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"I'll take a look around the house first," he reasoned. "Then I'll find out a little more about these dead folks and their connections." Thinking that he must be some noted lawyer from New York, Mrs. Morse was very gracious to him, and readily consented to show him around. "Here is the spot where Mrs. Langmore's body was found," said the woman, leading the way to a bend in the upper hallway.

"Oh, well, if you must know, it was Mr. Ostrello, Mrs. Langmore's son. He wanted er some books he left here some time ago. I don't know why he left in such a hurry. Perhaps because he didn't wish to meet you." "Then you admit you lied to me, do you?" At this the woman broke down completely and began to cry. "I didn't want to do any wrong, sir.

"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.

"The servant girl tripped over it in her hurry, and went sprawling. She was about scared out of her wits." "Naturally enough. Do you know how the body was lying?" "At full length, they say, face downward, and with the fists clenched." "Was that window open?" "Yes, but not the blinds." "Where does that door lead to?" "Mrs. Langmore's dressing room.

Case, I am going to trust you even as you have trusted me. I want you to keep this a secret." "Certainly, but " "The bills are counterfeit." "Counterfeit bank bills!" gasped the young man. "And in Mr. Langmore's possession! Taken from his safe! What does it mean?" "That remains to be found out." "This is is astounding!

"We all wint in the house, an' there we found poor Mr. Langmore dead in the library, in his chair. The doctor thought he moight be aloive yit an' had his mother an' me run upstairs fer some medicine from the medicine closet. In the upper hall we kim on Mrs. Langmore's body, also dead, an' I got that scared Oi turned an' flew down the back stairs an' out av the house loike the divil was afther me!"

Langmore's son. For your sake and for the sake of Miss Langmore, who appears to be a very nice young lady, I trust we shall be able to prove some outside party guilty." "Tom isn't guilty, I am sure of that." "And Raymond Case is equally certain that Miss Langmore isn't guilty." "He is the young man who came here and engaged you?" "Yes." "Is he engaged to her?" "Yes."

We have had several showers, though." He took a glance into Mrs. Langmore's dressing room. Everything was in perfect order, even to the powder-box and the cologne bottles on the dresser. "That is all I wish to see up here," he said, and passed below, where he encountered the policeman in charge.