In Washington, police broke into a dark basement, found hysterical Mrs. Lytle and silent Mr. Lytle writhing on a heap of ashes. Screamed Mrs. Lytle: "He forced me to come down here and then he grabbed me. He's got me by the hand and he won't let go!" Police found her swollen fingers twisted in her husband's necktie, her husband dead from strangulation, a butcher knife and a poker nearby.
Up to a Nashville, Tenn. grocery counter walked an unknown man. He looked down at the penny-candy showcase, at the orange jelly stars,...