The Old Man in the Corner

another glass of milk, and drank

after he was liberated by the magistrate. She never recovered consciousness even suff

cannot understand how the police could have been so blind when every one of the witnesses, both for the prosecut

ring," she replied, "that I do not

again with that inevitable bit of string. "You don't see that th

tness to prove that he could not have committed that murder-and yet," he added with slow, excited emphasis, marking each s

e thought h

cover the retreat of o

t under

own perhaps to Lord Arthur, had overheard the same conversation which George Higgins related to the police and the magistrate, someone who, whilst Chipps was taking Lave

don't mean-"

at the most animated stage of Lavender's conversation with Lord Arthur, and when the bookmaker's tone of voice became lo

t-" she

went to have a look from the racecourse side at those garden steps which to my mind are such important factors in the discovery of this crime. I foun

n th

ion. When Chipps, the footman, first told Lavender that Lord Arthur could not see him the bookmaker was terribly put out; Chipps then goes to speak to his master; a few minute

rame of mind. Well! What had happened? Think over all the evidence, and you will see that

therefore a living danger to her husband. Remember, women have done strange things; they are a far greater puzzle to the student of human nature than the sterner, less complex

of her before she had time to make good her retreat. His attention, as well us that of the const

met by Colonel McIn

shed. No innocent man was suffering for the guilty. The knife which had belonged to Lord Arthur would always save George Higgins. For a time it had pointed to the husb

e ruffian from the gutter or be he Duke's son, ever stabs his victim in the back. Italians, French, Spaniards do it, if you will, and women of most nations. An Englishman's instinct is to strike and not to

rgument, but the police never thought the mat

round the mouth, and a strange, unaccountable look in the large pathetic eyes; and the little journalist felt quite thankful that in