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A SHORT STORY
Tht Girl in the Fur Coat
: : : By PERCY JAMES BREBNER
In Palm Tree Court there is no palm | Then walking quickly along Fleet “Expect you'll have to. First of all
tree, as everyone acquainted with the | Street far as Mitre Court, I went | I must ask you to come down and see
Temple knows. Personally I doubt if through to King's Bench Walk, and [| Mr. Anderson. He is—is waiting for
there ever was a palm tree there, al- was rewarded. She must have waited | you to see him.”
though Bir Jorn Sounders. ihe somewhere after all, and was now go- “I don’t know him.”
oldest
inhabitant of the Court, declares it
stood on the spot where the stone
flags incline to a nall drain which
carries off the rain water. To hear
him talk you would think he had seen
the tree, which is ridiculous, and I only
mention this
opinion because the drain
happens to be opposite the door of No.
and on the third floor of that build-
ing I happen to live. This may
appear
a round about way of introducing my-
self, possibly you will find the method
characteristic of men. Barristers
waiting :
often
selves
for briefs and
take to the pen to keep them-
but I had
inclination this way, let alone the abil-
that it has fallen to my lot
these they
naturally at the hands of a novice.
recognition,
going, never
ity, so now
down chronicles suffer
At
any rate you have gathered that I am
a barrister and briefless
fortuitous wind
It is a which drifts
most of us into our particular rut in
life, and I think I must have been
blown into the wrong rut. My father’s
idea that because there were many
solicitors in the family a barrister
ought to have an excellent opportun-
ity. Several of my legal relations died
about the time I was called, and the
others prereferred to take their busi-
ness to someone who had no connec-
tion with the family. I do not blame
them; I would sooner deal with
neglect did
I had enough
and to be
candid, for more
strenuous adventure than I was likely
I lacked the
groove and
strangers myself. Their
not trouble me greatly,
to make two ends meet,
my youth longed
to find in the law courts.
energy to out of my
seek adventure, but I was quite ready
get
to welcome it if it came to me. And
it did. It came knocking at my door
in the mot unexpected and tartling
manner.
I am metaphorical when I say ad-
venture knocked at my door; as a fact,
it began at my window, half an hour
after breakfast—not a very early meal
on this particular morning, by the
way. It was late March, the first
touch of Spring was in the air, and
having lighted a cigarette, I threw
open my window and looked out. Palm
The
buildings are too high to admit much
sunlight. © Entrance at one end is
through a short tunnel; at the other
there are three arches, which we call
Tree Court is not a beauty spot.
the colonnade end. It requires a little
imagination if you have ever seen a
real colonade This morning there
much. sunlight as ever got into
but it the girl going
colonade which lent it
She wore
was as
the court,
toward the
especial grace and beauty.
a long brown fur coat and a toque to
was
match, not a particularly distinguish-
ing costume because a lot of girls were
wearing these then, but
there was somethng which differenti-
others. There an
r step, a swing to her
just
coats
ated her from was
elasticity in he
attracted
ract that she was the only
me; it was not
body which
merely the {
the world visible at the moment.
my window had made
and she glanced up.
girl in
The opening 0
a noise, I suppose
Of course, I was looking at her from
angle, the height of a
the impression
As she entered
again,
and from
but I
an
third
that
the colonade she looked
smiled and gave a little wave of her
hand
floor, got
she was pretty.
up
carried her glove.
hear the thought
through the minds of some
Not a nice type of girl they
but remember it was the first
Spring. It was in my blood,
to the conclusion it was also
in which she
1 can almost
passing
people.
argue,
touch of
I jumped
in hers, and thought no harm. I had
my coat and put on my
to change
shoes, but
before 1 wi
On the bottom flight IT met an elderly
gentleman coming up—it would per-
haps be more correct to say I just
asty descent.
only a few moments elapsed
rushing down the stairs.
missed him in my h
“Is there a Mr. Anderson in this
building ” he asked as I went past
him.
