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CHAPTER XXXIII “She's in Scotland, visiting her parents—no great value to us anyway. I took her finger prints before she left, and they aren’t the same as those on the bottle. She doesn’t know a thing, but she’ll be back_ in time for the trial if we need her.” ‘‘lt looks to me like a rather clear case against Vane," the D. A. said. “And now thia new case down at Millbank Manor—there’s something sadistic about the whole affair. Vane’s a moody type—a recluse. The thing that I can’t get, is this telephone call that came into headquarters from Renton. He swears he didn’t telephone.” He leaned forward and tapped Ingles on the hand. “You know,” he said, “I’ve been thinking that whoever did put in that call knows more than they care to tell about the murder. And if Renton did do the phoning, why indeed is he lying now? Who is he trying to shield? Vane ... or—?” “Miss Betty Potter,” announced his secretary. The eyes of the two men met, ana the same thought flashed between their locked gazes with as great clarity as though they had spoken. “Alone?” the D. A. asked. “No. Mr. Cyrus K. Mantel is with her,” his secretary told him. “That’s splendid — show them both in.” Inspector Ingles carefully nid a smile as he noted that the D. A. smoothed his already sleek hair and fingered his tie while awaiting his visitors. Betty and Cyrus K. were shown in by the secretary, and Betty immediately crossed the room, with the daring of a very pretty girl, and dimpled up at the young D. A. “I’m not used to being sent for in such a peremptory fashion by young men, whoever they may be,” she said. Turnbull bowed oyer her hand, admiration alive in his eyes. “Then my office is to be congratulated,” ho told her. "For I know that no man without an official backing could get you to come at his call, Miss Potter.” The others greeted each other with the casual courtesy of old friendship, and Betty presented her uncle Cyrus K. to the D. A. “Unfortunately we are on opposite sides of the fence in this case,” the small detective told him, as they clasped hands. “I am hopeful, sir, that next time we will be side by side.” The D. A. bowed. “I could wish for no greater hon•r. sir,” said Cyrus 2. Turnbull flushed as he turned back to his d»sk. This was very embarrassing—to have to question this charming young person, with whom he had lunched a short time before. Her dancing black eyes, and maliciously curved mouth as she watched him, did not help at all. “I shall be happy if you will remain,” he said formally to Cyrus K. “Thank you. I shall be glad to.” Cyrus K. saw the predicament of the young man, and added, “You wished to question my niece as to some of the statements made by Mr. Wilbur Renton, did you not?” “Yes.” The D. A. flashed him a grateful smile, and then, his face assuming the stern mask of his duties, he turned to Betty. “Miss Potter,” he said, “will you fell us where you were on the night of the murder?" "I was at home in my apartment, in the same building as Mr. Vane,” Betty said. “Were you alone?" "No. Mr. Wilbur Renton dined with me, at my home.” "What time did Mr. Renton arrive there?” The D. A. hated his job. "I think it was about seven.” Betty was enjoying herself. “No other guest*. Just you and Mr. Renton?” “Just we two” She looked at him innocently, and added: “And, o/ course, my maid, Suky? “Can you recall, Miss Potter, the hour th»t Mr. Renton left your home?” ® “Between half pg.it, twelve svj one.” |

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“And had your maid left at that time?” "No.” Bctty’a lashes flickered. “She was rather late that night, and she came to the door and asked if I would need her any more, just before Mr. Renton left." “Were you in the room with Mr. Renton all the time he was at your home?" “Why, no,” Betty said. “I was with him most of the time, but I was in and out—there are things a hostess must attend to.” “Did Mr. Renton mention Mrs. Vane?" the 1). A. asked. “Yes. He did.” Betty leaned forward in her chair. “I’m glad you asked me that, because I wanted to tell you. It’s really just one of those things that sound awful, but are actually perfectly harmless. You see, Wilbur was sort of bitter against Mrs. Vane because .. . because .. She faltered, and the D. A. said quietly: “Yes, we know of your break with Mr. Renton, and the reason for it." “So you see,” Betty rushed on, “he got rather excited, and he said a lot of things