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Herbert Darrent felt that indeed all his art would be needed in this investi gation, for he knew better than any one that the cases that seemed to be over before they had really commenced very often proved to be almost tmsolv able mysteries. CHAPTER II. 3" DABRKNT FINDS A CLEW. To aay that Herbert Darrent passed a good night would have been to have stretched veracity to breaking point. It was cold in that small bedroom in the village hotel, and the discordant clanging of the cracked bell of the ehuroh clock from quarter to quarter and from hour to hour irritated him in his restlessness. His mind was far too active to allow his eyes to be wooed by slumber, and through the long watches of the bitter winter's night the few threads of information that he had gathered tangled themselves into twists and knots in his brain, and the very fact that prima facie the solntion of the mystery seemed to be so simple only served to worry and irritate him more. Detectives, after all, are only human beings, not mechanical contrivances, and their intellects, trained though they be to keener and clearer intuition than those possessed by ordinary men, do not render them free from the worries In superable from complicated problems of which the solntion is obscure. Darrent laid awake for hours wonder ing and speculating. Those clews which seemed to point at once to the culprit often, he knew, failed utterly upon closer investigation, broke off sud-j den and short, and, once the thread snapped, onejwas left absolutely with out the possibility of following the trail for another Inch and had to hark back to the very commencement again, only pernaps to have the same exper ience and the same result. One never hears of a ^detective's failures. It is only his victories that are noised abroad. One does not learn of all the byways and cross roadB, all the narrow lanes and blind alleys, that his search leads him into. It is only when success has ..crowned his patient task that one hears ofhimtftall. Once when he had dozed oil for a lit tle while the dreary, monotonous recital of the untimely death of the wretched 80 cows disturbed his brain, and he awoke with a shiver to realize that, whatever the winter of 1881 in Nor combe was like to have killed the score of cows ic one night, the winter of 1896 was quite as severe a one as he ever de sired to experience. Thinking of the cows recalled the brief conversation be had with the driver of the dogcart. Ev idently that individual did not think very much of Josiah Marsden and, moreover, had admitted to having a grudge against the .murdered man be cause his rent had been raised. Was it possible that that man who told BO Yea all these facts certainly did point to Astray Marsden as the murderer. All through the long winter's night the.dis jointed fragments of the puzzle jum bled themselves abou. in the perplexed mind of Herbert Darrent until the dawn broke gray and cheerless. He gazed out of the window across the waste of snow to where in the dis tance the trees that fronted The Grange met his eye. Should he, he wondered, fathom the mystery of the midnight murder within that dwelling, whose smokeless chimneyB stood out black against tde wintry sky? Breakfast with its steaming coffee, its crisp toast, savory bacon and new laid eggs, over and Darrant felt another man ready to commence his invest! gations, to piece together every tiny acrap, every minute fragment, untU the whole puzzle was complete, the mystery solved, Josiah Marsden avenged and justice satisfied. Mine host, who waited upon the stranger from Chicago himself, was of a communicative turn of mind. Oh, yes, he knew the Marsdens, father and son—at least they called him Bon—well enough. Josiah Marsden was a strange sort o* fellow seemed to have no friends and no enemies. Visitors to Th» Gtangt wry ran luteri. A Detective Story Of a Chicago Suburb. The Murder at The Orange and How Its Mystery Was Solved by ••, Darrent, the Amer lean Lecoq. BY NORMAN HURST. Copyright, 1899, by the American Press Association. 8? The old man, reputed a miser, mur dered, the footprints in the snow lead ing one way only the return of Astray Marsden on the fatal night the mys terious visitor of the morning, claiming to be a detective, who had taken mere ly a set of ivory chessmen, when one would have assumed that the weapon with which the deed was done would have been the first consideration. That factor in itself was a problem. Then there was the writing of the dead man that seemed to reveal the name of the murderer at once and to make all clear. That paper accused the man who two years ago quarreled with old Marsden, the man who only returned to Nor combe on the night of tho murder and had since fled—Astray Marsden. 