ay to you."

"Why, certainly." Warren started to rise, but Ward returned quickly
from closing the door, and resumed his seat.

"I made a startling discovery to-night," he began. "I suppose I should
take my story to the judge advocate; but I am convinced you are
defending an innocent girl, and this information may help you to clear
her."

"Continue," urged Warren, his weariness forgotten. Ward drew his chair
closer to his interested listener.

"You undoubtedly recollect that Captain Lloyd was found dead on Monday
night, March 6th, and that Symonds sent at once for me."

"Yes, yes," exclaimed Warren, impatiently as Ward paused for a reply.

"The next day I called to see Major Goddard in the morning, and again
in the afternoon. To my intense indignation I found Colonel Baker
talking to Goddard, with what results you know. Goddard's condition was
such that I had to remain with him all night.

"When I rose to go the young nurse handed me my hypodermic syringe,
saying that I had left it there that morning. I dropped the syringe
into my overcoat pocket and thought no more of the matter. The weather
turned mild, and I did not use my overcoat again. But this evening I
hunted through its pockets looking for a mislaid letter, and I found my
hypodermic syringe.

"I was considerably puzzled; for I have given many hypodermics since I
used that coat. So I searched through the pockets of the clothes I have
on and found the syringe I have been using constantly. Thinking the
syringe in the coat pocket was the one I carry in my bag for
emergencies, I opened the bag intending to replace it, and was
astounded to find a syringe already there.

"Then I sat down and examined the syringe the nurse had given me. I
found some substance remaining in it; made several tests, and
discovered that it was a solution of curari or curarine."

"Curari!" echoed Warren.

"Curari, called variously 'curara, ourari, woorali', a deadly poison
which leaves no trace when injected into the blood, or applied to an
open wound or sore."

Warren's eyes were fairly popping from his head. "And you think?" he
gasped.

"There is not a doubt in my mind but that Captain Lloyd was killed by
an injection of a solution of curari," declared Ward, positively.
"Every symptom, or rather, lack of symptoms, found at the autopsy
points to its use.

"Realizing what I had stumbled across," continued the doctor, "I
hurried over to the office of the Sanitary Commission,