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"Now, what was it?" He waited in the hallway and heard Thomas Ostrello enter the dining room. A minute later came the rattle of dishes. Then Mrs. Morse confronted him. "Back again, I see," she said rather sharply. "Yes; I wish to have another talk with Miss Langmore," he returned, and, brushing her aside, knocked on the girl's door, and was admitted. The woman pursed up her lips.
As soon as his interview with Tom Ostrello was at an end, Adam Adams asked the young man to leave him. "I am going to follow up this clew," he said. "And the quicker the better." He looked over a valise he carried and selected a number of things he wanted. Midnight found him at the depot, boarding a train for Fairfield. At the latter place he changed and took another train for Bryport.
He remembered what he had been told about Tom Ostrello and his wayward brother Dick, and how mother and son had had an exciting meeting on the day previous to the tragedy. "I rather think it will pay to investigate a little further along this line," thought Adam Adams. "More than likely he came here for money, either for himself or his brother Dick.
Then he rubbed a little brown powder on his hands and face, rendering his complexion several shades darker than ordinary, From a map of the county he had studied the surrounding roads thoroughly, and soon came out on a highway leading to Matlock Styles' residence. He was more than ever interested in the Englishman and wondered what John Watkins, Tom Ostrello and Styles might have in common.
"Excuse me, but I think I saw you up to the Langmore house," he began. "Yes, I called on Miss Langmore. I believe you are Mrs. Langmore's son." "Yes. Come over, won't you?" Ostrello moved towards the window of the car. "I've got to have a smoke to quiet my nerves, I'm so upset. Will you have one?" And he presented a case full of choice Havana cigars.
Andrew Wetherby, of Sanhope, and Mrs. Langmore's two sons, Tom and Dick Ostrello." "Where are these people located?" "Mrs. Wetherby is traveling with her husband in South America. The Ostrello brothers are commercial travelers and somewhere on the road." "Then the Ostrellos are not rich?" "No, they are poor, and Mrs. Ostrello was poor, too, before she married Mr. Langmore."
"He was, up to two weeks ago. Traveled for a paint house, but he and the firm had a row and Dick quit. He's a rolling stone, and that is why I can't just locate him." "Do you represent a paint house, too?" questioned Adam Adams, after a pause, during which he appeared to enjoy the really fragrant Havana Tom Ostrello had tended him.
I buy many things from them, from time to time, and their traveling man, a Mr. Ostrello, gave me the powder when he called. He told me how the firm had experimented on a dog and an ox. Both died in less than two minutes, and each with cramps. But after death neither animal showed the least trace of the poison." "Wasn't this Ostrello afraid to handle the stuff?" "Not as much as I was.
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