Where There's a Will

by Stout Rex

“Servants?”

“Only a man and wife, country people. She cooks and he works outdoors. It is a modest place and we live on a modest scale.”

“Their names, please?”

“I know ’em,” said Mr. Regan.

“Good. Now, Mrs. Dunn, let’s do it this way. You know, of course, that Dr. Gyger, the medical examiner of Rockland County, and Mr. Bryant, the sheriff, were summoned there and came. They asked some questions and took notes, and I have read those notes. About 4 o’clock in the afternoon your brother took a shotgun and went to the fields to shoot crows. Is that right?”

“No. He went to shoot a hawk.”

“But I understand he shot two crows.”

“Maybe he did, but he went to shoot a hawk. He discussed it with my husband, and that’s what he went to do.”

“Very well. He did shoot two crows. The shots were heard at the house, weren’t they?”

“Yes.”