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More than that, he was thrusting evidence on us evidence which would assure his indictment and trial before a petit jury. "Do you think he was doing it because he wanted to be convicted? Or do you think Luckstone would have permitted him to leave this evidence lying about except to delude us? Not for an instant.
Collins is not the fish you are after?" asked Luckstone. "You are better acquainted with the game in this criminal aquarium than I am," retorted Britz. "Well, if you are through with Mr. Collins, I should like a few minutes of private conversation with him," said the lawyer. "I shall refrain from arresting Mr. Collins only on condition that he remain in custody of one of my men.
As he hastened toward the subway station, he was fired by a sense of imminent triumph, felt the first happy thrill of approaching victory. It was no vain boast in which he had indulged before the crafty Luckstone. The detective had been following a carefully devised plan through his investigation, and he was about to reap the fruits of his industry.
"That man Luckstone is a great lawyer," he said. "He looked after it all. Had the body shipped home to her parents! They thought she was earning a living here never knew I was supporting her. Wonderful man Luckstone! Did it all so quietly, too!" "Saved you a lot of trouble, didn't he?" Cooper encouraged him to proceed.
Evidently he had no relish for the rôle which he was to play in this tense drama. "Travis, step forward!" commanded Britz. The newcomer stepped into the center of the room, a timorous, shrinking figure, pale and haggard. At sight of him Luckstone gave a half-startled gasp. A violent tremor traveled down Beard's frame.
"But you didn't succeed, did you? And from now on I shall remain in the hands of Mr. Luckstone, my attorney." "That is the sensible thing to do," commended the lawyer. "Why, he threatened to handcuff me and take me to jail if I didn't tell him all about Mr. Whitmore's death," complained Collins. Luckstone turned to face Britz.
Undoubtedly Tom Luckstone counseled him as to the manner in which he was to conduct himself in jail and in court so as not to arouse newspaper curiosity. Well, ten days before Whitmore returned to his death, he pleaded guilty and was sentenced to two years and a half in jail. And on the day before he returned to his business, a deputy marshal started with him for Atlanta."
"Where did you get this will?" "I don't care to go into that matter now," snapped Britz. "Perhaps you will inform me why you presumed to use my name in telephoning to Mrs. Collins?" persisted the lawyer. "Because I wanted to see just what she would do." "I hope your curiosity is satisfied." "Quite satisfied." "Then there is no reason for your remaining," said Luckstone.
For it was evident that if Whitmore was shot after the performance at the opera house, none of the four suspects could be adjudged guilty of the crime. And it was unlikely that Luckstone would have revealed as much as he did unless he were absolutely sure of his ground. Miss Burden and the chauffeur were witnesses whose testimony it would be impossible to shake.
A wan smile appeared on Beard's face at the recollection of it. "While we were gone Mr. Whitmore consulted with Mr. Luckstone. I have no personal knowledge of what transpired between them, but I presume that Mr. Luckstone outlined the plan which was subsequently followed and by which it was meant to establish an alibi for everyone present at the shooting. "At any rate, Mr.
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