“«gecond floor, but he hasn't been
here for months,” I called back over
my shoulder.
any |
the direction of the gateway
which leads into Tudor Street. There
is little of the bold Lothairo about me,
and it that
would resent my having followed her.
hat her hand had
nvitation to do so; the spring in the
larch
ing in
never occurred to me she
wave of been an
nmorning was an excuse for un-
conventionality. Hearing me close be-
she stopped and turned.
hind her
“Are you following me?” she asked
“No, that is
oad
but
I beg your pardon.”
am not sure whether she smiled,
if she did there was no invitation
the
handsome rather than pretty and on
to continue adventure. She was
closer inspection she appeared to lack
seemed to
| something which she
sess when viewed from my third floor
pos-
window. Only distance and the angle
had lent her piquancy. She did not
look like a girl in whose blood there
was a tingling for adventure. After
looking at me steadily for a moment
she went toward Tudor Street, and I
took out a cigarette and tried not to
Two or three
Bench
look like the fool 1 felt.
King’s
men were crossing
Walk, but I came to the conclusion
that none of them had taken any
notice of the encounter.
I walked slowly back into Fleet
Street, remembering, now it was too
late, how much more effectively 1
might have answered her question.
Why had she waved to me? Had 1
been a little bolder the encounter
miecht have ended differently, yet
somehow I was not altogether sorry
it had not done so. I had been ai-
tracted by the girl I thought she was
not by the girl herself, and it was the
eirl of my fancy which kept the spirit
me, making a
of adventure alive in
return to the seclusion of my cham-
bers impossible at present.
I lunched up west, at a little Bo-
hemian place in Soho, and drank half
a bottle of wine to try and convince
myself that I was grasping enjoyment
girl in a brown
I do not suppose any
fur coat escaped my scrutiny, for
kind of obsession possessed me that
the girl T had fancied must material-
ize. 1 was out for adventure, was pre-
pared for it, and not a ghost of one
came over my horizon to disturb the
commonplace. About 4 o'clock T went
to Palm Tree Court in a state of de-
jection.
I entered the
tunnel, almost running into a loiterer
I saw two men at
Court through the
there as I did so.
open windows, and a horrible suspil-
cion came that girl of the
morning had been waving to someone
to me the
else. and that the Court gossip had al-
ready proclaimed that I had made an
ass of myself. Old Sir John Saunders
was on his doorstep, and to avoid be-
ing drawn into conversation by him
I pretended T was in a hurry.
rooms, pushed
and then
The carpet had
the
stood
I entered my
door to behind me,
star into a corner.
been turned back, and a bit of the
missing. Someone had
flooring was
been there during my absence and
What the devil had be been doing? I
went and looked into the hole. It was
some sort of secret hiding place, made
empty save
for the purpose, and wi
paper, a piece of
for a few scraps of
cloth, and a small strip of leather
“By Jove! Here is
all,” 1 said aloud.
“Mr. Burford Yates, T think.”
I swung round, suddenly conscicus
of danger. A man by
the door into mv bedroom, and I recog:
familiar about him.
knew the
the that
adventure after
was standing
something
later 1
met
nized
An instant
man I had
morning.
“Yes,
the devil are you?”
“Screed—Jeremy
he was
on stairs
my name is Yates, but who
Screed,” was the
answer.
‘And what the deuce have you been
doing here?” I asked, pointing to the
hole.
“My name is not familiar to you
“Astounding! The ignor-
You must
nothing to do. Idle
hands and the devil—you know the
proverb. That hole? Like that when
I came in. Wanted to see what you
thought of it, so stayed. Rather won-
on
he asked.
ance gives you away. be a
barrister with
I ran as far as the Temple Church,
then halted, wondering whether the
girl had gone up to Fleet Street or
down toward Paper Buildings and
King's Bench walk. I suppose I had
a that, having waved, she would
an ide
linger and give me a chance of catch- |
disappointed. I
ing her, and I was
hurried into Fleet Street, glanced
westwards and citywards, and it |
seemed as if fur coats and toques |
orn. There was
were no longer being Ww
as so dressed.
not a girl in sight who W
dered whether you would come back
at all, you were in such a hurry this
morning.”
He jerked out
fashion
his sentences in a
disconnected suggestive of
' cheap clockwork which was running
| down.
“you do not tell me who you are,”
I said.
“And you don’t explain why
were in such a hurry this morning.
“I have no intention of doing 80.”
you
Refined
Society
Lady
wishes to increase her
without
ac
partment R, 211 E. Park "Avenue,
Haddonfield, N. J.
will call, and reply will be sent in
biank envelope.
