad as that" said Stafford
reca,. 1ut he got pretty bad knock. He's
ntIIt;el"d consciousness, but remembers
"oeSlilhg TINT happened ."
SSiE Stanley nodded.
,terF scientifically done" he saic
wTnTriG!'lngly' This, of course, is the
~ VI the Boundary gang"
Ms tov,f MiSH-- began Stafford betweer
stonTIaoyv" Tav" your breath, my frlend"--Sil
inc SMILED wishing will do moth
ms,,h lou could arrest every knowr
twenI,' OF the gang, and they'd hav,
albio a'lbis ready, and very gooG
an an,, a., - years since the colonel staged
hand JJ'EEraSe Of this kind, but his righ
N'.tq ~ mas mas not lost its cunning.
men LOOK ook at the organization of it. TIL,
troctiSSc' INTO the house without at
Tben me attention of your watcher
bnIpncoa at 'he exact second that the am
Snu dn, knocks down The nolicnman 'AnT or
moco ! don t suppose the thing tool
Was nun nun ten minutes. Everythin,
the timed. They must have know
possah Iour the policeman on the bea,
Sea S;sa along the street."
stanley poured out the cons,