New Britain herald., 1925-03-23
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visitors attention on herself. But still the husband of this mhor star ' of the film Armament came not. and Kathleen reverted to her old fear that the master of the house had been drinking. The yainglorious boasts of the gamekeeper's daugh- ter suddenly petered out. The same idea had occurred to her.
 "Whatever is simon up to!' she exclaimed.
 She quilted the room, every movement studied as though In front of the camera, and Kathleen anxiously awaited developments. The discovery that John Crimes daughter was the wife of the man who had offered his allegiance against Sir Dudley rather discount ed the value of that aid. Kathleen suddenly felt out of her depth and began to wonder if she was the victim of conspiracy.
 She wished that she had brought | Wragge with her, or even dear, dunder-headed Norman would have ! been better companion in that meretricious house than none at all.
 Then, loud and clear from across 1 the passage, a scream rang out and away in the back of the house an electric bell whirred as though 1t | would never stop. A quick batter or footsteps sounded in the hall, the bell ceased ringing and confused clatter of women's voices arose in the opposite room.
 A minute later the befrilled and ! hoydenish maid-servant stood In the doorway. white as paper.
 Please miss" she faltered, "thc missis says will you. kindly go away. The masters dead"
 De d?" Kathleen repeated blankly.
 Seizure or something of that. And missis says will you kindly stop your cab at Doctor Wilson's at the end of the street and leave word for him to step around. Hes been attending the master for his cart"
 There was nothing for 1t but to comply and Kathleen passed out to her waiting taxi, catching glimpse of the famous Maud Blair" bend ing over a crumpled heap of hu' manity in the dining room. MT Simon Trickey seemed to have started to meet his Maker from 6 spindle-legged Tottenham Cour' Road chair. His head lay on the table.
 Kathleen gave the desired mes sage at the house of the local prac' titioner and drove back to Cadogar Gardens. As she was paying the driver of the taxi an Inspiration came 10 her.
 Did you" she asked, adding z generous tip, notice gentleman come out of the house at Brixtor while I was there?"
 "No, miss" was the prompt re ply. "Only lady. Stylish party, an( seemed in a bit of hurry"
 CHAPTER XII
 The Purple Aigrette
 On entering the house. after as certaining that Lady Marrables va
 out gadding as usual, kathleel
 rang up Inspector Wragge at Scot
 land Yard. Within half an hour h , was with her, listening to her stor
 of what had happened during he call in the Lipscombe Road. "A bad business" was his com
 ment. "Mr, Trickey has been yer , tnconsiderate."
 But don't you see, Mir. Wragge . that his death on the eve of furthe
 revelations Is very suspicious, Kathleen could hardly conceal he n exasperation at official stolidlt!
 "Trickey's death comes just righ |, for Sir Dudley, and I should not b T surprised If he had contrived 1t"
 I've mustn't beg the question D Miss Glenister, but l shall certainl
 have to see that local medical man, ,t replied the inspector. "The fact s Mrs. Trickey being a Bcechwoo if girl is a complication which wi h either add to or lessen our difficu if ties"
 "I am glad that you see it in tht n light" said Kathleen dryly. h You are convinced that MT " Trickey asserted that her husban W was engaged with q man, wheret
 you saw a woman leaving Il h house." inquired the inspector. IS "I did not say saw woma |, leave the house." Kathleen rejoil y- ed. T said l heard the swish of lc silk skirt in the passage and sa II the tip of purple aigrette depar Id ing from the front door. The tax d driver described the wearer as ic stylish party in bit Of a hurr! m But it might have been man al a guiscd as q woman"
 is Wragge expressed his thanks ar CT took ha departure. alleging il
 need for haste in seeing the loc lg doctor before the death certifca 1e was given.
 le He found Doctor Wilson 10 be
 sandy-haired young Scotchma ye newly established, but with fuI
 of native shrewdncss which Wrag Ill was quick to appreciate, tn q see," he said. Your interest i. Mir. Trickey's death Is that CT would have been an important wi st ness in a case you arc working c a Suspicion of foul play? Well, lis think you can disaouse your mi
 of anything of the sort. In fact CT have already signed the death ce an tificate as indicating cardiac affe ny ton. The symptoms or the bo
 point to that. and have be ZIG treating lir. Trickey for hes aw trouble ever since I came here" 'w The inspector nodded. "Bit
 bad luck then, doctor, and tha