The Daily Alaska empire., 1933-06-22
Chapter 33' HE COFFIN.

THE COFFIN st THE police had discovered tho ! owner of the gun. It was d mar by the name of Michael, Stravsky And photograph of the dead mar had been mailed to the gunsmith and he had said that without doub it was . picture of tho man whC bought the gun.
 That must be the murdered man then," I said. Michael Stravsky."
 Lorp nodded. His face was i'm passive as ever. but 1 think he was actually as excited over the develop ment as was.
 And 1t was bullet from that gun that killed Marcel?"
 "Yes. They extracted two bullets and 1t was that gun."
 But the man was dead long be fore that gun was used to kill Mar eel. If the murdered man was Stravsky that very fact links the murderer of Stravsky and the mur derer of Marcel. Stravsky's mrr derer searched his pockets, took the dead mans gun, among other things and later user the gun on little Mar eel"
 Perhaps" said Lorn. He would feel safe in getting rid of 1t as he did Simply tossing 1t to the lounge floor knowing that, even if 1t were traced 1t could do him no damage. l tell you. Sundean. this Is an exceptional criminal. It took nerve to do that
 Tt took" said hotly, thinking of Marcel. "a devil. 1 thought the gun would eventually prove to belong to the priest"
 q thought so myself" said Lorn. He pulled his coat tighter about him. We were talking in the courtyard. Inside in the little lobby were sev. eral policemen with Lovschiem. Ia, and protestant and frightened in the midst of them. and Madame Grethe listening coldly at one side.
 Why are they questioning Low schiem now? Trying to discover if he knew the man?" ~'
 T suppose so." said Lorn without much interest.
 Do you think he did?"
 T don't know. It's possible."
 "Stravsky-he might have been in cahoots with the priest"
 Lorn nodded impatiently. as If 1 were very slow at arriving at the conclusion.
 There's another thing" he said. "The poison was a compound of nicotine. No. no" he foresta]led my inquiries quickly-"that's all l know now. I'm off to the police sta. tion. Perhaps I'll know more when I get back. Ah-h-" iiffa
 He hesitated and looked little embarrassed. as if he had just re- membered his more pressing duty, and then said: You don't mind just keeping an eye on Miss Tally. do your"
 didn't mind. But I believa d managed to say so without undEe warmth.
 TN the hall upstairs met Sue. She ! looked tired and pale even in that dim light, and hadn't, she told me, slept well. ,s. P
 T felt-haunted." she said aud then laughed little tremulously. <
 We'll. had felt that way myself. l said: Fs
 "Pm delegated to keep an eye on you this morning. Lorn wapts to hobnob with the police" '
 "The police? Have they made any discoveries
 Briefly told her what they were, and she listened thoushtfully. After a moment she shrugged her shoul- ders. s7' There's nothing we can do, sup pose. but wait" she said. But the inactivity is rather bad.-Come," |" she said suddenly. You must see the show piece. I'll show you the famous Pope's piano."
 :: I followed her through the dim corridor. admiring as I went her graceful smooth carriage. the slope of her shoulders. the proud way, her head bent on her slender neck. ! It was just at the turn from the middle corridor into the north wing that an unexpected thing occurred. : She was wearing again the gray tweed suit and crimson scarf at her throat. and as she entered the north. wing door the scarf floated out, caught on a projecting latch