I there is a lady of refinement
and culture in this town who
income
engaging in commercial
tivity, she should write to De-
No agents
“Not by sight
“I have met him on the stairs once
or twice, but he hasn't been here for
months.”
“He
will explain why 1
has back I
here
come expect he
am
Screed closed the cham-
the
stairs.
but
the
per-
door of my
bers as we went out and spoke of
weather as we went down the
I wanted to resent his manner,
him, and
He
was too interested in
adventure, to do so was a
sonality you instinctively wanted to
study. He might be a burglar, trust-
ing to bluff, and although I went with
enough 1
ficht if
knocked at
him meekly was prepared
to put
He
which
up a necessary.
door,
immediately. Al
heavy
windows
Anderson's
opened
still
across
was
daylight,
curtains the
shut it out, and the electric light was
though it was
drawn
switched on.
“We've come to see Mr. Anderson,”
said Screed to the man who opened
the door.
bers before, Mr.
“Never.”
“Ever been in these cham
Yates?”
“No one been here for months, the
porter says, and he ought to know.
There Mr. Yates?”
He had shepherded me across the
room, and as he spoke he whisked a
chesterfield which
I stop-
sheet from a was
pushed back against the wall.
ped with a half strangled cry in my
throat. dead,
murdered.
the
“Does
Lying there was a man
He had been stabbed in
neck
Mr. Anderson explain why 1
am here?” Screed asked after a pause
1 did
looked at
immediately. I
the dead man
not answer
him, then at
unpleasant ideas
Here an
sily have done without
rushed
and
brain.
again,
into my was adven-
ture I could e
“A detective,” I said slowly. I began
to have a vague impression that I had
heard the name of Screed before, had
seen it in a newspaper perhaps.
he answered.
the
“That's the position,”
I bent
man. to look closely into his face.
“That Anderson,” T said.
“Ldok at him Violent
alters the aspect of a man.”
“That is not Anderson,” I repeated
said Screed, taking
“That is a
authentic
down to look at dead
is not
again death
“Very curious,”
a ( from his pocket.
photograph of Anderson
Seems to me it is the picture of the
man lying there.’
“Yes, but it is not Anderson,” T an-
swered.
“An interesting point,” he said re-
placing the sheet and the case. “We
must argue it out. Shall it be here
or upstairs?”
“In my cnambers,” T said.
He said soemthing which IT could
not catch, to the man as he opened
the door for us, and we went upstairs
in silence. Screed took my
vithout invitation.
ggestion,” he
and
people in
most com
fortable chair
said “Draw
the light.
opposite
“First st
switch on
the
interested.”
the curtains
Prevents
getting
houses too
I complied
“Qecond suggestion, Don’t tell me
anything you don’t want me to repeat.
Talking to me is sometimes like talk-
ing into a gramaphone.”
“1,00k here, Mr. Screed, are you
thinking that IT killed the man down
stairs?”
“Suggestion three Should advise
1
vou to tell me everything you know.”
“You do not answer my question,”
I returned.
“Suggestion four. Don’t expect it
I hardly ever do answer questions
Spend most of my time asking them.
If you haven't smoked all your cigar-
ettes I'll have one.”
I passed him my
“Kgyptians, and you usually smoke
case.
Virginians by the ends on the hearth.
Dined out night, and short
That is rather interesting to me, Mr.
Yates.”
“I fail to understand why.”
“Perhaps naturally, perhaps
My profession is full of uncertainties
only to be met by careful method. My
method is always the same. I always
fix on one person and radiate from
him until I hit the truth. In this case
I have fixed on you. See?”
last ran
not.
I laughed but felt uncomfortable. I
defy anyone not to feel a shiver down
his spine when Screed shot out sug-
gestions of this kind.
“You see the idea, Mr. Yates. The
first questions which came into my
mind are: “What do last
night, and why were you in such a
did you
devil of a hurry this morning? That
hole might be the answer to both
questions.”
“1 isn’t” I said. “I will tell you
why I was in a hurry this morning.’
“No. I may help things a bit if I
tell you,” Screed returned. “You
were smoking at your window when a
girl in a fur coat passed through the
Court and waved to you. A signal, eh,
Mr. Yates?”
“A signal!”
“May I ask if you have had a pleas-
ant day?”
“No.”
“Then my third suggestion. Tell me
all you know.”
