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Title: The Winning Clue
Author: James Hay, Jr.
Release Date: December 20, 2006 [eBook #20152]
Language: English
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THE WINNING CLUE
by
JAMES HAY, Jr.
Author of The Man Who Forgot, Etc.
Grosset & Dunlap
Publishers New York
Copyright, 1919
By Dodd, Mead and Company, Inc.
TO GRAHAM B. NICHOL
AS A LITTLE TOKEN OF MY ADMIRATION AND AFFECTION
CONTENTS
CHAPTER
I. Strangled
II. "Something Big in It"
III. The Ruby Ring
IV. Two Trails
V. The Husband's Story
VI. Morley Is in a Hurry
VII. Miss Fulton Is Hysterical
VIII. The Breath of Scandal
IX. Women's Nerves
X. Eyes of Accusation
XI. The $1,000 Check
XII. The Man with the Gold Tooth
XIII. Lucy Thomas Talks
XIV. The Pawn Broker Takes the Trail
XV. Braceway Sees a Light
XVI. A Message from Miss Fulton
XVII. Miss Fulton's Revelation
XVIII. What's Braceway's Game?
XIX. At the Anderson National Bank
XX. The Discovery of the Jewels
XXI. Bristow Solves a Problem
XXII. A Confession
XXIII. On the Rack
XXIV. Miss Fulton Writes a Letter
XXV. A Mystifying Telegram
XXVI. Wanted: Vengeance
XXVII. The Revelation
XXVIII. Confession Voluntary
XXIX. The Last Card
THE WINNING CLUE
CHAPTER I
STRANGLED
When a woman's voice, pitched to the high note of utter terror, rang out
on the late morning quiet of Manniston Road, Lawrence Bristow looked up
from his newspaper quickly but vaguely, as if he doubted his own ears. He
was reading an account of a murder committed in Waukesha, Wisconsin, and
the shrieks he had just heard fitted in so well with the paragraph then
before his eyes that his imagination might have been playing him tricks.
He was allowed, however, little tim
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