that he didn’t mean." “What sort of things?” “Oh! he said that he wished she were dead—that it would be better for everyone ... and .., and that’s all." “Are you sure? He made no threats?” “Well, he did say he would like to strangle her, but he didn’t mean any of that talk. He was just excited." Turnbull leaned forward. “Miss Potter,” ho said. “Can you tell me why Mr. Renton should have told the Police Sergeant, who went to question him the morning following the murder, that he was at home and in bed asleep by eleven o’clock on the preceding night?” Betty looked at Cyrus K. helplessly—and, as always, he came to her assistance, “I hardly think my niece can be expected to know Mr. Renton’s innermost thoughts and motives,” he said mildly. “Might I suggest that you ask Mr. Renton himself how his mind works?” For a moment Turnbull looked at the little detective quietly, then he smiled. “Just what we are going to do,” he said. “But, in the mean time, there is another phase of this case that interests this office.” He paused and thought a minute, then went on: “My men have found out from one Robert E Lee Jackson, elevator operator at 784, that Miss Potter’s maid Suky is a follower of voodoo, and that she has been practicing ‘magic’ against some man ever since this murder. Mr. Mantel, it is the opinion of this office that that man is either Renton or Vane. I have sent for Suky. She is outside now. I will have her sent in.” In complete silence he rang the buizer on his desk, gave his orders, and the little group waited for the entrance of Suky. The old woman came in with all her native dignity, yet looking strangely unfamiliar to those who knew her. They missed the white apron and the snowy bandanna. It was hard to recognize old Suky in this quiet black woman, clad simply, in dark cloth, with small, fresh collar, cuffs qf white, and a quite modern hat of felt upon her proudlyheld head. She was obviously pleased to see Betty and Cyrus K., as her wide smile showed. She also ducked a curtsey to Inspector Ingles, and beamed at him. “Howdy, Mistah Ingles, suh,” she said. Cyrus K. spoke gently. “Mr. Turnbull," he said, “may I ask that you permit me to question Suky? She will bo less nervous, and —if you will pardon me—more trustful.” “By all means. Go right ahead.” The D. A. was glad to relinquish the job. “I want to know if she overheard anything — you know.” He looked at Cyrus K. significantly. “And about the other thing—who is the man, and why?” “I understand," Mantel nodded, then: “Suky,” he said, “we want you to tell us if you heard Mr. Renton say anything about Mrs. Isobel (Vane, when he dined with Miss

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Betty the night of the murder.” “Sho, Mistah Cyrus. He done talk erbout that woman plenty,” Suky assured him. “Was he friendly?" The D. A. took up the questioning. “Not many folks would be friendly stalkin’ erbout that woman!" Old Suky tossed her head. “What did you know about her, that makes you say that?” Turur bull tried to appear casual. “I knows plenty.” Old Suky almost spat out the words. “And so did plenty other folks—white folks.” Then her thin lips closed with all the finality of the snapping of a turtle’s jaws. “Do you like Mr. Lawrence Vane?” The D. A.’s question was a surprise to them all. “I ain’t nobody to like or dislike gentlemen," she reproved him mildly. “I likes everybody that’s good to my ladies. I think Mr. Vane is a fine gentleman. He don’t come to our house, but I heahs talk. And he’a very kind—to everybody." “And Mr. Renton? Do you like him?” Turnbull’s voice was harsh and his eyes were keen. Cyrus K. removed his glasses, and carefully began to polish them. Old Suky laughed. “Sho now, of course, I likes Mr. Wilbur,” she said. “I knows that he says things that he don’t mean heaps ob times. But then every mother’s chile ob us does that. Why, the other night, when he was up ter Miss Betty’s, didn’t I heah him acarryin’ on erbout Miss Isobel—ashoutin’ he was, that he would like to have his hands eroun’ her throat and be achokin’ of her life cut.” The old woman doubled up in silent laughter. “And ashoutin’ and ashoutin’ that he wished she was daid, and that she’d be better off so, and so would eberybody else, and that she was jes’ a no-count woman.” Again she doubled up and rocked back and forth with her mirth. “And all the time he was shoutin’ and arantin’. Miss Betty heah tryin’ to calm him down—and old Suky knowin’ that the boy