“I told him exactly as I have set it
down here. Further I explained that
I had dined alone last night, had gone
to the theater, and, meeting an ac-
quaintance, had gone back to his
rooms in Bury Street to play cards | alon
“yes. {
«you have more confidence in your
other person had a key to Mr. Ander-
could
fears
uu
and
son’s rooms, he declared that I
not possibly have seen anyone enter-
ing them. I imagine that everyone
present, from the
wards, assumed I had looked upon the
wine when it was red. :
But there
against me. A man, quite a young fel
low, up from the country, stated that
he had come to find a Mr. Wicklow at
No. 14 Palm Court. He had evidently
been given the wrong the | We
name was not known by Pa
magistrate down-
was more evidence
floor
T
for
He
court
there was
coming down the stairs of No. 14, and | tunnel
was on the first landing, when, look | had I
ing from the window, he saw a girl in | ing.
a brown fur coat come out of the | “Be
house opposite. At the time he did | answ
not notice it was No. 5. She went to | plain
the colonnade end and made a signal Th
to a man who had opened an upper | than
window. He recognized me as the | the
man. The girl passed through the | night
colonnade. He watched for a moment I w
from the landing window, rather |discha
amused by the little romance, then | the n
TtLe
came down the stairs. As he came
he said
surprised
passage to the door he saw |
“She was disappointing on closer in- | w.,1q4 be forthcoming. I was removed
spection and not at all pleased to find | in custody, and it was difficult to
I was following her.” realize that I did not deserve it. Ther:
“Then why did she invite you b¥ | ..0 times when it is not easy to be
waving?” lieve in your own innocence
«1 didn’t discuss the matter with It was dark when my cell door
her, 1 just accepted the position, and ypened and Screed came in
put my tail between my legs.” Hope vou're not too comfortable,
“Are you sure she waved?” Mr 1 to object to night out.”
“Quite. She was carrying her glove “More evidence to be knotted about
in her hand. Of course, it is possible me?” 1 ed.
she was waving to someone ¢ Ise.” Can't say how it will work out ex
“Oh, no, it was to you all ri 2 wetly, 1 at any rate it may afford
“How do you know?” vou a littie excitement.”
“From information received,” and he “Excitement!” and 1 laughed, and
laughed. “Would you know the girl | as wa walked away from the station
again?” I told Screed how I had longed for
“Do you mean close to or irom any | dventure. The idea seemed to amuse
window ?” him.
“Close to.” “We are going to Palm Tree Court.”
“The dead man had been re
| pursuit
flashing the light, passed,
0
ule
without
hefore I had quite
fact, had disappeared through the nar-
to fir
moved, the place has
1d th
resumed its nox
row door on to the roof.
pen and empty.”
at was there?”
t 18
went
by
room, a policeman was stand-
. and gone, sir,” he replied in | Schemers invariably get periods of
to Screed’'s question. “I ex- |
: ; : pn 19 |
1 that it was his night off { ~~
NIGHT GOWN
e d seemed much longer | .
r tt ght gow ow ¢ !
really was. We were back in | weatt b t any da I'l
| bo I y re else 1}
ice station long before mid- | Very he ii . ro
yng ats1.85. We | ’ tity of
1 i { I sar 5. We
ought up again only to be | xtr 5 0 r
1 1 1 i ‘ logies for 1 € B & Pin} ¢
ed and receive apologies iol 0 t¢ cider ot check or'w ”
ke which had been made. | 0.0 :
| A MIC CoO
ung man who had entered my ) P
to find out,”
qne
dow
the door where the porter
of the things I
n the
Im Tree Court. Just beyond the
your
1 asked.
want
stairs and left
realized
he answered.
for he came up toward
“Interesting, eh, Mr. Yates? He was
at hole in
chambers and was present in court
| seemed surprised, and when the por-
ter was brought in between two con-
tables he
suppose he
became suddenly excited. I
thought had
him,
the porter
betrayed and before
‘ould interfere,
rey wounding the
He
before
olver and fired, por
ter in the arm was seized and |
overpowered he could fire a
econd time, which he evidently in- |
tended to do.
him, Mr.
