The brief visit, the open nature of the arrival and departure, the posting of a letter, which, by the way, may have been written in his presence." "It was." Theydon positively jumped.

He would not be surprised now if Forbes's name came out.
"How do you know that ?" he asked.
"Mrs.Lester wrote to an aunt in Oxfordshire, a lady who lives in the village of Iffley, near the first lock on the Thames below Oxford.

As it happened, this aunt, a Miss Beale, was lunching with a friend in Oxford today, and some one showed her an early edition of a London evening newspaper containing an account of the murder.

Instead of yielding to hysteria, and passing from one fainting fit into another, Miss Beale had the rare good sense to go straight to the police station.

One of our men has interviewed her this evening, and she is coming here tomorrow, but in the meantime the Oxford police telephoned the gist of the letter, which is headed 'Monday, 11:30 p.