Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-11-14

~ the midnight scene, which Lax
ton and I had watched, was ex-
planned Redslade and tPell, al
~ though we thought 1t was lone
man, had just discovered the alb
hey treasures when Laxton'S voice
frightened them. They stuffed the
jewels into a bag and fed.
RedSlade continued: .
"You see, Fotherbury was trying all
the time to cross Pell, but Pell crossed
him. Pell'S attack here in the library
was the last straw. Pell and I were
going to confront him with the whole
story, make him eat humble pie. We
were comparatively rich. We meant to
clear him out and recover Newplace at
OUR own terms. We had him between
the pincers and we didn't reckon with
violence
yet" said I, ''it seemed to me, Pell
wasn't easy in his mind. Don't you
think he had some inkling of the risk
"nsi. yss-eefsAinfy. He anew mis-
Fotherbury and he knew his Marling.
That was why Pell insisted on keeping
Newplace right in the hmelight. But
now It was all over, and he thought he
had Fotherbury trlISSed, we didn't think
violence was possible In the presence Of
all those people. who would have
thought it possible?"
"And even now" said I, cit beats me.
Can't SEQ how 1t was done"
''That's because you aren't observant,"
said I,axton. "Fotherbury shot Pell and
ran the risk Of having to shoot himself
rather than face what was coming. You
didn't see him because you weren't look
ing. You were all Staringfat Pen."
But he was examined like the rest;
"Hs was, standing by the fireplace,
wasn't he? And you were all in front
Of him except Marling. That's why you
saw nothing. But I'm convinced that
Marling saw It."
And then recalled the awful look in
Markings corpse:like face during that
"It's very simple" Laxton went on.
"After Fotherburys had cried out his
horror Of the deed, and Easterly had ex-
amined the body, he did what I'll DO
now"
Laxton got UP and walked to the tele-
phone by the fireplace
He called Wayne. Then he just
slipped back the catch of4the little desk
here and raised It"
We strained our eyes to watch Lax
ton. He closed the cover OF the tele-
phone desk and held UP aslittle re-
volver.
''I found It the day before yesterday.
Why he didn't remove &c secretly can't
say; partly fear and partly feeling that
IL was the safest hiding place"
That old manl---so venerable. with
his grand air."
MY dear Mr.. Grenofen," said Lax
ton. there's nothing in the world can
be so deceptive as = venerable appear
ANGEL He didn't take me in for long. II
deceived him much longer. Fotherbury
believed until this very night that i was
q professor of archeologyl don't believe
Mr.. Redslade himself even now fully
realizes how this dirty usurer did him
tni What was the mortgage debt that
EmithinS cleared?"
Just over $4,000" said Redslade.
"And they let you have the same sum-
Fother6ury; being smithins; paid ex:
actly 100000 for the whole thing-and
I suppose it's worth five times that at
least. When that was evident. I knew
who'd killed Pell or had him killed. But
how? traced every movement Of every
man. The man who dictated every
movement was Fotherbury. I walked
about between the door and the CHM
new corner trying for some dodge to rid
myself of an imaginary pistol. And then
Fotherhury had done. My own back
would have hidden me from everybody
in the room except the man by my side
But still there was no hiding place in
Wew-till my right hand naturally fell
on the little desk cover and it
moved"
by Jovel" said I. "MarlinE! 1t
struck my nerves horribly at that mo-
ment Marling dropped his spectacle
case with q clatter on the stones, while
Fotherbury stood at the telephone. He
must have seen"
''Marling had nerves, too" said Lax
ton. "Old Fotherbury had none"
We all looked at RedSlade, his dark
eyes gazing through us.
This ought to be the happiest day
Of my life" said he. But I've lost
Pell. Rather than lose Pell I'd