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Show THE CIRCULAR STAIRCASE Kmarv ROBERTS RINEHART ILLUSTRATIONS BY RYvfiIr'aJ' Wrfvcxr fO cy s'OAi -ntkttu. c a. T SYNOPSIS. Miss Innas, spinster and puanlhin of Gertrude and Halst-y, established summer headquarters at fciunnvdide. Amidst numerous nu-merous dlilicailtlos the servants deserted. As Miss Innes locked up for the niht she was startled by a dark figure on the veranda. Unseemly noises disturbed her during the night. In the morning Miss Innes found a strange link cuff-button in a hamper. Gertrude and Halsey arrived with Jack Bailey. The house was awakened awak-ened by a revolver shot and Arnold Armstrong: Arm-strong: "was found shot to death in the hall. Miss Innes found llalsey's revolver on the lawn. He and Jack Bailey had disappeared. dis-appeared. The link cult-button mysteriously mysteri-ously disappeared. Detective Jamieson arrived. Gertrude revealed she was en-paged en-paged to Jack Bailey, with whom she talked in the billiard room a few moments mo-ments before the murder. Jamieson accused ac-cused Miss Innes of holding back evidence. evi-dence. He imprisoned an intruder In an empty room. The prisoner escaped down a laundry chute. Gertrude was suspected. A negro found the other half of what proved to be Jack Bailey's cuff-button. Halsey reappears and says he and Bailey left in response to a telegram. Gertrude sai'd she had given Bailey an unloaded revolver, fearing to give him a loaded weapon. Cashier Bailey of Paul Armstrong's Arm-strong's bank, defunct, was arrested for embezzlement. Halsey said Armstrong wrecked his own bank and could clear Bailey. Paul Armstrong's death was announced. an-nounced. Halsey 's fiancee, Louise Armstrong, Arm-strong, was found at the lodge. The lodgekeeper said Louise and Arnold had a long talk the night of the murder. Louise Lou-ise was prostrated. Louise told Halsey, that while she still loved him she was to marry another, and that he would despise her when he learned the whole story. It developed that Dr. "Walker and Louise were to be married. A prowler was heard In the house. Louise was found at the i bottom of the circular staircase. 01TM I hill i 1 some one higher up on the stairs. There were no marks of powder. The bullet, a 3S caliber, had been found in the dead man's clothing, and was shewn to the jury. Mr. Jarvis was called next, but his testimony amounted to little. He had been summoned by telephone to Sun-nyside, Sun-nyside, had come over at once with the steward and Mr. Winthrop, at present out of town. They had been admitted by the housekeeper, and had found the body lying at the foot of the staircase. He had made a search for a weapon, but there was none around. The outer entry door in the east wing had been unfastened and was open about an inch. I had been growing more and more nervous. When the coroner called Mr. John Bailey, the room was filled with suppressed excitement. Mr. Jamieson went forward and spoke a few words to the coroner, who nodded. Then Halsey was called. "Mr. Innes," the coroner said, "will you tell under what circumstances you saw Mr. Arnold Armstrong the night he died?" "I saw him first at the Country club," Halsey said quietly. He was rather pale, but very composed. "I stopped there with my automobile for gasolene. Mr. Armstrong had been playing cards. When I saw him there he was coming out of the cardroom talking to Mr. John Bailey." "The nature- of the discussion was it amicable?" Halsey hesitated. "They were having a dispute," he said. "I asked Mr. Bailey to leave the "My Home Is in Englewood," the Doc- tor Began. side, as there had been an accident there, and Mr. Arnold Armstrong had been shot. He dressed hastily, gathered gath-ered up some instruments, and drove to Sunnyside. He was met by Mr. Jarvis, who took him at once to the east wing. ' There, just as he had fallen, was the body of Arnold Armstrong. There was no need of the instruments; the man was dead. In answer to the coroner's question no, the body had not been moved, save to turn it over. It lay at the foot of the circular staircase. Yes, he believed death had been instantaneous. in-stantaneous. The body was still some-. some-. what warm and rigor mortis had not set in. It occurred late in cases of sudden death. No, he believed the probability of suicide might be eliminated; elim-inated; the wounds could have been self-inflicted, but with