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Dale gave a little whi cry of horror

"Oh, no, no, no," she whispered fro her portion of the precious scrap of blue-print into the boso toeven to reach doith her hand and touch the body of Fle to see if he was dead or alive

A murmur of excited voices sounded froh the darkness--"The noise cain!" that must be Lizzie-Even as Dale turned to face the asseuished since the stor beside Fle's body with Miss Cornelia's revolver between the out aardly by his side No living man could lie in such a posture

"I didn't do it! I didn't do it!" she stammered, after a tense silence that followed the sudden reilluure idly, noting unimportant details Billy was still in his white coat and his face, ihtest surprise Brooks and Anderson were likewise coun to retire for the night when she had heard the shot--her transforown As for Lizzie, that worthy shivered in a gaudy wrapper adorned with incredible orange flowers, with her hair done up in curlers Dale saw it all and was never after to forget one single detail of it

The detective was beside her now, exahness At last he rose

"He's dead," he said quietly A shiver ran through the watching group Dale felt a stifling hand constrict about her heart

There was a pause Anderson picked up the revolver beside Fle's body and exaerprints with any that ht already be on the polished steel Then he looked at Dale "Who is he?" he said bluntly

Dale fought hysteria for so--soed to whisper at last

Anderson took a step toward her

"What do you mean by somebody?" he said

The world to Dale turned into a crowd of threatening, accusing eyes--a , Guilty! Guilty! Prove that you're innocent--you can't!

"I don't know," she said wildly "Somebody on the staircase"

"Did you see anybody?" Anderson's voice was as passionless and cold as a bar of steel

"No--but there was a light froo on She saw Fle to that strange look of bewildered surprise--she put her hands over her eyes to shut the vision out