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Updated: May 27, 2025
A woman's automobile-coat was thrown over a chair in a heap. Mr. Bruce picked it up. 'It's Mrs. Parker's, he said. He wrapped it up hastily, and rang for a messenger." "Where did he send it?" "To Mrs. Parker, I suppose. I didn't hear the address." We next went over the whole suite of offices, conducted by Mr. Downey.
The other man, still standing by the horse's head, spoke sharply; "All right there?" "All right, sir," gruffly answered the man who held Sibyl, and lifting the helpless girl gently in his arms he seated her carefully in the machine. An automobile-coat was thrown around her, the high collar turned up to hide the handkerchief about her lips, and her hat was replaced by an "auto-cap," pulled low.
Even layers of goods such as a coat, shirt, and undershirt may each, leave their marks, but that does not concern us in this case. Now I have here a piece of pongee silk, cut from a woman's automobile-coat. I discharge the bullet through it so. I compare the bullet now with the others and with the one probed from the neck of Mr. Parker.
The rest were all business calls and satisfactorily accounted for. I reasoned that this was the one that involved the disappearance of the automobile-coat. It was a chance worth taking, so I got Downey to call up Bruce's valet. The valet of course recognised Downey's voice and suspected nothing. Downey assumed to know all about the coat in the package received yesterday.
The rest were all business calls and satisfactorily accounted for. I reasoned that this was the one that involved the disappearance of the automobile-coat. It was a chance worth taking, so I got Downey to call up Bruce's valet. The valet of course recognized Downey's voice and suspected nothing. Downey assumed to know all about the coat in the package received yesterday.
Just then I heard a key in the lock, and Kennedy came in. "Is your name Bruce?" I asked. "Why?" he replied eagerly. "Has anything come?" I pointed to the package. Kennedy made a dive for it and unwrapped it. It was a woman's pongee automobile-coat. He held it up to the light. The pocket on the right-hand side was scorched and burned, and a hole was torn clean through it.
Just then I heard a key in the lock, and Kennedy came in. "Is your name Bruce?" I asked. "Why?" he replied eagerly. "Has anything come?" I pointed to the package. Kennedy made a dive for it and unwrapped it. It was a woman's pongee automobile-coat. He held it up to the light. The pocket on the right-hand side was scorched and burned, and a hole was torn clean through it.
A woman's automobile-coat was thrown over a chair in a heap. Mr. Bruce picked it up. 'It's Mrs. Parker's, he said. He wrapped it up hastily, and rang for a messenger." "Where did he send it?" "To Mrs. Parker, I suppose. I didn't hear the address." We next went over the whole suite of offices, conducted by Mr. Downey.
Even layers of goods such as a coat, shirt, and undershirt may each leave their marks, but that does not concern us in this case. Now I have here a piece of pongee silk, cut from a woman's automobile-coat. I discharge the bullet through it so. I compare the bullet now with the others and with the one probed from the neck of Mr. Parker.
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