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Kettridge, "and, though he has his faults, a crime such as this would be almost impossible to him, no matter what motive, such as the dispute over money or his sweetheart. He may be guilty, but I doubt it." "My idea, exactly," returned the colonel. "Now as to certain matters in the store on the morning of the murder. The stopped clocks, for instance. Have you any theory "
"Well," remarked Jack Young, as he critically observed the smoke from his cigar curling upward toward the ceiling in the colonel's hotel room, "we have our work cut out for us all right." "I should say so!" agreed Mr. Kettridge, who sat before a little table, on top of which were strewed parts of a watch. Mr.
Kettridge asked him at what he desired to look he replied there was nothing in particular that he had in mind a gift, but, as yet, had decided on nothing. "Look about as you please," was the courteous invitation he received, and the man availed himself of it.
"Carroll and Thong, now that they know about the electrical wires, think they have all the evidence they need, and the prosecutor agrees with them, I guess." "Still, we may be able to combat that," observed the colonel. "Now let me understand you about this watch, Mr. Kettridge. You don't believe Darcy ever put that poison needle arrangement in it?" "No, I don't.
As it is, that's just what I have not done. I am still open to argument and conviction, and this coin, which you say belonged to Mrs. Darcy a few days before her death, and which now makes its appearance in the hands of a drunken man who has been under suspicion, makes cause for question. "But, my dear Mr. Kettridge, let us be reasonable.
"Yes; diamonds wrapped in those little squares of white paper that jewelers use. Looks like they'd been robbing a gem store." "You don't know of any diamonds missing from Mrs. Darcy's stock, do you?" asked the colonel of Mr. Kettridge. "Mr. Young and I talked of this before but didn't settle it." "No. But then she may have had a private stock of which Darcy nor I knew nothing.
The needle, which under the magnifying glass was shown to be hollow, probably drawing the poison from some receptacle inside the case, had slipped back out of sight when the pressure was removed from the rim. "The watch of death!" mused the colonel. "I must see how you are made inside, and I think I'd better have a professional perform an autopsy on you. I'll send for Kettridge.
First having had himself accredited as working in Darcy's behalf by being introduced by the accused man's lawyer, the detective paid a visit to the jewelry store. The place was in charge of Thomas Kettridge, a half uncle to Mrs. Darcy.
Kettridge, who, by this time, had the business running smoothly again. "Have you gotten any further into the mystery?" "Not as far as I would like to get. I'm going to browse about here a bit, if you have no objection." "Not at all. Make yourself at home." "I will. First, I'd like to see that statue the one of the hunter, with which it is supposed Mrs. Darcy was struck."
"The electric switch on Darcy's table," was the answer. "I couldn't help hearing what you said, Mr. Kettridge," said Carroll, "and I don't know as I would have tried not to if I could. This is important. I rather guess it makes it look a bit bad for your friend, Colonel Ashley," and there was a sneer in the words. "Well, I don't know," was the cool response.
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