The acme magazine . Ihad thought the combination odd. Itseemed best to carry the body to thatstore, and I had set myself to the taskwhen the door at the head of the stairsopened, and Mrs. Wilson, as I rightlyguessed, came out hurriedly. She sawme hoisting up this dead man in my HOWARD FIELDING. 21 nrrns, aim sne screamed. The man is ill. said I. Do youknow who he is? She had uttered only a single she stood stock still, staring downat me. I am going to take him into thetobacco store. said I. No! She spoke the single wordand then chocked herself as with aneffort. The voice, though heard
The acme magazine . Ihad thought the combination odd. Itseemed best to carry the body to thatstore, and I had set myself to the taskwhen the door at the head of the stairsopened, and Mrs. Wilson, as I rightlyguessed, came out hurriedly. She sawme hoisting up this dead man in my HOWARD FIELDING. 21 nrrns, aim sne screamed. The man is ill. said I. Do youknow who he is? She had uttered only a single she stood stock still, staring downat me. I am going to take him into thetobacco store. said I. No! She spoke the single wordand then chocked herself as with aneffort. The voice, though heard in so briefand strained an utterance, increasedmy vague impression of recognition,out the dead man was becoming heavyin my arms, and I decided to followmy original purpose. It was only afew steps to the store, but nearly ascore of people gathered about me be-fore I traversed the distance. Someone opened the door, and that was allthe help I received. The tobacconist-jeweler was notthere, having run out perhaps at the. I KNEW AT A GLANCE THAT HE WAS DEAD. sound of the womans scream. I laidmy burden upon the floor, and instant-ly half a dozen voices cried out:Its Duncan Clifford! At this there appeared upon thescene a tall, soldierly man. with adrooping blond mustache and a bluecap with gilt insignia, the city mar-shal. Captain Ford. lie asked me afew rapid questions, which I thoughtvery intelligent, and then, asking meto remain beside the body, he depart-ed. He was gone perhaps five minutes,and nothing of consequence happenedin my observation during his absence,but I had a great surprise when hereturned, for he brought with him themilliner, wnom 1 instantly recognizedas a young woman named Esther War-reu. She had been employed in myoffice up to four months ago, when shehad given up her position. Before we could exchange a word,even of ordinary greeting, the marshaldetached us from the increasing throngand drove us gently into a private roomat the back of the store. Now, said he,
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