' said Screed. “We shall have
talk about him in a day or
a good look at
two when
we have got a little more out of the
It was in a retired teaship in a
turning off Chancery Lane that this
( versation took place
“Regular haunt of mine,” Screed ex
plained. “Know me here and ask no
1 tions whatever I do. Make use o
them at times, too. Often get infor
nation. It is run by a lady, Betty
(‘ameron. introduce you to her before
we leave. Charming. You'll like her
Now for tea and business.” {
It was a long story, made longer |
by Jeremy Screed's desire to impress
his personality upon me I will be
concise. It was impossible to |
were concerned |
but
one, the porter another,
iv how many people
in the gang of thieves, Anderson
was and also |
the
voung man who was a French-
England. His real name
L.e Maitre, but
for
had been on the continent, his addres
man, born in
was probably he had a
dozen others. months Anderson
for an hour or so. a gel an, whom he now knew to
“Do you often do that kind of |be Screed, and who had come from |
thing?" { the other end of the Court, enter the
“I am out a great deal.” [ house opposite. The nexi minut
“Constantly home late, eh ” | rushed out and went in pursuit of the
“Yes. Iam often at my club until | girl. The recital served to stain my
late, the Oriental.” | character further.
“So that if anyone wanted to come | Screed’s evidence was scrappy. He
and look at that hole during the even id not repeat a word of our conver
ing he might fairly calculate on vour | ation, nor did he mention the hole ir
not being in?” {the floor of my chambers. WI he
“I do not live by rule, and Sree Ld say, however, was sensational. For
would run considerable risk by enter- | so ¢ time past search had been made
ing my chambers uninvited.” | on the continent, and in this c«
“He might knock first,” said Screed. for a gang of thieves and blackmail
“He might be someone vou knew, Mr. | ers. Their operations were exten
Anderson, for instance, and therefore {and miscellancous in character
not make you suspicious if you hap- | tending at times to well-paid spy wi
pened to be in.” | It was only lately that any real clu
“The dead man is not Mr. Ander- | regarding the members of thi
son,” 1 said. had been picked up, and it v d
“Well, you might have a visit from | covered that a woman wa \
the gentleman you know as Mr. Ander- | prominent mber of it. An x
Son. It would interest me to hear | pected comr unication had been
about him.” | ceived from a Mr. Anderson of Palm
“I do not know him. I have met | Tree Court saving he was in po
him on the stairs once or twice and | sion of certain information wi}
seen him unlock his door. He was | would be useful to the autho
only about for two or three week ind on the morning in question
The porter could tell you more about | Sereed had called at the time ap
him than I can.” | pointed. He had met me rushin
“How long is it since you have seen wildly down the stairs. When he went
him?” Screed asked. to Mr. Anderson's chambers he coul
“Seven or eight months.” cet no answer, and when, with t¢
Screed was thoughtful for a few help of the porter, he had got in, it
minutes. was only to find Mr. Anderson lyin
“Now about this girl. What kind of | 30.44 upon the floor.
a girl was she? Something very spe On e conclusion of his statement
cial surely to make you tumble down |. sqiournment was asked for it
the stairs in such a hurry.” was expected that further evidence
and appearance being a great asset to |
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the gang His chambers in Palm |
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Tree Court, always under the eye of
the porter, were the London center of |
the gang, and a safe depository for |
stolen property. Who would suspect i
barrister’s chambers? It was one of |
{the gang 1 had seen there and imag
[ined it was Anderson, who had evi
dently never been there in my time. |
In « » of danger there was another |
way over the roof. For some unknown |
reason Anderson appeared to have |
made up his mind to turn traitor, pos
|
sibly believing that justice was on the |
heels of the gang and anxious to save |
his own skin. He wrote to the author
ities, making the appointment which |
Screed kept. His purpose, however, |
| was discovered by some of his cori}
panions, and Le Maitre came to Eng- |
land to silence him. With the porter’s |
| connivance he secreted himself ro
Anderson’s chambers the night befor |
anyone |
he had whipped out a |
And
| the package
| And taffy til]
| in Alberta,
| pounds of wool valued at $1.125
Re often that is why they
are caught, and these men
reason or :
|
| nervousness,
for some
nervous of
: one basket.
f the spoils were removed from
other, became
Keeping all their eggs in
| Some o
Anderson's chambers to yours
It was
possible for the os
porter to come to
your chambers at any time. If you
happened to be in he could easily give
ome exey € tor coming. I did HOL SUT.
