the pistol was the most difficult obstacle with which the defense had to contend.
The trial lasted three weeks, and much evidence of a scandalous nature was taken, although, at Markham’s suggestion, Sullivan did his best to minimize the private affairs of those innocent persons whose lives unfortunately touched upon the episode. Colonel Ostrander, however, has never forgiven Markham for not having had him called as a witness.
During the last week of the trial Miss Muriel St. Clair appeared as prima donna in a large Broadway light-opera production which ran successfully for nearly two years. She has since married her chivalrous Captain Leacock, and they appear perfectly happy.
Pfyfe is still married and as elegant as ever. He visits New York regularly, despite the absence of his “dear old Alvin”; and I have occasionally seen him and Mrs. Banning together. Somehow, I shall always like that woman. Pfyfe raised the $10,000—how, I have no idea—and reclaimed her jewels. Their ownership, by the way, was not divulged at the trial, for which I was very glad.
On the evening of the day the verdict was brought in against the Major, Vance and Markham and I were sitting in the Stuyvesant Club. We had dined together, but no word of the events of the past few weeks had passed between us. Presently, however, I saw an ironic smile creep slowly to Vance’s lips.
“I say, Markham,” he drawled; “what a grotesque spectacle the trial was! The real evidence, y’ know, wasn’t even introduced. Benson was convicted entirely on suppositions, presumptions, implications and inf’rences. . . . God help the innocent Daniel who inadvertently falls into a den of legal lions!”
Markham, to my surprise, nodded gravely.
“Yes,” he concurred; “but if Sullivan had tried to get a conviction on your so-called psychological theories, he’d have been adjudged insane.”
“Doubtless,” sighed Vance. “You illuminati of the law would have little to do if you went about your business intelligently.”
“Theoretically,” replied Markham at length, “your theories are clear enough; but I’m afraid I’ve dealt too long with material facts to forsake them for psychology and art. . . . However,” he added lightly, “if my legal evidence should fail me in the future, may I call on you for assistance?”
“I’m always at your service, old chap, don’t y’ know,” Vance rejoined. “I rather fancy, though, that it’s when your legal evidence is leading you irresistibly to your victim that you’ll need me most, what?”
And the remark, though intended merely as a good-natured sally, proved strangely prophetic.
THE "CANARY" MURDER CASE
First appearances deceive many: the intelligence
alone perceives what has been carefully
hidden in the recesses of the mind.
—Phædrus.
CHAPTER II. FOOTPRINTS IN THE SNOW
CHAPTER IV. THE PRINT OF A HAND
CHAPTER VII. A NAMELESS VISITOR
CHAPTER VIII. THE INVISIBLE MURDERER
CHAPTER IX. THE PACK IN FULL CRY
CHAPTER XI. SEEKING INFORMATION
CHAPTER XII. CIRCUMSTANTIAL EVIDENCE
CHAPTER XIII. AN ERSTWHILE GALLANT
CHAPTER XIV. VANCE OUTLINES A THEORY
CHAPTER XV. FOUR POSSIBILITIES
CHAPTER XVI. SIGNIFICANT DISCLOSURES
CHAPTER XVII. CHECKING AN ALIBI
CHAPTER XIX. THE DOCTOR EXPLAINS
CHAPTER XX. A MIDNIGHT WITNESS
CHAPTER XXI. A CONTRADICTION IN DATES
CHAPTER XXII. A TELEPHONE CALL
CHAPTER XXIII. THE TEN O’CLOCK APPOINTMENT
CHAPTER XXV. VANCE DEMONSTRATES
CHAPTER XXVI. RECONSTRUCTING THE CRIME
CHAPTER XXVII. A GAME OF POKER
CHAPTER XXVIII. THE GUILTY MAN
CHAPTER XXIX. BEETHOVEN’S “ANDANTE”
CHARACTERS OF THE BOOK
Philo Vance
John F.-X. Makkham
District Attorney of New York County.
Margaret Odell (The “Canary”)
Famous Broadway beauty and ex-Follies girl, who was mysteriously murdered in her apartment.
Amy Gibson