9^ Marsden kept himself to himself and never associated with the inhabitants of Norcombe went over to Barnstaple once or twice a year. He rarely had any letters. Now and again one with a foreign postmark, so the village post man told him, would come, or maybe he would have a French newspaper or a chess magazine. Young Marsden—ah, he was always a nice, affable young gent, he WBB! Many's the bottle he'd had in the room where they were now, and many more bottles he hoped to open for him. Yes, Astray Marsden staid there at the Palace on the night of the murder, and in the morning, after Dob son had called and seen him, he left for Barnstaple. "Bless your heart, sir," said mine hOBt as Darrent buttoned up his coat and prepared to start for The Grange, "there are some people who suspect Astray of the murder, but they might just as well suspect me, sir—just as well." The irritating church clock chimed the hour of 9 as Darrent reached the gates of The Grand and found await ing him, erect as a soldier on parade, the potrolman be had Been the previous night. "Good morning. I am glad to find you are punctual." "Good morning, sir." "Any message from Mr. DobsonV" "He hoped you would call upon him again this morning." "Right. Have you the keys?" "Yes, sir" answered the policeman unlocking the gate as he spoke. "I Buppose you didn't Bee the ghost who committed the murder?" Darrent hazarded, with a smile. "Ghost!" laughed the young officer. "Mot much. There's no ghosts in Norcombe. I've heard the fairv stories about ghosts and The Grange being haunted, but I don't believe any such nonsense, sir." "Indeed!" "No, sir, not a bit of it. There was flesh and blood on this job, sir, and It iookB like a case of revenge." "What makes you think that?" "Well, sir, as far as we can make out, nothing in the house has been dis turbed and no robbery committed." "Well, let's get inside." The policeman unlocked the heavy door and pushed it open. "Now, go slowly," said Darrent as they entered, "and tell me all yon know about the building." The door banged after them, and the dull echo of the sound reverberated through the house. The entrance hall gave access to rooms on either hand, and the police man, unlocking and opening a door on the right, stood on one side for Darrant to enter. The room, which was at the back of the house and evidently the library, was a large and lofty apartment paneled in dark oak, and the old fashioned fur niture matched the decoration—solid armchairs with deep seats and sunk backs and a massive oblong table. The walls were lined with bookcases, but they were evidently very rarely opened, for Darrent noticed how thickly the dust lay in all the crevices where the glass doors shut. He walked slowly round the room. Two sides were en tirely taken up by the bookshelves, while at the-two others were the fire place and a broad window. The chim ney piece, with its high mantel in carved oak, had a couple of cosy corner seats, one on each side. The window, which was opposite the fireplace, oom manded a magnificent view of the dis tant snow covered country for miles and the windings of a river, its frozen surface glistening in the sunlight. Some dozen skaters were gliding over the splendid ice, and Darrent, after watoh ing them for a moment, turned with a sigh from the scene. He oould not yet afford time for indulging in an exhila- gllb- ily the Btory of a ghost was implicated in the murder? Perhaps, One never knew. But against that supposition there was the paper that had been writ ten by the dying man, the half finished accusation that he had been murdered by Astray. What a colossal idiot Dob son was to have shown that paper to Astray And directly Astray bad seen it he fled. That certainly looked like guilt and yet might only be a sadden spasm of fear—fear that a train of cir cumstantial evidence might be gathered together that would inevitably put the rope around his neck, be he innocent or be he guilty. There were indeed many black factors in the case that pointed to Astray. Let him recapitulate them: (1) ABtray was not Marsden's own son, but bad been adopted by him, and who could tell what Astray's anteced ents were or why old Marsden had kept him? (2) Astray and old Marsden had quarreled and separated some two years back. Why? (3) Astray had returned, after an absence of two years, on the very night of the murder. Why (4) The unfinished note written by the dying man seemed to accuse Astray of the murder. (5) Astray bad fled. "Now, go ilowly," laid Darrent. rating pastime in which he delighted, and, although a clear, unbroken stretch of a mile or so of black ice temptingly invited him, duty called him, and dcty must be done. "Now, then— By the way, what's yonrname?" "Thompson." "Right. I dare say you know mine already—Darrent.'' "Yes, sir." "Is this the room where the murder was committed?" "Yes this is where we found him, sir," replied Thompson, indicating a spot on the floor between the table and the fireplace where an ominous dark stain showed. "Do you know the house at silt" asked Darrent, his eye upon the floor. "No, sir never entered it till the day after the murder. We searched the rooms, but, as you know, discovered nothing." "Ah I Who went over the house!" "Chief Dobson." "Ah, we'll go over together present ly, Thompson. Now, tell me, is tho room exactly as it was when the crime was discovered, eh 