New Britain herald., 1930-10-18
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 Tho,ne smothered his surprised ejaculation Lambert was, indeed, telling him news.
 50 Ferguson knew pr. Kane in the rast?' He stroked his chin while never removing his gaze from Lambert. Did he see the doctor privately on Monday night?"
 No, sir; Lambert spoke with positiveness: "only when the doctor was dead. You remember. he found the body lying on the ground"
 Why did Jack Winslow attack his uncle on Tuesday afternoon No lies" striking the desk resounding blow with his fist.
 They quarreled over Miss Chasa a. least that's the part I overheard. nLmbled Lambert. TT was pass ing and-and- the door as open and they were both loud-spoken MT. Jack was broken up about it: when he came to his senses"
 "Oh. so Mir. Jack has brain storms, mas ne
 Lambert nodded sorrowfully. Like his father before him, sir, understand Mir. Jack reeled out of the den and begged me to help him get away. l suspect" speaking in a confidential whisper. MT. Jack thought he'd choked his uncle te dcath."
 Lambert the detective spoke slowly, Inpressively. was it before this scene with his uncle or after it that he arranged with you to get lis belongings out of his workshop il' the attic?"
 Before, sir,' the response was spoken with the promptness of truth.
 And why" Thorne leaned closer in his earnestness, "did not Jack Winslow take his personal belong irgs with him-his clothes; appar- entity he left without even a tooth brush"
 He had bag full of things on the canal boat already"
 You mean all ready" swiftly, flor a quick getaway? Lambert, your words imply premeditated murder
 They don't neither" protested the butler hotly. You're putting words Tn my mouth l didn't say That there bags been on the canal boat for month or more. Mr. Jacks very fond of fishing and canoeing and he used to sleep on beard the Jenny Wren sometimes when fishing late, and the boat was down this way
 Did Mr. Jack see Miss Chase be- fore leaving Oaklands Tuesday afternoon?" he asked
 No, sir' Forestalling further questioning, the butler added swift ly. MT. Jack wasn't in shape to see any one, least of all his sweetheart He told me 10 tell her she would hear from him in a day or so and not to worry."
 You gave her that message?"
 q did"
 Did you tell her that Mr, Jack lad gone?'
 No" Lambert supplemented the gruff monosyllable in some haste, reading the scorn in Thorne's eyes. MT. Jack said he would write her where he was and full particulars how to get to him.
 Did he do so?"
 Lambert nodded "rhe note came last night, under cover of one to me-"
 And you gave that note to Miss Chase?" persisted Thorne, sternly.
 Again the butler averted his eyes, 1T was in the devils own hurry to get away he admitted, swallowing hard. Then too Miss Chase had made me mad
 "Ha, in what way?' The detec- tive was watching his companion as a cat watches a mouse, ready to spring. You tried to extort money" his jaw shot out-'you curl"
 Lambert winced. She gave me money of her own free will" he Whined. "Twasn't that. She's been trying to prejudice Nr. Winslow against me. and get me fired.'
 And so you held back MT. Jacks note?"
 No, I didn't, exactly. But I left it on my pillow for Lucy to take to her the next morning. She has it by now.'
 Thorne shook his head. Lucy preferred to have Mrs. Winslow see it first he announced softly.
 With bound Lambert gained his feet, his face livid. "By-she double