The Daily Alaska empire., 1930-09-15
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Thorne chuckled. What do you want, Inspector?" he asked. But wait" He rummaged about in his drawer and took out a bottle of perfume. Smell that" he thrust it in Mitchell's hand, then drew out the handkerchief he had found in the music room at Oaklands after his interview with Elsa Chase. Un- folding it, he disclosed theatre ticket. Now, smell the perfume on this handkerchief"
 Mitchell sniffed at the handker- chief and again at the bottle:
 "The same scent" he declared, then glanced at the label on the bottle: "Humpn, Heavenscent-ap- propriate name" He looked up sharply. What has the perfume to do with the case in point?" | Thorne tossed the ticket into Mltchell's lap.
 Good for one performance a,' Kcith's Theatre yesterday he com mented. Find out, if you can, In- cpector who purchased that ticket there is a bare possibility the ticket seller might know, and then I'll answer your first question The officials of the laboratory stand by their tests Mitchell stated, They declare Kane came to his death through inhaling carbon monoxide gas. I've made a care ful examination of Oaklands and Mrs. Winslow is right; there is no way the gas could have been intro duced into the bathroom through the usual causes-from the exhaust : of an automobile engine, a gas range, a gas water heater, gas logs, ard other gas heaters. That posi- lively puts the crime on person or persons with the chemical knowledge to generate the gas and, with sufficient diabolical ingenuity, to introduce it undetected, into the locked bathroom"
 Thorne took out his pipe and to- bacco
 Your reasoning is entirely logi- cal, Inspector" he admitted. So logical, that I am doubtful" his voice trailed off into silence for moment. Have you located Jack?Y
 Not yet glumly. "A description has been sent broadcast through the regular channels throughout the country"
 Inspector Mitchell drew out a bill folder and bent closer. I Did you run across Dr. Kane while you were in Boston?"
 Again Thorne shook his head Never even heard of him. Have you made any inquiries about Kane, Inspector?"
 1 Sure Kane was divorce; they don't know what became of his wife, her name was Sara Holcombe No children, apparently He stopped and cleared his throat. While Kane has always been looked upon as first-class orthe- Ipedic surgeon, his practice of late years has fallen off, for no appar- ent reason that the Boston police could find out"
 That's interesting commented lThorne quickly. I'd follow it up, Inspector.
 Mitchell nodded. They added he'd been short of funds lately, with creditors pressing him for money; his bank admitted he'd made un- fortunate investments
 Mere and more interesting" ex- Iclaimed Thorne. Inspector, you're ion the right track.
 Mitchell looked gratified. Glad Iyou think so," he said Nov, listen there, Thorne, you've seen this bill folder before?"
 Thorne looked more closely at the leather bill folder
 Tt was lying on the chest of drawers in Kane's bedroom the morning after his murder" He stopped speaking as Mitchell opened tthe bill folder and spread it's con- tents on the desk; all were there as Thorne remembered them-the three matches, visiting cards, driv- CTS permit and registration card for Kane's automobile, and five hundred dollars in bills of varying denominations.
 He wasn't killed with robbery las the motive" remarked Mitchell, lseparating the money See here, , and he produced small, soiled piece of paper, stuck between two ten-dollar bills. Read that memo Irandum."
 i Hastily Thorne scanned the pen Gil lines: "J. w. paid sl,0o0; still fdue 5000; int. per cent"
 Tt was written by Kane" he announced quickly; Boston sent down specimens of his handwrit- ing"
 Interesting, very. What do you make out of it, Inspector?"