scouraged than himself.
For the big type told the world:

JOE SAVELLI "GETS" BROTHER'S SLAYER

And smaller headlines informed the sensation-loving public:

"SWALLOW-TAIL SAMMY" SAVELLI'S DEATH AVENGED BY BROTHER WHO
SURRENDERS TO POLICE; "SLICK" THOMPSON, ALLEGED MEMBER OF SAMMY'S
GANG, SHOT TO DEATH ON SIXTH AVENUE.

Still smaller head-type acknowledged that Joe Savelli, after giving
himself up, with a revolver in his hand, had disclaimed any knowledge of
or connection with the murders of Juanita Leigh Selim and Dexter
Sprague.

Two hours later, Dundee received a long telegram from District Attorney
Sanderson:

"INFORMED BY EVENING SUN SAVELLI ANGLE COMPLETE WASHOUT STOP HAVE
YOU MADE ANY PROGRESS ALONG OTHER LINES STOP HAVE INFORMED
REPORTERS YOU WORKING INDEPENDENTLY WITH STRONG CHANCE OF SOLVING
BOTH CASES STOP WOULD LIKE YOU HERE FOR ADJOURNED INQUESTS ON BOTH
MURDERS MONDAY STOP MOTHER IMPROVED AM ON JOB AGAIN"

Since Dundee felt that there was little chance of following through
either on the scandals which Gladys Earle had hinted at, or on Nita's
strangely secret marriage of twelve years before, he immediately
dispatched a wire to Sanderson, assuring him that vital progress had
been made and that he would leave New York on the four o'clock train
west, arriving in Hamilton Sunday morning at 8:50. The concluding
sentence of the wire was:

"SUGGEST YOU PACIFY PRESS WITH ONLY VAGUEST OF HINTS."

Sanderson's wire, with its confession of an interview on Dundee's trip
to New York, had upset him and left him with a cold, sick feeling of
fear that, stumbling half in darkness, the district attorney had
unwittingly warned the murderer of Nita Selim and Dexter Sprague that
his special investigator was on the right track. But he consoled himself
with the hope that the final sentence of his answering telegram would
prevent any further damage.

But he was wrong. An hour before he reached his destination on Sunday
morning he went into the dining car and found a copy of _The Hamilton
Morning News_ beside his plate. And on the front page was a photograph
of dead Nita, her black hair in a French roll, her slim, recumbent body
clad in the royal blue velvet dress. Beneath the picture was the
caption:

"What part does the outmoded royal blue velvet dress which Nita Selim
chose as a shroud play in the solution of her murder?... That is the
question which Special Investiga