of the murdered woman as the men from the morgue Started out with it.
He started back as though some one had struck him a blow.

"Is she--is she dead?" he gasped. "Dead--Mrs. Darcy?"

"Looks that way," said Carroll in cool tones. "You'd better come in
here and sit down a while, Harry," he went on, and he led the unsteady
young man to the rear room, while the men from the morgue carried out
the lifeless body.




CHAPTER III

THE FISHERMAN

From a little green book, which, from the evidence of its worn covers,
seemed to have been much read, the tall, military-appearing occupant of
a middle seat in the parlor car of the express to Colchester scanned
again this passage:

"And if you rove for perch with a minnow, then it is best to be alive,
you sticking your hook through his back fin, or a minnow with the hook
in his upper lip, and letting him swim up and down about mid-water, or
a little lower, and you still keeping him about that depth with a cork,
which ought to be a very little one; and the way you are to fish for
perch with a small frog--"

"Ah-a-a-a!"