Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-07-03

chalk ends, isn't it," Reggie muir.
INJURED.
my dear fellow. DO you feel up
to this?" Tomas said anxiously.
YES, I think So" Reggie smiled.
Inspector Warnham arrived to ask
| If Mr.. Fortune wished to be present
at the post.mortem. Reggie contem.
plated him with dreamy eyes. "Oh,
ah. Where does that track so to?''
He pointed to the one by which they
| had not come.
That one? Down to Brasc. The
village the inspector snapped.
Where the rector's wife is" Reg
gle murmured. You didn't come up
that way"
NO, sir, we didn't. Would you
come along, please? Dr. Harcourt's
in a hurry"
Reggie stared at him in surprise
and strolled down the village track.
He came back to find the body al.
ready in car and the doctor fuming.
but he fingered about the place where
he had lain. Perhaps you'll join me
al Horsbury, Mr.. Fortune" the doctor
cried, and drove away.
Mr. Fortune rose from the ground.
and that's that" he murmured.
Inspector Warnham and his men
climbed into their car and departed,
and still Reggie wandered among the
trees.
what is it. Reginald?"
"Hasty, don't you think, a little
hasty?"
"Why, there's nothing more here"
Reggie stared at him. mo. Moth
ing here. Come on" They walked
to their car, and Reggie sank down
in his seat. Let her out. Tomas, or
they'll hang somebody before we get
there"
"Who?"
at don't know. A horrid case,
Tomas. Oh. what tangled web we
weave. when first we practice to
deceive"
In his office at Horsbury. the chief
constable of WesseX presided over
conference. He was a colonel of the
old school. and he had good deal
to say which was not relevant, and
Inspector Warnham reported what
they all knew. and Tomas. who had
been reinforced by his lieutenant,
Supt. Bell, smoked many cigarettes.
The afternoon was thus far spent
when they were interrupted by the
appearance of Mr.. Fortune. Il hope
/ don't intruder" he murmured, as
Tomas introduced him.
Come in, Doctor, come in," said
the chief constable. Were waiting
for the medical evidence"
"Well, the dead man had lived
rather fast Not very nice man."
We've got nothing against him,
Doctor" said the inspector.
Lived a mans life, eh, WHAT" the
chief constable chuckled.
Eyes. He was feeling like that. He
was shot in the left temple at close
quarters with a service revolver.
Death was immediate. And he died
some days ago"
Say a week." the inspector asked
sharply.
quite possible. Oh. is that a map
of the place." Reggie bent over the
table, 'Six-inch ordnance? Good"
Supt. Bell made room for him, and he
sat down to it.
Service revolver" the inspector
repeated. "Sure Of that Doctor"
RELL snorted. Lomas laughed.
- Reggie looked up and gazed mild
ly at Inspector Warnham. "Oh, l
think so, think sou he said. and pro-
duced a small box wherein lay re-
yolver bullet. Any objection?"
That's all right" The inspector
rubbed ais hands. Service revolver
Mr.. Brase went through the war, sir. ;"
He turned to the chief constable.
'There'd be service revolver Of his
handy"
ut wasn't suicide, you know" Reg
gle murmured.
81 bet it wasn't" the inspector
grinned. "We'll have hunt for that
revolver. SIR"
eyes. Might have a look for the
cartridge case, too" said Reggie. did
you notice it wasn't there?''
What do you mean?" the inspector
cried.
1.-The blood wasn't there, either"