1 Nothing has been disturbed, nothing removed!" "ExaoUy the same. Nothing has been taken away exoept a box of chessmen. I suppose Mr. Dobson has mentioned that to you already, sir?" "Ah, yesl They were called for yes terday morning, I understand, by man who said he was a detective from Qhicago." "Teat that's what he laid, air." (Mr kit was on my round. "I suppose you have never seen the particulnr set of chessmen J" 'No, sir." And have no idea what they were like?" Well, sir, I heard Mr. Dobson say that they were Indian work in ivory, very finely carved with figures, ele phants, men on horseback, and the like." All the time that Danent had been questioning Thompson his eye had never ceaBed to wander over the room, from the window to the bookcases, from the bookcases to the lofty chimney piece and back to the window again. Those round panes in the doors of the dark oak bookcases seemed to Darrent to glare down at him like wide open eyes —wide open, staring eyes that never closed night or day, eyes that had gazed down on Josiah Marsden score upon tosre of times, eyes that had witnessed the murder. What was Josiah Marsden doing that fatal night? Was he sitting, solitary and alone, by the fire, the gray ashes of which still filled the grate, reading one or other of those treasures of literature that lined the shelves? Darrent walked round the room and minutely examined the fastenings of the bookcases. No the dust proved that they had not been opened for weeks. Had Marsden been Beated there at the table with the chessmen and board in front of him, working out some prob lem, when the assassin had crept noise lessly in, stolen behind him and stabbed him to death? Was there nothing in all that room to afford one tiny clew to the murderer Had there been a struggle between the murderer and victim, and in it had there possibly been a tiny thread of material torn, or a button wrenched off, or an ornament broken, that could af ford something of a clew? With eyes fixed on the floor, Darrent stood think ing, while Thompson waited respect fully on one side. Darrent paced the length of the room from the window to the fireplace several times and pon dered. At last he paused in one of his journeys and gazed ont over the whiten ed country. From the house to the riv er not a footmark marred the surface. The snow that had drifted on to the broad window sill was undisturbed. There had been no escape that way. He faced round an stood with his back to the light. The wintry sun was shining fnll into the library and throw ing a ribbon of color across the floor, and in its track upon the polished wood something white glittered. It was only a tiny speck, but it caught Darrent's eye. He stooped, picked it up and ex amined it closely. It seemed to be a broken piece of ivory, a little mite of lacelike filigree. He looked at it in the full light of the window, and suddenly it dawned upon him that here was his clow, here in this tiny scrap, for Dar rent felt confident that it had formed part of the ornamental carving of a chessman, and it was a set of chessmen that some one had been at great pains to secure from that very room. Yes, here was the clew 1 Once let him trace the set of chessmen that had been obtained from The Grange, once let him find that one was damaged and satisfy himself that this fragment fitted, and the first Btep in the discovery of the murderer of Josiah Marsden would be accomplished. He carefully wrapped the piece of ivory in a cigarette paper and placed it in his pocketbook. "Now, Thompson," he said to the officer, who had been interestedly watching his proceedings, "I think I've seen enough of this room, for the pres ent at any rate. Let ns turn our atten tion to a thorough search of the rest of the building. The murderer seems to have entered in the ordinary way, but he did not depart the same way as he entered. Therefore, Thompson, he know of some other means of exit, and what we have got to do is to find it." Darrent had already arrived at the conclusion that the murder had been committed by some one who possessed an intimate knowledge of the structure of The Orange itself and of some secret means of escape. There must be a secret means of exit from the building—of that he was confident—but where? That was the trouble, and that they would have to discover. That the en trance had been in the usual and ordi nary way and the exit in some unusual and extraordinary way was certain, and that gave rise to two possible the ories. One was that the murderer waB merely an ordinary visitor, with origi nally no ill intent. Something which might never be Bolved had led to a quarrel with old Marsden, and that had ended in a struggle and his death, whereupon the murderer, acquainted with the structure of the building, had escaped by the secret way. Or, on the other hand, the assassin had entered, with malice aforethought, determined, for some reason of revenge, upon the death of Josiah Marsden, intending aft the committal of the deed to make nse of the secret route and leave no trace of his escape. In either case it