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Updated: May 16, 2025
Braceway's demeanour now was casual. His eyes were no longer on Morley. He was watching Abrahamson, who was at the news-stand near the main entrance. "I thought George had mentioned it to me, but I may be mistaken. Did you ever 'make up' with a beard?"
The major, aside from his interest in the case, was there merely as a matter of courtesy, a compliment to Braceway's reputation. The prisoner, a few feet from them across the table, was suggestive of neither resistance nor mental alertness. Above his limp collar and loosened cravat, his face looked haggard and drawn. It was without a vestige of colour save for the blue shadows under his eyes.
He glanced at it, looking for Washington or Baltimore news of Braceway's activities. He found it on the front page. The headlines read: FINDS NEW EVIDENCE ON WITHERS MURDER Whereabouts of Murdered Woman's Husband Not Known Braceway Predicts New and Amazing Disclosure. The dispatch itself was: "Washington, D. C., May 14. That an entirely new light will soon be thrown on the brutal murder of Mrs.
Wait a minute," he called out sharply. "Let me get a pencil and take it down." He did so, verifying the numbers by having the operator repeat the message a third time. When he had hung up the receiver, he sat staring at what he had written. It was like so much Greek to him. "What's it all about?" he puzzled. "Is it one of Braceway's jokes?"
Frank Abrahamson, pawn broker and junk dealer, responded at once to Braceway's warm smile. The Jew had his racial respect for keenness and clean-cut ability. He liked this man who, dressed like a dandy, spoke with the air of authority. "The fellow with the gold tooth?" he replied to Braceway's request for information. "Was there anything peculiar about him? Why, yes.
This man none of you has been able to find has been in Enid's life for a good many years." Braceway's eyes softened. Well, there was no need to worry now. Things were coming his way. The old man would have his revenge. He put on his hat, deciding to go down for a late lunch. When he looked at his watch, he whistled.
Greenleaf grinned, appreciating the lame man's intention to take the wind out of Braceway's sails by giving credit to Abrahamson for the information. "Yes, he told me that," Braceway answered, as if nettled by the interruption; and added: "Let me finish my statement, Bristow. You can discuss it all you please later on. But I'd prefer to get through with it now.
Greenleaf growled again, tightening his hold until it was painful. Bristow, apparently bent on throwing off this rough grasp on his left arm, swiftly raised his right hand with the button to his mouth. For the fraction of a second his eyes, bright and defiant, met Braceway's. The detective, reading the elation in them, shouted: "Look out!" There was a click.
Braceway returned to the hotel to await a report from either Major Ross or Delaney. Delaney came into the lobby and joined him. They went straight to Braceway's room. "We caught the five o'clock in Baltimore and got here a little before six," the big man started his story. "One of the men from headquarters stepped up to him and arrested him.
Braceway's discovery, or his making the discovery known, had come too late. If it had been brought out ahead of Perry's confession yes; it would have made quite a difference then. "Let the heathen rage!" he thought, remembering the bitter stubbornness with which Braceway and Fulton denied the negro's guilt.
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