New Britain herald., 1925-04-08


 the country - had much closer re- latlons with the future cinema ac- tress than the rival, who was never really a rival. When MT. Glenister arrived at Beechwood Station late on the evening of the 7th of June. Mir. Colne and Sally met him by chance on the road, and Colne told the girl to leave them. She went of home, but before she had gone very far she heard shot. Colne as good as admitted to her the next day that he had killed Mir. Glenister from jealousy, thinking that his re- turn would disturb their pleasant relations.
 This, of course. gave Miss Grimes a tremendous pull over the Right Honorable stephen, but she failed to push 1t so far as 10 become the wife of cabinet minister. Being q wise wench, knowing the right side for butter on her bread, she &C., cepted the only terms she could ex- act q handsome pension which would enable her to embark on e career of adventure in London. There. by one of those queer kinks in the web of Tate which even the Yard cannot unravel, she met and married Mir. simon Trickey, the blackmailer of the other villain in the case"
 Kathleen extended her right hand 10 Wragge and rested the other on Normans shoulder.
 What a perfect fool have been," she said. ''I am almost too ashamed to ask your pardon, Mir. Wragge. Perhaps the fact of my folly having nearly cost me my life will make you magnanimous. You, too, Norman, must have been curs- ing me for a yindictive idiot"
 You have not much to reproach yourself for" the inspector made smiling answer. Indirectly you aided the solution by convincing Sir Dudley that he was liable to be suspected of the murder, and more than suspected If his fraudulent conspiracy with Trickey came to light. The resulting fear drove him to the outrageous conduct which, by causing tonights catastrophe, was the means of obtaining final proof from the mouth of the keep CTS daughter"
 twill Simon Trickey be arrest ed?" asked Norman.
 That will be for the chief Of my department to decide" replied Wraggc. But should suruise not. Simon is of the kidney that is pretty sure to round on his partner by turning Kings evidence. He has practically done so already by in- forming me of the contents of Sir Dudley's letter and by promising me a press copy of 1t.
 T should be inclined to let Mir. Trickey off," remarked Kathleen de- murely. You see, to some extent he is in the same boat as myself. He had got his knife into Dudley and meant to make things hot for him."
 Ali Grinstead loosed off great guffaw. Then I reckon, miss, I'm in that boat along of you and the bloke you're talking of. Lord! but made 1t fair 'ot for that swab on the stone floor and I'd have made it otter If I'd had my service boots on."
 They all laughed, and Kathleen proposed that after their strenuous day bed was the best place for them.
 Inspector Wragge was a long time going to sleep. His brain was busy in an attempt to conjure up an answer to the question which piqued his professional curiosity. He had family ties. He was q good husband and a good father. But before everything he was a detec- tive. How had Doctor Melville man. aged to write on that scrap of pa- per the name of the Beechwood murderer and in so doing freed him forever from the ruthless thrall of MT. Stephen Colne?
 THE END
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