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Death By Gas

A brain-teaser by J. J. Matthews

Death by Gas


Remember … the milkman had smelled gas, gotten the help of a passing patrolman, and together, they'd broken down the door to the apartment. They found the girl laying on the couch, already dead, and Herman Matthews in the bedroom, coughing from the gas.


The testimony of the milkman showed he never touched the tube or the gas cock. The patrolman took the tube from the girl’s mouth. If he didn’t turn it off, he must have seen it had been turned off.

That left only Herman — who, by force of habit — had turned the gas off.


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Alec Linn steps off the train at home after two years in the Air Force, fighting the Japs in India, expecting to find his wife, Lily, waiting for him on the platform.

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Table of Contents
  1. Returning Home
  2. Yesterday and Today
  3. Blood on the Lily
  4. The Jail
  5. For the People
  6. For Me
  7. The Verdict
  8. Sympathetic People
  9. Afternoon of the Mathematician
  10. Negotiation for a Name
  11. Poker
  12. Emil Schneider
  13. Flight
  14. Shadows and Spectors
  15. The Gamblers
  16. Don Yard
  17. Pursuit of an Equation
  18. The Pay-Off
  19. The Return
  20. Q.E.D.

Chapter 1

Returning Home

She wasn’t there. I paused on the lowest step and looked past the two women running toward me. Lily wasn’t anywhere on the narrow station platform.

“Getting off, Lieutenant?” the conductor said.

I stepped down to the platform. My sister Ursula flung her arms about me and held me to her cushiony bosom and said my name over and over as if to taste the sound of it.

Miriam watched me with a tremulous smile. Her black hair was gathered back in a tight bun, showing her high forehead to the hairline. The summer sun had given an Oriental burnish to her normally dark skin, making a charming contrast with the egg-shell white of her thin, nicely filled sweater.

“Where’s Lily?” I asked Ursula.

“She couldn’t come.” Ursula’s fingers ran over the ribbons on my chest. “You didn’t write us about all those medals.”

“Why couldn’t Lily come?” I said Ursula stepped back.

“I’ll explain later. Aren’t you going to say hello to Miriam?”

I held out a hand to Miriam. She didn’t seem to notice it She leaned against me and tilted her face and I brushed her mouth with mine. Her hands touched my arms and fell away quickly when I turned back to Ursula.

“Is that the way to kiss Miriam after two years, Alec?” Ursula boomed.

She was a big woman, large-boned rather than fleshy, handsome rather than pretty. She was feminine enough for most men’s taste, except when she was bossy and then she assumed the voice and manner of a back-slapping male. I’d never liked that in her, and it jarred me now, particularly.

“Has anything happened to Lily?” I persisted.

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