proved a thorough knowledge of the house and the existence of some private meanB of exit, and that was what they must discover. Together they left the library and began their search. From garret to basement they ransacked every room, but could discover nothing. Dust reign ed supreme everywhere, and the most careful investigation revealed no possi ble hiding place or means of escape. After several hours' thorough search Darrent and his assistant conclusively satisfied themselves that the murderer was not concealed upon the premises. How, then, had he escaped? He had not gone out by the front door. Then he must have escaped from the back of The Grange, and yet from the house to the river the snow lay in one smooth, nndisturbed mantle of white. Not a telltale mark betrayed the way of the murderer's flight. On the left of the entrance hall, op posite the library, was the only other room that seemed to have been in con stant use, and at the far end, in the same place as the window was situated in the library, a fernery had been built, but it was bare of foliage now and boasted only a collection of dry and withered shrubs. This was the last room Darrent entered. He stood in the conservatory and opened the door lead ing to the grounds. A flight of steps, pro tected by an ornamental iron awning, over which ivy and creeping plants had grown, led down to a covered trellised walk, where the thiok intwining foliage had kept the snow from penetrating. The walk extended from the bottom of the steps to an open rockery some SO feet away, built in the dip of the ground. Large masses of ragged stone had been piled together, and rough hewn steps led down to a deep pool filled with brushes and aquatio plants. The pool, which was frozen and black, was overhung by drooping trees, whose pendent branches almost touched its surface—a charming spot in summer, with its moss grown stones, its white and yellow water lilies, its creeping plants and miniatnre waterfall plashing gently down, but now, in the grip of the ice king, its sylvan beauty was ied as tar a hanging trees gleamed white with frosted snow, glistening like diamonds, and from cvmy rock htiug fantastic ici cles in all tliu beauty of an Aladdin's cuvo. Darrnnt doserndod the steps and trav ersed the covennl walk, which wae en tirely free from snow, nntil he reached the rough hewn ste*.s that lod down to tho pool, and ILH he gazed npon the beanty of the scene before him and ad mired the pendent branches frosted with theii •bite, feathery powder his keen eye was attracted by the Blender trunk of a silver birch which some four feet from tho ground nhowed a space few inches wide absent of the snowy covering which decked the remainder of the tree. He carefully examined the spot. It looked as though a hand had gripped it. Then he bent down and scrutinized the earth at the foot of the birch. Yo8, there was the mark as of a footstep. Any one coming from the covered walk that led from the con Bervatory to the rockery would have been able without treading on any of the snow covered gronnd to have seised the trunk of that tree and so swung himself down toward the bottom of the pool. Stepping carefully over the alip pery stones, Darrent and Thompson reached the bottom and stood side hy side upon the frozen surface. Evidently some one had been there before thew, for the impression of foot prints was visible, leading to the very back of the grotto. Following the track, they pushed aside the long streamers of creeping plants coated with ice, that jingled musically as they moved them, and found the grotto extended some feet beyond, and then it seemed to cease, shut in by heavy masses of rock, but on closer approach a narrow open ing at right angles became visible, and into this the footprints led. With an effort they forced themselves through the entrance and into a kind of tunnel, at the far end of which a ray of light shone like a star. The floor of the tun nel was coated with ice, and evidently they were walking along the bed of a channel by which the overflow from the grotto found its way out into the river. Slowly and painfully they groped along in tho darkness, stumbling and slipping upon the smooth surface of the ice aud bruising their hands against the sides of the tunnel. Half way through, the pathway grew narrower and lower, and it was only by creeping in a painfully stooping attitude that they could get along at all. The light grew nearer. They struggled on for a dozen or so yards more and at length, through a tangled mass of shmbB and brushes, saw stretching before them the broad expanse of the river, while the ring of the skates sounded merrily in tho distance. [CONTINUED.] Does Coffee Agree With YouF If not, drink Grain-O—made from rare grains. A lady writes: "The first ime I made Grain-o I did not like it but after using It for one week nothing would induce me to go back to coffee.'' It nourishes and feeds the system. The children can drink it freely with great benefit. It is the strengthening sub stance of pure grains. 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