The Daily Alaska empire., 1930-05-31
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 CHARlEsG) BOOTH ,


 Flique said, frowning.
 Professor Johns laughed unstead- fly. Here I am boring you with my theories. That is one of the results of living alone. Won't you come inside?"
 Flique accepted the invitation and we preceded John into the tower. the ground floor of which was occupied by firewood, garden ing tools, and packing cases. A stair gave access to the floor above. Ascending it, we found ourselves in comfortable square room which evidently served as a living quar- ters and study.
 Two of the adobe walls were cov- cred with books-scientific and phil osophical works. There were shab- by chairs, a picture or two, several warm looking rugs, and a battered desk upon which stood the lamp, a pair of field glasses, and a telc- phone.
 The desk stood by the north win down which would give at daylight an excellent view of the house on the other side of The Gut. Lights marked the positions of many of the windows and I was able to see the fireplace and writing table in the library and the chairs in the sunroom. -
 We chatted for perhaps an hour and half. Both Johns and F'lique revealed themselves as exceptional ly well-informed men. When Hend- ricks, the boatman, appeared with a bundle of text books under his arm, we arose to gM
 You have an excellent teacher!" Flfque exclaimed. j ''The best in the world" Hen dricks grinned But he keeps me right at it.
 Johns was not dining at the house, he informed us, but he said he would walk over after dinner. As we took our departure, Flique gave me the rifle to carry
 The Gut was at the height of it's fury again and we. proceeded along the edge of it. u !, @Flique,"f I said, Johns couldn't have shot Parados and Grainger with a pistol from, the tower, could hep" as.,8 ats #.f s
 Impossible Flique replied. "A pistol cannot be fired with such accuracy at such a distance
 Tt couldn't have been," I nod As we drew near the house I noticed that we were walking fast CT. A common impulse was driv- ing us on. We were running as we came up to the patio windows Samuels was drumming impa- tiently on the wfiting table. Kirk and Gridley were twirling their hats. Mrs. Parados and Miss Jahries occupied chairs in front of SamuelS.
 Samuels turned his harassed face towards us. The glitter of green and white stones and gold-colored chain on the writing table caught my eyes. It was trashy thing. A bit of cotton was attached to the chain ,. and it might have been worth 35 cents.
 Thirty five cents!
 I've about decided to quit my job and join the movie police, :" Samuels burst forth. Monsieur is unjust to himself" Flique protested. What is it? That the bullets which killed Messielirs Parados and Grainger were not fired from M. Annersley's pistol? Poufl You will commence again. You knew?'l
 Could 1t be otherwise?" "Oh, all right. Gridley has just come back with Captain Geddes' re- port. Neither of those bullets was fired from Annersley's gun-unless he had two guns, both of 'em equipped with silencers, and that nonsense. He must have told the truth. I have had to let him go." Tt was the truth that he told, my friend,' Flique said gravely. And now. this thing turns up," Samuels continued, and he tossed the g,iady pendant to Fliques
 Miss Jahries found it in the patio The string on it matches the string on the tag that was in Parados' hand"
 And where did mademoiSelle find this trifle?" Flique asked. Tell him, Miss Jahries," Sam uels grunted.
 T was watering the shrubbery in the patio" the housekeeper ex- plained. "It was buried under the coprosma in front of the sun room. shouldn't have found it if the water from the hose hadn't loosened the earth. Mrs. Parados was on the