rglar safe under arrest."

"How did Miss McIntyre appear?"

"Appear? Sure, she looked very sweet in her blue wrapper and her hair
down her back," answered O'Ryan with emphasis.

"She was not fully dressed then?"

"No, sir."

"Was Miss McIntyre composed in manner or did she appear frightened?"
asked Penfield. It was one of the questions which Kent had expected, and
he waited with intense interest for the policeman's reply.

"She was very pale and--and breathless like." O'Ryan flapped his arms
about vaguely in his endeavor to demonstrate his meaning. "She kept
begging me to hurry and get the burglar out of the house, and after
telling her that she would have to appear in the Police Court first
thing that morning, I went off with the prisoner."

"Were there lights in the house?" questioned Penfield.

"Only dim ones in the halls and two bulbs turned on in the library; it's
a big room though, and they hardly made any light at all," explained
O'Ryan; he was particular as to details. "I used handcuffs on the
prisoner, thinking maybe he'd give me the slip in the dim light, but
there was no fight or flight in him."

"Did he talk to you on the way to the station house?"

"No, sir; and at the station he was just as quiet, only answered the
questions the desk sergeant put to him, and that was all," stated 0'
Ryan.

Penfield laid down his memorandum pad. "All right, O'Ryan; you may
retire," and at the words the policeman left the platform and the room.
He was followed by the police sergeant who had been on desk duty at the
Eighth Precinct on Tuesday morning. His testimony simply corroborated
O'Ryan's statement that the prisoner had done and said nothing which
would indicate that he was other than he seemed--a housebreaker.

Coroner Penfield paused before calling the next witness and drank a
glass of ice water; the weather had turned unseasonably hot, and the
room in which inquests were held, was stifling, in spite of the long
opened windows at either end.

"Call Miss Helen McIntyre," Penfield said to the morgue master, and the
latter crossed to the door leading to the room where sat the witnesses.
There was instant craning of necks to catch a glimpse of the society
girl about whom, with her twin sister, so much interest centered.

Helen was extremely pale as she advanced up the room, but Kent, watching
her closely, was relieved to see none of the nervousness which had
been so marked at their interview that morning.