The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1927-01-28

THEY'LL ask YOU questions and what
you must do is to answer them ac-
curately-n0t what you think or
imagine but what you know. Keep
that in the front of your minds.
The clearer you are in your state
ments the quicker you'll get
through. And please stay here, Just
as you are. They'll probably want
TO see YOU right off"
A benumbed silence followed his
departure. Anne moved from the
door to a chair carer the others.
Stokes withdrew his hand from
Flora's and Strengthened himself,
Jerking down his waistcoat and
craning his neck up from his col
lar. The low ripping murmurs of
the receding tide were s%ingularly
distinct. Suddenly the shrill whistle
of q launch pierced the night out
side. Mrs. Cornell leaped as if
the sound had been a weapon that
had stabbed her:
"Oh!" she cried, "why do they
do that? Isn't Sybil being muir
dered enough 10 stand !"
"For Gods sake, keep your
mouth shut" Stokes flung at her,
glazing.
The savage quality in his voice
penetrated Mrs. CornelPs encasins
terrors. She shrunk and slid the
look of a frightened animal at
Shine. Then the silence settled and
they sat like those who have looked
upon the head of Medusa.
Bassett on the wharf in the cove
watched the launch approaching
over the glistening floor Of water.
As it grated against the boards he
heard his name in a deep-thrOated
bass voice and the big body Of the
sheriff climbed over the side. A
rough padded hand grasped his,
and, "Well, Mr.. Bassett, the laws
got us together again" was growled
into his ear.
Tive more figures followed him.
One was RawsOn, the district at
torney, whom the vivid light re
vealed as a man much younger
thar Williams. tall and narrow
shouldered, with a lean New Eng
land Visage and a pair Of horn
spectacles astride a high-bridged
nose. The other was disposed OF
with a casual hand-wave and a
murmur Of Patrick" brought, ii
was explained. TO take charge OF
the causeway. ftawson, it appeared,
knew Gull island well, having been
there several times on legal bust
ness for Mr.. DriscOll.
Az they walked back Bassett told
his story. lie noticed that the
Younger mans questions were
sharp and to the point and before
they had zone half way he realized
that Rawson was Of a much higher
grade of education and intelligence
than his c%oadiutor. A smart chap,
he thought, and felt his burden
lightened-they could do good
Williams observed with a grim
you couldn't have a murder
committed in a better place than
this-better for us. once you're
here it's a id hard business
off. These folks are as good
as in prison. Now, Mr.. Bassett, just
where does that causeway Lief"
The channel stretched before
them, a shining expanse, ripple
creased, SUBMITS of rock emerg-
ing. The receding water was like
q silver veil being slowly with
drawn, its delicate tissue torn by
;harp-edged projections. Bassett
pointed beyond the wharf:
There Below the water there
ire steps cut in the rock that lead
TO it. The whole stretch won't
De clear till nearly midnight"
Williams gave his instructions 10
he man Patricia watch on the
causeway, any one stopped who
from the mainland or at
empted TO leave the island. Pat
.ick, a silent massive countryman.
With a stolid bulldog face, thrust
nut his chin and nodded. He
touched off, the sound of his heavy
)oots loud on the rocks. The 9th
rs turned toward the house. the
tight from It's opened door falling
outward in a long golden square.
The occupants of the room heard
hem and looked at one another.
frs. Cornell, with clenched hands,
lowly stood up, and the rest, like
in church who see a figure
Use and simultaneously follow It's
Example, got 10 their feet.
The three men entered and I'M
.er the shadow of the gallery
iaused for a moment surveying the
tanding figures much as they
have looked at some spec
acle arranged for their approval.
'assett, with no precedent TO guide
i'm. walked toward his associates
nd announced:
ladies and gentlemen, the au-
horities have come. Mr.. RawSon
nd Mr., Williams :
They bowed and then not know F.,
lg what to Do next, subsidized into
heir seats. The men came forward. :
10 The long table. where
Villains sat down. fumbling ia his :
ocket for a fountain pen and pa I
and clearing a space for the |
lking of notes. Rawson, surveying ,
he seated assemblage, said: T..
This is tile whole of your com ,
any, Mr.. Bassett?" ,
"All who were here at the time /.
f the murder. Several Of the ac- ,
Drs and assistants left at FIVE
nirty and Joe Tracy, one Of the ,
ompany, at a quarter TO seven" :