Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1932-06-20

manner however. that the process was
really not painful at all and the major
found himself taking quite a liking to
the ingenious young man.
Presently. Mr.. Enderby rose and OBJ
served that he must go along 10 the post
Office.
If you will give me receipt for that
check, sir
The major went across to the writing
table, wrote a receipt and handed II
to him, saying, I suppose you are OIL
back to London today?"
oh! no." said the young man. Il
want to take a few photographs, you
know of your cottage at Sittaford. and
OF you feeding the pigs, or hoeing up
dandelonS. or doing anything char
acteristic that you fancy. You have no
idea how our readers appreciate that
sort of thing Then I would like to have
q few words from you on What intend
to do with the $4,000 Something
snappy. You have no icea how dis
appointed our readers would be if they
didn't get that sort of thing"
Yes, but look herc-it'S impossible to
get to Sittaford in this weather. The
fall of snow was exceptionally heavy.
No vehicle has been able to take the
road for three days anyway, and it may
be another three before the thaW sets
il properly"
I know" said the young man." it is
awkward. Well, we'll, one will just have
to resign oneself to kicking up ones
. heels in Exhampton. They do you
pretty well at the Three Crowns. So
long, sir, see you later
He made his way to the post Office
and wired his paper that by the greatest
of good luck he would be able to supply
them with tasty and exclusive informa-
ton on the EXhampton murder case.
He reflected on his next course OF
action and decided on interviewing
Can't. TrevelyanS servant, Evans, whose
name Maj. Burnaby had incautiously
let slip.
A few inquiries brought him to IS
Fore street. The door was opened by
a man so typically an eX-sailcr that
Enderby had no doubt of his identity.
Evans, isn't it," said Mr. Enderby
cheerfully. 4 have just come from
Maj Burnaby.'
oh" Evans hesitated moment
Twill you come in, sir"
Enderby accepted the invitation. A
buXom young woman with dark hair
and red cheeks lowered in the back
ground. Enderby judged her as the
Lewlywed Mrs. Evans.
Bad thing this about your late mas
ter" said Enderby. Who do you
think did it," he demanded with an
ingenious air of seeking information.
One of these low-doWn tramps, I
suppose" said Evans.
oh! no. my dear man. That theory
Is quite exploded.
The police saw through that at
once"
Who told you that, sir?'
,,,fN - 1,oH no.
the housemaid at the Three Crowns
whose sister was the legal spouse OF
Constable Graves, but he replied:
Had a tip from headquarters. Yes.
the burglary idea was all pat up job. y
Who do they think did it Them
demanded Mrs. Evans coming forward.
Her eyes looked frightened and eager.
Now. Rebecca. don't you take on SO"
said her husband.
Cruel stupid the police are" said
Mrs Evans. Don't mind who they
wake up as long as they get hold of
some one She cast a quick glace at
Enderby
Me? Oh! no. I am from a news
to see Mai. Burnaby. He has Just won
our Free Foot Ball Competition for
5000"
WHAT" chied Evans. Then these
things are square after all"
Didn't you think they were?" asked
Enderby.
We'll, it's wicked world sir. Evans
was a little confused. feeling that his
exclamation had been wanting in tact.
II have heard there's lot of trickery
concerned The late capting used to
say that prize never went to a good
address That's why he used mine
time and again"
He described the captains winning of
three new novels. Enderby encouraged
him to talk. He saw a very good story
being made out of Evans The faithful
So ant-old sea dog touch. He Won
60 just little why Mrs. Evans