New Britain herald., 1925-08-03
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 after years of breeding conspires with his son 10 murder Sir Francis, Lathrop's daughter, Margaret, is engaged to Sir Guy Lathrop, and the Honeybuns attempt to have him convicted of the murder.
 Wilmot, a chauffeur, called Mon key Face, learns of the crime and begins a series of blackmailing plots. In a hght he kills James Honeybun.
 Wilmot, under arrest and hand cufed. escapes. Ho is recaptured while attempting to force the elder Honeybun to file through { h c shacklcs. Confronted with the evi- dence unearthed by Klyne. Samuel Honeybun has related the plot which led to the murder Of Sir Francis. He asks Klyne whether he is interested in details about the red rain.
 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY Klyne shook his head. No, thank you, Mir. Jessck," he replied. "I have got the hang of it, I think.
 You knew that sooner or later you would fall under suspicion. You thought that by finding the red rain and immediately reporting 1t 10 police authorities, you would con- vince them that you had nothing to fear from them. thereby establish ing your innocence.
 And when you learned the Mir. Roake believed that the blood had nothing 10 do with the murder, lvu hribed the Reverend Larkin to have the performance repeated in his rain gauge, and again in the gauge of Dr. Stampage. You hoped that this would prove to Roake that his theory was right, and the blood was placed by practical jokers."
 Mir. Honeybun sighed in assent. Roake cleared his throat. Though he had fallen into line with his up start" competitor, he had to assert himself occasionally, and the time for it had come.
 You are not obliged to answer. hut If you do whatever you say may be used against you" he pro- nounced the ancient police wheeze. Sir Francis Lathrop was killed in the car, I presume?"
 That is 50, Half vay between the Grange and this house.
 Bearing in mind the warning I have just given you and that I am taking notes. who struck the actual blow" pursued Roake.
 T should have done it if I had had the strength, but - had not" |" the old man avoided positive accu- sation of his dead son.
 Handsomely spoken sir" said the inspector, pocketing his note book. Remembering the promise pledged to Monkey Faces victim, he added: q shall not arrest you tonight. I must confer with my su- periors at the Yard as 10 the pre- else charge to be brought, You can sleep at home, but a local con- stable will he on duty at your bed room door"
 Sleep My God!" groaned the virtual prisoner
 What bell was that?"
 T am afraid that 1t was the front door"
 The question was put by Sir Guy Lathrop; the answer was tendered by his cousin Margaret, who had come up 10 the priests hole to see that the fugitive wanted nothing more for the night,
 But it was now very late - past midnight, in fact and the lovere could hardly believe that the police would disturb the household at such an hour merely to make inquiries.
 T had better go down and see, II Margaret added.
 She stepped out on to the land ing, and after closing the movable panel, descended the stairs into the dimly-lit hall in time to witness the admission by the gasping Jevons of Inspector Roake and Mir. Adrian klync.
 Tt is all right Miss Lathrop, '' Roake treasured tho shrinking girl on the bottom step of the grand staircase. T come neither In sor- row nor in anger, but with a very sincere admiration for the gallant part you have played in this in auiry. My friend Klyne and l want to set your mind at rest, and 10 let Sir Guy loose again, Your fathers murderer is dead, which is as good as saying that the murderer wasn't Sir Guy"
 When, few minutes later. the young baronet entered the library Roake stood up and made him 6 stiff little bow.
 "All clear, Sir Guy he tried tc be facetious. You will be glad tc hear it wasn't you. Twas then Honeybuns, after all. The young one is dead, and the old boy is al good as in custody at his owr house"
 By love, that's deuced smart 0 you," the eN-suspect addressed th' Scotland Yard officer. though hi wink was directed at klyne, What ever did they want to murder poo Uncle Frank for? don't think tha he was even acquainted with ol Honoyhun."
 "It falls to me 10 explain that, said kIyne. Tt was the toy hors that used to stand on that cloc that gave me the idea of lookin for clue in the early life of Si Francis. Of course, Inspector Roak never saw the toy, because l ha taken the liberty Of borrowing it be fore he came on the scene, so h did not enjoy the same facilitie But prior 10 following that luck a1r,,r.ttnp J}grAraraA etrr