pect him at first, ang while I was tele-
phoning for the police I sent him tor
a Soctor. He slipped round and over
the roof. Jewels were in that hole
ang he wanted to save something out
of the wreck. 1 banked on the idea
that Le Maitre would try :
stunt Your arrest mad Ni
afe. When he found the jewels g
he naturally concluded that " ) Hi
1 porter
had stolen a march on him, hence t}
oo Pe il, 1 1¢
hooting. Despe fellow that
Fr mat I "
trenchman. He very ne rly fixed yon
with } : oy
Lucky for you that the
case my hands
Only a Ni
| ‘kl )
J d | 1 A L(
ry :
I'he things a nic kel used to buy!
| TThey make me pause and ‘Ol
ind y )h
my!
As | compare that coin so Ly
With one of
a departed day!
We used to |
pas
It out with pride
For quite a lengthy trolley ride;
J A ue;
sugar uch
a lot it claimed,
made you feel ashamed
A loaf of hdead, a chunk of cake
your teeth would ache:
Ice
crean
ream and pop and 1e monade-
You showed ga nickel-——the deal was
made
But in this «
ra, swift and strange
You keep on digging
And think
Of what a
for more change,
regretful sigh
nickel used to buy!
with a
“Luck affects
everything; let your
hook always be cast in the stream
where you least expect it, there will
be a fish.”"—(Oviq.
Last year, there were 364,498 sheep
which produced 2,115,000
5,000.
In two
exported
months, this year, Greece
more than 16,000,000 pounds
and awaited his arrival | 5p
Tin rrder was contitted tn al A nearly 2,000,000 pounds
oie, POETS while Ye wed eo) more hon Was exported during all
breakfast,” Screed went on, “and now or 919
comes in that curious arm of coinci ry
Reno wirich so often Flys dn Hoos jo About 100 families have been leav-
fatt part in life, The iatderer wast DB Winnipeg, Man., for the country
FCRdY. 0 e3chns won. watedinw Tor each week since the first of May,
the opportune moment from Ander [due to the house shortage.
son’s window, he saw rhe girl in the > -
fur coat go through the Court and | Run the berrie for jams through
| wave to an upper window. His sfory | the food chopper The cooking pro-
was very accurate, remember. The cess, Yl be quicker and the prduct
girl gave him an idea for covering hi smoother.
own trail—he could throw suspicion :
on her and, as he afterwards discov Fhe lighting equipment in the Dew
ered, on you. His story was a little municipal buildin nt New Yor City
too accurate, because after investiga Lognire more than 15,000 electric
tion of No. 14 1 found he could not a
have seen all he said he did from there - -
At the last
has plans, because
moment he had to alter
he saw me cone
into the Court and walk toward No
Guessing who I was and what m)
business was, he knew he must be
trapped unless he got away quickly
SO re ran upstairs before you had
started your pursuit, and escaped by
the roof. Had you been few mo
ments earlier you would have had the
surprise of your life.”
Why?
You will understand directl O
friends didn't give up his plan ail‘c
ether. He realized that justice wa
closer at his heels than he had imag
ined, and he was very loath y lo
the chance of laying a false Ie
may have waited to see you rush from
your chambers, seeing you from tl
rece as we saw him the other night,
and knowing something of the char
acter of Mr. Burford Yate from the
porter probably, he hurried round to
King’s Bench Walk to make use of
you if he could He was not disap
| pointed. He found you had gone in
| pursuit.”
“He saw me?”
“He spoke to you.”
“You are wrong No one
“In life it is dangerous to be too
| certain of anything. There were five
| women in fur coats that morning. Hq
| was the second one It was as a
woman he had waited for Anderson;
it w as a woman he had become
gang
notorious in The porter has
ed it I something
confes suspected
self than I have in Jeremy Screed, mal a wet, and vet we may find ad
which is saying a lot. She did no venture
glove waving when you spoke to her? “I have already had more than 1
“No. She kept her hands in her bargained for.”
muff.” “Then don’t be selfish I am still
“you are observant, Mr. Yates. You | yngatistied.”
will have to come and help me when I | Before you reach the tunnel leading
get into difficulties, that is if I can into the Court there is a large block
get you off this time. Were they | of chambers, and taking my arm
brown gloves?” Screed drew me into the entrance.