difficulty, and there had been no weapon found. The doctor's examination was over, but he hesitated and cleared his throat. "Mr. Coroner," he said, "at the risk of taking up valuable time, I would like to speak of an incident that may or may not throw some light on this matter." The audience was alert at once. "Kindly proceed, doctor," the coroner coro-ner said. "My home is in Englewood, two miles from Casanova," the doctor began. be-gan. "In the absence of Dr. Wralker, a number of Casanova people have been consulting me. A month ago five weeks, to be exact a woman whom I had never seen came to my office. She was in deep mourning and kept her velj down, and she brought for examination a child, a boy of six. The little fellow was ill; it looked like typhoid, and the mother was frantic. She wanted a permit to admit the youngster to the Children's hospital in town here, where I am a member of the staff, and I gave her one. The incident would have escaped me, but for a curious thing. Two days before Mr. Armstrong was shot, I was sent for to go to the Country club; some one had been struck with a golf-ball that had gone wild. It was late when I left I was on foot, and about a mile from the club, on the Clayburg road, I met two people. They were disput- club with me and come to Sunnyside over Sunday." "Isn't it a fact, Mr. Innes, that you took Mr. Bailey away from the clubhouse club-house because you were afraid there would be blows?" "The situation was unpleasant," 1 Halsey said evasively. "At that time had you any suspicion that the Traders' bank had been wrecked?" "No." "What occurred next?" "Mr. Bailey and I talked in the billiard bil-liard room until 2:30." "And Mr. Arnold Armstrong came there, while you were talking?" "Yes. He came about half-past two. He rapped at the east door, and I admitted ad-mitted him." The silence in the room was intense. in-tense. Mr. Jamieson's eyes never left Halsey's face. "Will you tell us the nature of his errand?" "He brought a telegram that had come to the club for Mr. Bailey." "He was sober?" "Perfectly, at that time. Not earlier." earl-ier." "Was not his apparent friendliness a change from his former attitude?" "Yes. I did not understand it." "How long did he stay?" "About five minutes. Then he left by the east entrance." "What occurred then?" "We talked for a few minutes, discussing dis-cussing a plan Mr. Bailey had in mind. Then I went to the stables, where I kept my car, and got it out." "Leaving Mr. Bailey alone in the billiard room?" "My sister was there." Mrs. Ogden Fitzhugh had the cour age to turn and eye Gertrude through her lorgnon. "And then?" "I took the car along the lower road, not to disturb the household. Mr. Bailey came down across the lawn, through the hedge, and got into the car on the road." "Then you know nothing of Mr. Armstrong's movements after, he left the house?" "Nothing. I read of his death Monday Mon-day evening for the first time. "Mr. Bailey did not see him on his had we not ourselves heard the rapping rap-ping noises, I should have felt that Louise's imagination had run away with her. The outer door was closed and locked, and the staircase curved above us, for all the world like any other staircase. Halsey, who had never taken seriously seri-ously my account of the night Liddy and I were there alone, was grave enough now. He examined the paneling panel-ing of the wainscoting above and below be-low the stairs, evidently looking for a secret door, and suddenly there flashed into my mind the recollection of a scrap of paper that Mr. Jamieson had ! found among Arnold Armstrong's effects. ef-fects. As nearly as possible I repeated re-peated its contents to him, while Halsey Hal-sey took them down in a note-book. "I wish you had told me this before," be-fore," he said, as he put the memorandum memo-randum carefully away. We found nothing at all in the house, and I expected ex-pected little from any examination of the porch and grounds. But as we opened the outer door something fell into the entry with a clatter. It was a cue from the billiard room. Halsey picked it up with an exclamation. excla-mation. "That's careless enough," he said. "Some of the servants have been amusing themselves." I was far from convinced. Not one of the servants would go into that wing at night unless driven by dire necessity. And a billiard cue! As a weapon of either offense or defense it was an absurdity, unless