Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 26, 2025
During the short journey Britz fell into one of his deep silences, from which Greig did not disturb him until the train drew into the Delmore Park station. Lieutenant Britz was too experienced a detective to rush unprepared into the home of the Collinses in the hope of obtaining incriminating evidence.
Beard should discharge the servants, please call me up at Police Headquarters." "Yes, sir," promised the butler. Britz donned his hat and coat. "Come on, Greig," he called to his assistant. "We're going to Delmore Park." Outside, they found the newsboys shrieking the crime. The afternoon papers had worked themselves into typographic frenzy over it.
Collins, Ward and Miss Burden returned to Delmore Park in the Collins machine. Beard accompanied them and spent the night with Mr. Ward. Mr. Whitmore slept in Mr. Beard's home that night. Now what becomes of your theory that Mr. Whitmore was shot by one of my clients? Miss Burden was with them before, during, and after the performance." Here was another alibi, more potent than the others.
"Call up your brother. We'll see what he has to say about it." Lester Ward, the brother of Mrs. Collins, also lived in Delmore Park. He had succeeded to his father's banking business and occupied the house which his parents had left.
He rode downtown with two of his Delmore Park friends, and one of them accompanied him to the door of the bank. All the employés of the institution are prepared to testify that Mr. Ward did not leave his office until two o'clock." The lawyer paused to note the impression of his words on the coroner.
"Did you observe the address on the letter?" "Yes, sir. It was addressed to Mrs. George Collins, at Delmore Park." "Was the lady whom you admitted that night Mrs. Collins?" "I don't believe so. I don't know Mrs. Collins, but it couldn't have been she, for Mr. Whitmore did not seem to know the visitor." "Thank you," said Britz, extending his card. "If Mr.
Judge Freedman granted the application for an order of arrest; the warrant was placed in the hands of Sheriff O'Brien; and Deputy Sheriffs Laurence, Delmore and the present elegant police court clerk, John McGowan, proceeded to the New York Hotel, and just as the guests were assembling for dinner, the haughty aristocrat was made a prisoner, despite his indignant protests.
The luxurious seclusion which the Collinses enjoyed was shared by about sixty neighbors who formed the wealthy colony of Delmore Park, a small suburb within easy motoring and commuting distance of New York.
Britz lifted the receiver to his ear, made several replies in monosyllables, then returned the receiver to the hook. "That was Watson up at Delmore Park," he informed the chief. "Says Josephine Burden is on her way to the Tombs to visit Beard." "Josephine Burden!" echoed Manning in undisguised surprise. "The cotton king's daughter! Why, she's engaged to Lester Ward."
Ward found the detective with hat and coat on, prepared to leave the building. He had just received a telephone message from one of his men at Delmore Park. "I'm on my way to the coroner's office," said Britz. "Come along!"
Word Of The Day
Others Looking