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Updated: June 11, 2025
Now about the diamond ring belonging to Miss Langmore, which I gave you a short while ago to examine? Have you ahem examined it?" "I have, and so has Doctor Soper. We used a magnifying glass and made several tests." "Did you find anything unusual?" "We did. In the first place two of the prongs which hold the diamond in place are bent out and up in such a fashion that each forms a sharp point.
Below, a single policeman was on guard, in company with a woman, who had been sent in to help: Upstairs another woman was stationed, to see that Margaret Langmore might not take it upon herself to leave for parts unknown. Margaret sat in her own room, in the wing on the second floor, a dainty apartment, trimmed in blue and containing all her girlish treasures.
He knew the sentiment against Margaret Langmore, and knew that sentiment in a country place is almost equal to a conviction. The coroner had convinced himself that the girl was guilty, and would go to any extremity to prove the correctness of his theory. The safe was divided into several compartments, and on one side was a set of three metallic drawers.
"Let them. We'll set to work to prove their mistake." "Good!" almost shouted Raymond Case, and his face broke out into a look of relief. "Then you will take the case, Mr. Adams?" "I will." "I know you will succeed." "If you do succeed, I shall be grateful to you all my life," came from Margaret Langmore warmly.
Concluding that there was nothing more to be done that night, Adam Adams took himself to the Beechwood Hotel, secured a room, and was soon in the land of dreams. He arose early, obtained his breakfast, and without waiting to meet Raymond Case, started off to interview Doctor Bird, one of the two persons Margaret Langmore had seen go past the mansion about the time the tragedy was occurring.
"It is plain to see what his trouble is," thought the detective. "He is in love." He was right, Raymond Case was furiously, desperately, hopelessly in love. He had met Margaret Langmore at Bar Harbor but a few short weeks before, and it had been a case of love at first sight upon both sides.
"I have succeeded!" he cried. "I told you I would. This is Mr. Adam Adams. Mr. Adams, this is Miss Margaret Langmore. Now, I guess we are going to show these country bumpkins a thing or two!" he added earnestly. The detective advanced and shook hands. Margaret Langmore was a trifle disappointed in his appearance and her face clouded for an instant. Raymond was quick to notice it.
"This is Doctor Bardon, I believe. I just came over from the Langmore house. I am working on this mystery, and I understand you were the physician who tried to bring Mr. and Mrs. Langmore to life after they were found." "I worked over Mr. Langmore, yes," was the young physician's answer. "I saw at once that it was impossible to do anything for his wife.
"When the police arrived what did they find of importance?" "Nothing." "Had anything been stolen?" "Nothing, so far as they could learn." "Of course, you must have known these folks pretty well to take such an interest." "I knew Mr. Langmore very well and I was acquainted with his wife." Adam Adams knit his brow for a moment and tapped lightly on his desk with his forefinger.
For reply the young physician came forward from one side of the room. He looked pale and slightly troubled. In a low voice he corroborated the testimony already given regarding the finding of the two bodies, and told what he had done in his effort to restore Mr. Langmore to life. "I thought there might be a spark there still, but I was mistaken," he went on. "He looked so natural and Mrs.
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