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THE OLD MAN WHO CALLED A few more questions indicated that Helen had no further useful knowledge to impart. Landis took her to the library and went to the kitchen, returning with James Harley, the c…
THE DECENCY NOT TO INQUIRE When Stimson had resumed his seat at the end of the library, Landis recalled the policeman from the reception-room and set him on guard over the Japanese bow and arrows an…
“A BIT OF A RISK” Leaving Russell in the library, Landis went back to the billiard-room where he found Allen in an easy chair smoking and looking thoughtfully into the fire. Allen rose at once and f…
THE MISSES HARRISON Landis walked to the hanging Japanese gongs and tapped a scale on their inverted bowls, his touch soft and funereal to suit the occasion. The door of Isabelle Harrison’s bedroom …
“WITHOUT CONSULTING ANYONE” While the expert examined the armor and then the door for finger-prints, Landis went into the hall and once again sounded the gong. Miss Mount appeared as promptly as bef…
A LACE HANDKERCHIEF Landis and Bernard were rather worse than disgusted. To date it was a case almost without a clue, except the small, blurred finger-prints on the door. Now those were gone. It was…
“WALK INTO MY PARLOR” The beds in the vacant guest-rooms were already made up. Stimson saw to it that the detectives had towels, then went his final rounds with quiet and melancholy dignity. He left…
“NOTHING MUCH ANYHOW!” “When I got home tonight,” began Anita slowly, “I could see that Fred was mad because I’d been flirting with Hobart. As soon as I got to my room Isabelle came in and yelped ab…
WHY MRS. GRAHAM SCREAMED After breakfast next morning the coroner came to the house for Harrison’s body. Landis had a talk with him in the library, promising him a set of photographs in time for the…
ANOTHER LOCKED DOOR Physically stunned by surprise, the two detectives stared at Stimson’s lean, dark face, while, with the swiftness of a dream, their trained mentalities passed the whole case in r…