one accepted ac-cepted Liddy's hypothesis of a ghost, and even then, as Halsey pointed out, a billiard-playing ghost would be a very modern evolution of an ancient Institution. That afternoon we, Gertrude, Halsey Hal-sey and I, attended the coroner's inquest in-quest in town. Dr. Stewart had been summoned also, it transpiring that in that early Sunday morning, when Gertrude and I had gone to our rooms, he had been called to view the body. We went, the four of us, in the machine, ma-chine, preferring the execrable roads to the matinee train, with half of Casanova Cas-anova staring at us. And on the way we decided to say nothing of Louise and her interview with her stepbrother step-brother the night he died. The girl was in trouble enough as it was. CHAPTER XV!, Continued, "I was not sleeping well," she began, be-gan, "partly, I think, because I had slept during the afternoon. Liddy brought me some hot milk at ten o'clock and I slept until 12. Then I wakened and I got to thinking about things, and worrying, so I could not go to sleep. "I was wondering why I had not heard from Arnold since the since I saw him that night at the lodge. I was afraid he was ill, because be-cause he was to have done something for me, and he had not come hack. It must have been three when I heard some one rapping. I sat up and listened, to be quite sure, and the rapping kept up. I was cautious, cau-tious, and I was about to call Liddy. Then suddenly I thought I knew what it was. The east entrance and circular circu-lar staircase were always used by Arnold when he was out late, and sometimes, when he forgot his key, he would rap and I would go down and let him in. I thought he had come back to see me I didn't think about the time, for his hours were always erratic. But I was afraid I was too weak to get down the stairs. The knocking kept up, and just as I was about to call Liddy, she ran through the room and out into the hall. I got up then, feeling weak and dizzy, and put on my dressing-gown. If it was Arnold, I knew I must see him. "It was very dark everywhere, but, of course, I knew my way. I felt along for the stair-rail, and went down as quickly as I could. The knocking had stopped, and I was afraid I was too late. I got to the foot of the staircase stair-case and over to the door on to the east veranda. I had never thought of anything but that it was Arnold, until reached the door. It was unlocked and opened about an inch. Everything was black; it was perfectly dark outside. out-side. I felt very queer and shaky. Then I thought perhaps Arnold had used his key; he did strange things sometimes, and I turned around. Just as I reached the foot of the staircase I thought' I heard some one coming. My nerves were going anyhow, there in the dark, and I could scarcely stand. I got up as far as the third or fourth step; then I felt that some one was coming toward me on the staircase. The next instant a hand met mine on the stair-rail. Some one brushed past me, and I screamed. Then I must have fainted." That was Louise's story. There could be no doubt of its truth, and the thing that made it inexpressibly awful to me was that the poor girl had crept down to answer the summons of a brother who would never need her kindly offices again. Twice, now, without with-out apparent cause, some one had entered en-tered the house by means of the east entrance; had apparently gone his way unhindered through the house, and gone out again as he had entered. Had this unknown visitor been there a third time, the night Arnold Armstrong Arm-strong was murdered? Or a fourth, i the time Mr. Jamieson had; locked j some one in the clothes chute? Sleep was Impossible, I think, for ' any of us. We dispersed finally to bathe and dress, leaving Louise little the worse for her experience. But 1 determined that before the day was ' over she must know the true state of affairs. Another decision I made, and I put it into execution immediately after breakfast. I had one of the unused bedrooms in the east wing, back along the small corridor, prepared pre-pared for occupancy, and from that I time on Alex, the gardener, slept I there. One man in that barn of a house was an absurdity, with things i happening all the time, and I must say ' that Alex was as unobjectionable as any one could possibly have been. The noxt morning, also, Halsey and I made an exhaustive examination of the circular staircase, the