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mparing these new* prints with the. es ‘magnified: ‘on “the photograph, Y ou—got—prints from “inside— es?” Axel gasped, tiny bits of - his trap mouth. pond with yours?” =. g “Yes, damn you all, they dor” he, reeched, his heavy voice suddenly - ae lowe ws beet reaking to an almost falsetto pitch. I hated her! J wanted Canute ‘d fools who could make money!” - And then, still struggling frenziedly, gq to hold him up. Then at a sign from met thump and fell on top of his threshing arms and legs. Tremblingly, Lieuten- ant Connor snicked the bracelets. . “Well, there is your murderer, Mr. Canute Rygaard, your own half- brother!” said Jigger gravely then. “Ee had the knowledge of an encyclo- pedia at his command—and the up-to- ‘@ date information about poisons and ‘bombs which the experts who wrote for Columbian Senior, would give him verbally, without a thought!" “Axel! cried the publisher, his voice breaking piteously. crite!’ snarled Axel from the ground. “Just because you were lucky enough tS make money, you could ‘Patronize “y better men !” 7 “Never mind him. He’s almost in- ne, but not near enough so he won’t o the chair,” snapped Masters. “He ated your fortune, and that of your - He planned to kill you both, and wa Aint men went to Toake a pretense of. ite foam appearing -at -the comers: -~yeu-¢an lay to personal reel Tana “Yes, there they are! Do they core = »stayed park there in-dassic Athens. “-"> ~. ash from.the end of her little cigar, — he tried to throw himself on the” 4 ground. For a minute the police tried” Masters they dropped him with a” “Go to the devil, you ignorant hypo-. “t00, : “that exira ‘tillion © would eet “ee “Axd also. “His attempt ‘to kill Mrsi Severn and Mrs. Ackerman by poison,’ Sas he is a twisted sort of Puritan, in, a ied Be Brown.” nares. Be. cae rarer cee ee oe + “Yah, those—" And the cultured = Axel delivered himself of a word for “women which came straight’ from the |=“: -Qeaot_ tad azhich might hetter™ have: nehid iene WERE ORAS OP RRERS REESE Be ee - But Mrs. Ackerman only flicked the °° down into the livid face on the ground, So. Then she turned away with a shrug. - “Al right, you can take him away,” | éaid Jigger. “He will be one of the very few criminals I’ve encountered, whom T'll be glad to know is s electrocuted | He—” :. - “Well, that pleasure will be denied you!”. snarled Axel, but in a fainter voice. “Did you imagine a-man of my caliber—would—embark on—crime—: without—certain—precaut—?” oo _ That last word was never Shudders suddenly attacked the fe cumbent editor, and all the strength*of ©" three police could not prevent his back. _ . from arching, and the death struggle from going its twenty seconds to the end. Later, on the little finger of his left. “hand they found his cameo ring had been twisted and the flat-cut gem de- pressed. There had been a tiny needle, and a rubber sac. More poison. No one ever was sorry that instead of a frenzied, contemptuous half-mad- man prisoner, a corpse was carried to the police car, and out of the grounds of Canute Rygaard’s estate. oat . atm shes nc ‘ng a ee sat wt ceed ES