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March 11, 1931

The Mason City Globe-Gazette from Mason City, Iowa · Page 15

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MARCH 11 1031 SIASON CITY GLOBE-GAZETTE MAD1AUGHTER ^THRILLING MYSTERY STORY + , by MILES BURTON 31 I tion once more to those three finger- Dick saw at once thai- HIA n «i» P rint Photographs. ' T h e source of ssible c^ur/e for him to foUo * J h * ve alreatj y "'Plained to you, ' G is taken from the door " handle of the pantry at Mr- ftfoot- son's. B I have not yet referred to. It is taken from $ pocketbook of possible course for him to follow was to tell the exact truth. Bui during the course of his reply, h, addressed Sir Edric rather than Pollard, as tho ignoring the offieia nature of the inquiry. "Yesterday afternoon 1 was in Somersetshire," he replied. "I- hat Driven down there the day before and was staying 1 at the Anchor an; Hope Inn, near Weils, About foui o clock yesterday afternoon, I received a telegram, signed with iliss Weatherleigh's name, asking me to return to London at once. I have the telegram with me. Here it is You will notice that it was handed in at Regent Street at 2:05 p. yesterday."' Dick handed the telegram to Sir Edric, who read it, nodded, and put it aside. "About half-an-hour later I started to drive back to London," continued Dick. "It was about a quarter past nine.when I reacned my rooms. I immediately got on the telephone to Miss Weatherleigh's aunt, with whom she had been stay- Ing while "she was in London. She informed me that it was impossible that Mis 3 Weatherleigh could have sent the telegram herself, since she had. left King's Cross at 11:30 that, morning- for Lestridge in Lincolnshire. Miss Weatherleigh's aunt had personally seen her off. ' "I then thot that Miss Weather- leigh must have given the telegram to some one else, who had forgotten about it till two o'clock. I therefore put a trunk call thru to Lestridge . Hall, and spoke to Miss Weatherleigh herself. She assured me that she had sent no such telegram. She had traveled with her father to Lestridge Hall where thev had arrived safely. She had no mo°- tive for wishing me to'return to London." "What time did you speak to Miss Weatherleigh on the trunk line?" asked Pollard swiftly. "It was between eleven and half- past when I got .thru," replied Dick. "And, after that, what did you do?" "I went to bed. I: had had a long day before I started, and this and a drive of a hundred and forty miles ^or so without a stop had complete]'fagged me out. I did riot get up till nine o'clock'this morning. 1 ' "Your servant, of course, was waiting for you in your rooms?" "No. As I expected to spend somu days in Somersetshire, I had sent him away for three or four days' .·1 holiday." ''. "What did you do with your car, on your return to London?" - "I have aprivate lock-up in a mews rJose to my rooms. I drove the ii car in there and locked it up." mine, in which Mr. Penhampton was kind enough to draw a sketch of the. Hardway necklace at my request." ' He spoke with such an air of conviction that even Sir Edric was for the moment shaken. "But surely, Pollard, there must be some mistake!" he exclaimed. "The mattery can very easily be settled, sir, if Mr. Penhampton, Semes that these are his fingerprints," replied the inspector. "I do most emphatically deny that I ever touched Ibbotson's pantry door!" exclaimed Dick indignantly. "May I telephone to the fingerprint department, sir?" inquired Pollard. He received the necessary per- "Mr. . . . _ . _ . . . , ' :"LH 3437; : It's a Sunbeam saloon, painted dark blue." ' Pollard turned to Sir Edric. "A Sunbeam saloon car, bearing the registration number LH 3437, is at present standing in the car park in Sti James Square, sir," he said quietly. "It was driven there shortly before one o'clock this morning, by a man dressed as a chauffeur. Since it was^till "there at 7 o'clock, which is aginst the regulations, the po- liijeman on duty reported the matter. It has been verified that this' number has been allotted to Mr. Penhampton." Then, before either the Assistant Commissioner or Dick could answer, he turned to the latter. "How do you account for your visit to Mr. Ibbotson's house, soon after midnight, Mr. Penhampton?" "What on earth do you mean?" exclaimed Dick. "I haven't been near Ibbotson's place for weeks." Sir Edric interposed authoritatively. "This has gone far enough. Pollard," he said sharply. "I should be glad if you will explain to me what reason you have for supposing that Mr. Penhampton visited Mr. Ibbotson." "Certainly, sir," replied Pollard calmly, "I would draw your atten- mission, and in a few minutes an official from the department appeared with the necessary apparatus. Under his direction, Dick pressed the first two fingers and thumb of his right hand upon an inked pad anrj :hen placed them -on a sheet of white paper. Sir Edric picked up the impression md glanced at it curiously. He then handed it, together with the three photographs, to the expert. "I should be glad if you would compare these," he said. The expert took out aliens, and examined the imprint of Dick's fingers, comparing them with the three photographs. "I have no hesitation in saying- that the four prints have been taken from the !?ame fingers, sir,"'he declared at last. Sir Edric dismissed him. and turned to Pollard who was standing triumphantly in the background. "Well," he said, "admitting, for the moment, that these were Mr. Pen- lamptou'a finger-marks that you found on the door-knob, what is your theory?" "That Mr. Penhampton's account of his doings last night is not strictly accurate, sir,:' replied Folard: firmly. "I believe that he re- :urned from Somersetshire, as he md informed us. I have no.doubt that he put a trunk call thru to Lincolnshire. But I think that he for- jets that -he took his car out again afterwards, in company with a man dressed as a chauffeur, and drove to ilr. Ibbotson's house in -Park Lane." Dick laughed shortly. "It seems to be very little use my assuring: you that I did nothing of the kind, Inspector," he said. "Surely the point is easily settled, without re- cpursgJcHthese sonigwhat-grimy ex- -peWtaents. [I taJce It -that-If I "calJed at Tbbots|bn's, some one must have let me in? Why not ring up the house_and find out?" " Pollard was about to reply, but Sir Edric silenced him with a gesture. "I think perhaps it will be best if you allow me to interview Mr. Penhampton alone, Inspector," he said. "I have no wish to take matters out of your hands, and I wil undertake, on Mr. Penhampton's part, that he will be at your disposal whenever you wish to see him Also, if he can furnish me with any explanation, I will undertake to pass it on to you." . "There's no getting away from the finger-prints, sir," persisted Pollard doggedly. "No, no, possibly not," replied Sir Edric impatiently. "I quite appreciate the case you have established. 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