small entry at its foot, and the cardroom opening from it. There was no evidence of anything unusual the night before, and ing violently, and I had no difficulty in recognizing Mr. Armstrong. The woman, wom-an, beyond doubt, was the one who had consulted me about the child." At this hint of scandal, Mrs. Ogden Fitghugh sat up very straight. Jamieson Jamie-son was looking slightly skeptical, and the coroner made a note. "The Children's hospital, you say, doctor?" he asked. "Yes. But the child, who was entered en-tered as Lucien Wallace, was taken away by his mother two wee'T o.jrn. I have tried to trace them and failed." All at ouce I remembered the telegram tele-gram sent to Louise by some one signed F. L. W. presumably Dr. Walker. Could the veiled woman be the Nina Carrir.glon of the message? But it was oniy idle speculation. I had no way of finding out, and the inquest was proceeding. The report of the coroner's physician physi-cian came next. The post-mortem examination ex-amination showed that the bullet bad entered the chest in the fourth left intercostal space and had taken an oblique course downward and backward, back-ward, piercing both the heart and lungs. The left lung was collapsed, and the exit point of the ball had been found in the muscles of the back to the left of the spinal column. It was improbable that such a wound had been self-inflicted, and its oblique downward course pointed to the fact that the shot had been fired from above. In other words, as the murdered mur-dered man had been found dead at the foot of a staircase, it was probable prob-able that the shot had been fired by way across the lawn? "I think not. If he had seen hlra he would have spoken of it." "Thank you. That is all. Miss Gertrude Ger-trude Innes." .Gertrude's replies were fully as concise con-cise as Halsey's. Mrs. Fitzhugh subjected sub-jected her to a close inspection, commencing com-mencing with her hat and ending with her shoes. I flatter myself she found nothing wrong with either her gown or her manner, but poor Gertrude's testimony was the reverse of comforting. com-forting. She had been summoned, she said, by her brother, after Mr. Armstrong had gone. She had waited in the billiard room with Mr. Bailey until the automobile had been ready. Then she had locked the door at. the foot of the staircase, and, taking a lamp, had accompanied Mr. Bailey to the main entrance of the house, and had watched him cross the lawn. Instead In-stead of going at once to her room, she had gone back to the billiard room for something which had been left there. The cardroom and billiard room were in darkness. She had groped around, found the article she was looking for, and was on the point of returning to her room, when she had heard some one fumbling at the lock at the east outer door. She had thought it was probably her brother, and had been about to go to the door, when she heard it open. Almost immediately im-mediately there was a shot, and sho had run panic-stricken through the drawing room and had roused the house. (TO BE CONTINUED.) CHAPTER XVII. A Hint of Scandal. In giving the gist of what happened at the inquest, I have only one excuse ex-cuse to recall to the reader the events of the night of Arnold Armstrong's,, Arm-strong's,, murder. Many things had occurred which were not brought out at the inquest and some things were told there that were new to me. Altogether, Al-together, it was a gloomy affair, and the six men In the oorner, who constituted con-stituted the coroner's jury, were evidently evi-dently the merest puppets in the hands of that all-powerful gentlemen, the coroner. Gertrude and I sat well back, with our veils down. There were a number num-ber of people I knew: Barbara Fitzhugh, Fitz-hugh, in .extravagant mourning she always went into black on the slightest slight-est provocation, because it was becoming becom-ing and Mr. Jarvis, the man who had come over from the Greenwood club the night of the murder. Mr. Harton was there, too, looking impatient im-patient as the inquest dragged, but alive to every particle of evidence. From a corner Mr. Jamieson was watching the proceedings intently. Dr. Stewart was called first. His evidence was told briefly, and amounted amount-ed to this: On the Sunday morning previous, at a quarter before five, he had been called to the telephone. The message was from a Mr. Jarvis, who asked him to come at once to Sunny- |