Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-06-23
Markham nodded with dismal depres-

Markham nodded with dismal depres-
| sion.
Eyes. there appears to be an irevita-
oility about these tragedies that's beyond
mere human power to combat" He
| got up YEARLY and addressed himself
to Heath. There's nothing more can
do here at present, sergeant. Carry on,
and phone me at the office before 5"
We we're about to take our departure
| when Capt. Jerym arrived. He was a
quiet heavy-set man. with a gray,
scraggly moustache and small, deep-set
eyes. One might easily have mistaken
| him for shrewd, efficient merchant.
After a brief handshaking ceremony
| Heath piloted him upstairs.
| Vance had already donned his ulster,
/ but now he removed 1t.
Il think I'll tarry bit and hear what
| the captain has to say regarding those
| footprints. " know, Markham. I've
been evolving rather fantastic theory
about EN-; and / want to test It..
! Markham looked at him moment
/ with questioning curiosity. Then he
glanced at his watch.
IN wait with you" he said.
| Ten minutes later DR.. Doremus came
down, and paused long enough on
his way out to tell us that Rex had
been shot with a 80 revolver held at
| distance of about a foot from the
| forehead, the bullet having entered di-
rectly from the front and embedded
itself, in all probability, in the mid
! brain.
| A quarter of an hour after DoremuS
| had gone Heath re-entered the drawing
| room. He expressed uneasy surprise
at seeing us still there.
UnV fnd IN II c
report" Markham explained.
! THE captainll be through any
minute now The sergeant sank into
chair. Hes checking Snitl;ins meas
urements. He COUNT make much OF
the tracks on the carpet. though"
And fingerprints?" asked Markham.
Nothing yet"
And there won't be-" added Vance.
There wouldn't be footprints If they
weren't deliberately intended for US"
Heath shot him sharp look. but be-
fore he could speak Capt. Jerym and
Snitkin came down stairs.
What's the verdict, CAPE" asked the
sergeant.
Those footprints on the balcony
steps, said Jerym, were made with
galoshes of the same size and markings
as the pattern turned over to me by
| the prints in room. I'm not so sure.
They appear to be the same. however:
and the dirt on them Is sooty. like the
dirt on the snow outside the French
| doors. I've several photographs OF
| them. and I'll know definitely when
get my engagements under the micro
scope"
Vance rose and sauntered to the
archway.
May I have your permission to &c
upstairs moment, sergeant?"
Heath looked mystied. His instinct
was to ask a reason for this unexpected
request, but all he said was: Sure
Go ahead"
Something in Vance's manner-an
air OF satisfaction combined with sup
pressed eagerness-told me that he had
verified his theory.
He was gone less than FIVE minutes
When he returned he carried a pair
OF galoshes similar to those that had
been found In Chester's closet. He
handed them to Capt Jerym
You'll probably find that these made
the tracks"
Both Jerym and Snitkin examined
| them carefully, comparing the measure
| ments and fitting the rough patterns
to the soles Finally the captain took
one of them TO the window, and af-
fixing jewelers. glass to his eye, studied
the riser Of the heel
Il think you're right" he agreed.
There's a worn place here which cor
responds to an indentation on the cast
I made"
Heath had sprung to his feet and
stood cycling Vance,
Where did you find emp" he de-
manded.
Tucked away in the rear of the
little linen closet at the head of the
stairs"
The sergeants excitement got the
better OF him. He swung about to
Markham, fairly spluttering with con-
sternation.
Those two guys from the bureau
that went over this house looking for
the gun told me there wasn't a pair
OF galoshes In the place: and specially
told EN- to keep their eyes peeled for
galosheS. And now Mr.. Vance finds
EN- In the linen closet of the main
hall upStairsp'
But, sergeant" said Vance mildly,
the galoshes weren't there when your
sleuths were looking for the revolver
On both former occasions the johnny
who wore 'em had plenty of time to
| put EN- away safely. But today, d. We
see. he had no chance to seuuester
them; so he left EN- in the linen
closet for the time being"
oh, that's it, is it?" Heath growled
vaguely. Well, what's the rest of the
story. Mr.. Vance?''
That's all there Is to date, II I
knew the rest I'd know who Aired the
shots. But ! might remind you that
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