Yes, sir; or both together."

Is any one suspected of the crime?"

The man hesitated a moment, and looked as if
uncertain what to reply, then, as he set his jaw
squarely, he said:

Not as I knows on, sir."
Tell me something of the town," I observed
next, feeling that it was better to ask no more vital
questions of a servant.
We were driving along streets of great beauty.
Large and handsome dwellings, each set in the
midst of extensive and finely-kept grounds, met the
view on either side. Elaborate entrances opened






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the way to wide sweeps of driveway circling green
velvety lawns adorned with occasional shrubs or
flower-beds. The avenues were wide, and bordered
with trees carefully set out and properly trimmed.
The streets were in fine condition, and everything
betokened a community, not only wealthy, but in-
telligent and public-spirited. Surely West Sedg-
wick was a delightful location for the homes of
wealthy New York business men.
"Well, sir,*' said the coachman, with uncon-
cealed pride, " Mr. Crawford was the head of
everything in the place. His is the handsomest
house and the grandest grounds. . Everybody re-
spected him and looked up to him. He hadn't
an enemy in the world."

This was an opening for further conjecture as
to the murderer, and I said : " But the man who
killed him must have been his enemy."

" Yes, sir ; but I mean no enemy that anybody
knew of. It must have been some burglar or
intruder."

Though I wanted to learn such facts as the
coachman might know, his opinions did not in-
terest me, and I again turned my attention to the
beautiful residences we were passing.
