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Updated: June 8, 2025
I have no time to waste, even if you have. I know who you are. You're the brother-in-law of Felderson, the blood-sucking millionaire who sent me to jail. I won't talk with you, do you hear?" As he grew more excited I seemed to grow cooler. "Zalnitch, I'm going to swear out a warrant against you for my brother's murder."
Felderson were very happy together. During the last three months their happiness has not been quite so pronounced." "What was the cause of their disagreement?" I determined to begin my attack on Woods at once. "A man whom Mr. Felderson disliked and did not wish to come to the house." "Can you tell the jury that man's name?" "Frank Woods." The attorney glanced at his notes.
Woods said, in view of the fact that the murderer hadn't been found, almost any one might be accused. Some one asked him if he was worried we all knew, sir, that Mr. Felderson and Mr. Woods were not very friendly and Mr. Woods laughed and said that fortunately he had a perfect alibi and called my attention to the fact that he was in here at about the time the crime was committed."
Felderson was a ragin' and a rampagin' around 'er room, sayin' that if Mr. Felderson didn't give 'er a divorce, she would do violence to 'im, sir." "Did Annie hear her say that?" I questioned. "She says so, sir." The whole thing was so monstrous that I gasped. For this awful dime-novel muck to be tumbled into the middle of my family was too sickening.
Woods knew that Felderson was in possession of certain papers that would ruin him. There is a stronger motive." He turned to me. "By the way, you have those papers, haven't you?" I hadn't thought of them until that very minute. "I don't know where they are right now, but I'm pretty sure I can find them." He nodded. "Get hold of them by all means! They may be important to us."
He had a woebegone look about him that was infectious made you want to weep for him or with him. He discussed the funeral arrangements in a hushed voice and finished by whispering, "I sincerely hope what the papers are hinting is not so." "What's that?" I asked. "The noon edition of The Sun says, 'The finger of suspicion points very strongly to Mrs. Felderson."
Felderson but it also makes it look as though every other suspect is innocent. Look at these holes in the floor! The bullets that lodged there must have been fired from above. Also you will notice there are three bullet holes in the back of the car and two in the foot-board, besides the shot that killed Mr. Felderson.
His takin' that skirt out this afternoon was what give him the hoodoo." The coroner came over to him. "Now that we can't get him, will you tell us about the night Mr. Woods killed Mr. Felderson?" The mechanic showed himself distinctly hostile to the coroner. "Oh, no you don't, you fly cop! Think I'll spill the beans and get meself in Dutch? You can go to hell!"
"Was Mrs. Felderson there? They telephoned us at the club that Jim had been killed, but we didn't know she was with him." They glanced at each other and then at Woods, who was standing by the side of the overturned car. "You'd better tell him, Larry," Paisley muttered. "Doesn't he know?" I asked. "Of course not," replied Brown. "He was out there at the club with us.
I asked, my voice trembling. "Mrs. Felderson was over there on the bank. She was thrown out likely when the car left the road. Mr. Felderson's body was under the machine." While the thought of the heavy weight crushing the life out of Jim sickened me, I thanked God that death must have been instantaneous. "Do you know who found them, Sergeant?" He pointed to a man standing by the wreck.
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