“I couldn't swear to that.” ! “ouiet, and go lightly. Don't be
“But the coat and muff were | have as if you were a criminal.”
brown?” | We went to the top floor, meeting
“Yes.” | no one A narrow door, which was
“hat color?” and Screed suddenly | unlocked, gave on to the roof, a med
held out a tuft of brown fur to me. ley of slates and tiles pitched at vari
“gomething of that color, but I am | ous a with flat spaces between
not going to swear to that, either.” them
“This tuft was found in the hand “Follow me,” said Screed. “There i
of the dead man,” Screed went on, | no difficulty to overcome.”
“presumably pulled from the muff or With several twists he led me over
cloak in a death struggle You did | the roofs until we came to a door simi
not happen to notice whether there | lar to the one of our exit Entering
was a piece missing when you stood | this we were facing a flight of stairs
close to the girl?” with ht angle turn in it.
“1 did not.” “Not word now whispered
“Well, Mr. Yates, that is all for the | Screed You'll see where you are in
present,” said Screed, rising “You | a moment
will be asked a lot more questions at went down to the angle of (lie
the police court tomorrow, no doubt. | otaiy ind into a deep recess there.
There is no harm in your putting on | phan | understood. We were in No. 5,
a thick coat, although I do not think | 4nd fron is rece looked down upon |
you will find your cell particularly th aoor o nm chambers Screed’s
cold tonight.” arm pressed me back against the wall
“Coll!” and we Ww ted i ilence
“Sorry, but you are under arrest. I Iv owin tiff, ‘and think 1
have two men on the land must wwe dozed off in my upright
revolver in my hip pocket position befo invthing happened
advice and be philosophical Screed ea warning touch, and
As a man 1 found Screed rather heat teps on the stai
amusing, as a detective he was evi- | pa1ow 0 me to the door of
dently a dismal failure. H had not | o. op b | ] in the loc
onlv got hold of the wrong dead man xpaprel I 4 the slightest he
but the wrong living one : well. 1. tion 1d ent He did not quite
was not much interested in the dead | ,1o5e the doc ter him, and I saw
but my own position wa tart he li 1 electric torch flash
and unpleasant My mind Was | oipin Ther me a rt exclama
suddenly full of all the case f mis- lion and aime mmediately he came
taken justice I had ever 1 of out. F omething was not a
At the hearing next day 1 was |p. 4. 1 he closed th
bound to admit that Screed had got door nie movin even more
some excuse for his mistake. The por- | c¢oqa1iily than 1 had done before
ter of Palm Tree Court, who had re- | po. on in nt ied the light |
ceived more tips from me than I could | 300 (he stai ind Screed, fearing
afford, did not say very mi but he | ,o doubt, that would flash it un
left the impressicn that 1 a man | warqs pressed me back against the
of irregular habits. The way he put | oy; ¢ the rec In that instant 1
it almost convinced me that 1 was. had recognized the intruder. He was
Until that moment I had never seen pq ung man who had looked fo
myself as others saw me. The porter) ar. wicklow in No. 14, and had seen
also swore to the dead man being| oc} after the girl in the fur coat
Anderson, and when I ked what Apparently it was only from below he
will have to help me again, Mr. Yates.”
“Then you arrested me merely as a
blind ?”’
“I don’t
draw
admit that, of course, but
you can your own
In my profession one has to
That is why I said nothing in
the
ahead.
my evidence about the hole in
floor.”
“Tell
*
Palm
that,” 1 said.
there
but
the porter discovered
the
me about
has probably been since
I 3
Tree Court was built, was
forgotten until
it before you took chambers.
of the kind when you told me your
| tale Your observation of the glove
| in the hand, and later of the hands
kept ih the muff, was very useful. You |
conclusions. |
think |
The
of the
was first
announcement of the invention
carbon filament
electric lamp
made to public in De
cember, 1879
The name gdeyhound appears to
have no reference to the color, but i
derived from the Iceland “gre
meaning a dog.
Necktie came into prominence 1
the eleventh century, when the Croat
from which the name “cravat” come
entered the Frenc
The first central ta n yd the
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\ f ) on S
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Yorl
Up to 1 1
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Chicago i A m6
piano market
The best grape or «
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Baby car ! vhic
by electricity are nov
From tine mem
the circus ring 1 en 4
feet 9 inches in diameter
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