it out to me, his f

ho left you his clothes and the barred silk handkerchie

you ever seen a fly, who, in these hygienic days, finding no cobwebs to entangle him, is caught in a sheet

incriminating details. It meant imprisonment and trial, probably, with all the notoriety and loss of practice they would entail. A man thinks quickly at a time

inside. Maybe the other man too

curious surging forward of the crowd. To my i

e-hundred-dollar bills, six twenties, and some fives and o

o irritate. I was seeing myself in the prisoner's box, going through all the nerve-racking routine of a trial for murder-the challenging of the jury, the endless cross-e

center of a hundred eyes, expressing every shade of doubt and dist

make of the safety razor and the manufacturer's name on the bronze-green tie.

or our inspection some three inches of fine gold chain,

r it, but the little man was not r

eft you? Was there a pi

o jewelry of any kind, except plain g

nt to my eyes. My glasses had been gone all morning, and I had not even not

insisted. "Isn't it a part of the fin

a baker's dozen of suspicious eyes-well, we'll say fourteen: there were no one-ey

now, this may be mine, but I don't know how it got into that seal

aid behind me. "How did you guess that he w

n with the lines of his face drooping, a healthy individual with a pensive eye,-suspect astigmatism. Beside

t was evident to all the car that the solution of the mystery was a question of moments. Once he bent forward eagerly and putting the chain on the window-sill, proceeded to go over

ad called "Rigid!" The girl in blue was looking at me, and above the din I thought she said she must speak to me-something vital. The po