didn’t mean nothin’ at all. He ain’t got no harm in him. He’s jes’ full ob words as a ole field is full ob jumpsen weeds—and you all got to dig out the weeds and the words befo’ you can find what’s in the field that’s wuth while.” For a moment there was silence in the room, broken by the voice of the D. A. “Then you don’t think that Mr. Renton really hated Mrs. Vane?” he asked. Old Suky looked at him with innocent wide eyes. “Sho now, how would I know whut he really thought erbout anybody?” she asked. “It takes a powerful wise person to know the sperit’s own thoughts of anybody. All I cares erbout is what a person thinks ob someone I loves.” Her voice lowered. “And most ob all—l minds whut they does to that person." Cyrus K. suddenly took up the questioning. “Then if someone you loved were mistreated by another, you would hate the person who did the maltreating?” he asked quietly. “I sfco would.” The sudden change ta the old woman’s eyes startled them all. A fanatic gleam flared there, as she stepped forward and spoke. “You all thinks that the law will always take its toll." She was obviously quoting. “But I tells you now, that there are other things that comes first, and are a heap more suah. You all up heah in the North got eddication, and a knowledge of the law—but us folks from where I come from, we knows somethin’ else.” She threw her thin armc high, in a gesture of defiance and pride. “You all go on,” she cried. “Get yoh man by lawl But old Sul y ain’t takin’ no chances. She’s goin’ to make suah! She ain’t trustin’ no white man’s law! When the eye secs, and the fingah points at someone—voodoo’s got ’em!” Her voice rose to a shrill chant. “An’ got ’em suah!” (To Be Continued) Coonlrtt. I st< bj Th, Micialu Co. Distributed by Kl"g l eaturet Indicate, Ina

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CHAPTER XXXIV A brief startled pause reigned within the room of the District Attorney as the uplifted hand of old Suky fell again to her side. Her outburst had been so unexpected that to most of the small group it came as a distinct shock. But two pairs of black eyes met across the head of the old woman, the piercing ones of Cyrus K. Mantel, and the wide, questioning ones of Betty. Into the minds of uncle and niece flashed the same picture—that of a small doll-like figure of a man, carved from some soft yet solid substance, a twisted rope of thread around its neck, held within the black wrinkled palm of the old woman, who now stood, head bowed, as though ashamed of her outburst, before them. Inspector Ingles broke the momentary silence. “Well, Suky!” he laughed. “I never thought you could be so blood-thirsty — regular jungle tigress, aren’t you?” Again the spirit of her headhunting forebears shone out of Suky’s eyes. “Most females are, Mistah Ingles, suh,” she said. “When anythin’ means harm fob their young ones.” “Come now, Suky,” Cyrus K. chided her. “You haven’t got any young ones, now have you?” “I did have once." She told them so seriously that they all felt the weight of her thought. “But that one’s gone to de Lawd now, and Suky’s only got white chillun that she loves—and fights foh.” “Do you mean little children, Suky?” The District Attorney was plainly out of his depth. “No.” Her burning eyes looked at him and through him. “I means anyone whut need old Suky and whut old Suky loves. They don’t need to be young, Mistah Turnbull, suh—they might be you—or Miss Betty heah—or Mistah Cyrus.” Her smile flashed at the little detective tn an all-enveloping beam of affec:ion. “Mistah Cyrus always done been >ne ob my chillun,” she assured I .hem. The general laughter was at the sxpense of Cyrus K. Quietly he rose and patted the thin arm that had just been raised in a gesture of defiance. “You’re all right, Suky,” he said gently. “And I’m proud to be called one of your ‘chillun’ — mighty proud.” Then turning to the D. A. he asked: “Will you need her any longer, sir?” “No —no,” said the D. A. thoughtfully. “This office can get her at any time we want to question her further. I think that will be all just now.” As the great detective walked to the door with the old black servant, showing her all the courtesy he might nave shown a favored and honored guest, the D. A. wondered if here was not one of the secrets of the success of Cyrus K. Mantel—his unfailing courtliness, his kindly courtesy to everyone, great and small. “Wait for Miss Betty and me in the car, Suky,” he told her, and with an old-fashioned curtsey to them all, she left. Cyrus K. turned to the D. A. “Will you wish to ask my niece anything more just now?” he said. “No. She has been most helpful," the D. A. smiled at Betty, and then turned again to Cyrus K They shook hands heartily, and than Cyrus K. said casually:

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“Did you get anything at all from Suky, Mr. Turnbull—if I may ask?” “Not a thing,” laughed the D. A. good-naturedly. “Excepting, of course, her testimony as to threats uttered by Renton. All that voodoo talk is just the vap rings of an aging mind. At that, I wouldn’t care to have her hate me. No—we can’t get anything out of Suky.” “Uncle Cyrus?” Betty interrupted. “Come on, darling, we muct be going. I have a dinner date tonight, and I’ve got to turn in my copy at the paper first.” A veiled look of unexpected jealousy flared for a moment into the nice eyes of the young D. A.—not unobserved by Cyrus K. “Oh, Miss Potter, I had hoped that I might have the pleasure of taking you both to dinner tonight,” he protested. Betty laughed audaciously. “Two meals in one day,” she teased. “Why, the man’s just a glutton for punishment—and besides, you can't be seen with Cyrus K. Mantel. The public would say that you were a lamb in the lion’s fold. Uncle Cyrus is like a magnet. He just draws secrets from unsuspecting people. And beside that, — I’m dangerous." “I noticed that, when I first met you,” Turnbull said quietly. Laughingly, in the best of friendly good humor, Cyrus K. and Betty took their leave. Ingles remained behind to go into things, in privacy with the D.A., that had been interrupted by their arrival. They found old Suky patiently waiting for them in the car. As Cyrus K. got in, he said immediately to her: “About these ‘chillun’ of yours, Suky? Codld you tell me any of their names? It might help me quite a lot.” The hooded, small eyes flashed a quick glance at him, their smoky whites and their sooty depths unrevealing. “Lawd now, Mr. Cyrus, suh—how kin you all expect me to remembah the names of white chillun I’ve cared for? I’m an old woman, and my memory ain’t so pert as it used to be." “Your memory’s better than you want to let on,” he told her firmly. “Come on now, Suky—didn’t you just tell us that I was one of those ‘chillun’? Well then, this is no way to act. Tell me some of the names of others.” “Whut foh you want to know, Mistah Cyrus?” she asked suddenly. “I just have an idea,” he told her. “Your voodoo gave it to me. If you will help me, I may be able to help Mr. Vane a lot, and that would make Miss Betty happy.” “My voodoo done tola yoh?” she asked, ignoring all the rest of his statement. “My voodoo ... we 11... voodoo cain’t tell nothin’ whut ain’t the truf! Whut you all want to know, Mistah Cyrus? I’ll tell you anythin’ I can, ’cause you heahs voodoo too, and you all knows that voodoo can do heaps moh than anyone knows.” Cyrus K. was on the point of correcting her obvious error. His casual use of the phrase “Your voodoo gave it to me, had been taken by tne old woman to mean that he had heard the voice of magic, that he too was a follower of the creed. Then he caught himself. To a detective all means must serve to an end, so he let the misunderstanding rest,’ and repeated:

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“1 want to know the names ol some of the white ‘chillun’ you would fight for, Suky." “Miss Betty heah,” she said. An yoh, Mistah Cyrus, and my whita folks down in N’waieans, that dona brung me up, and my white folks in Charleston, that I was with so long. I was there when my baby was born, and they was mighty good to me—gave me a crib, all white, from their own nursery. I used to rock my li'l white baby in the big house in it, and then they gave it to Suky for her own li’l black chile.” Her voice rambled, back in the vale of memories. “Yes, Suky,” Cyrus K. prompted gently. “And who else?” “An’ then the white gen’leman that give me my job with the theatre, when I needed money so bad foh me and my baby. He took me out on the road, as whut ha called ‘Wardrobe Mistress,' on’ he paid me well, an’ I was with tnem a long time befo’—befo’—the baby died.” Again her voice droned off, and Cyrus K. took up the questioning. “Was Mrs. Roger Thornley one of those that you loved?” he asked her abruptly. “Sho now, Mistah Cyrus, honey?” she answered, without surprise. “How would old Suky know anyong as rich as Mrs. Thornley? Sho, all I knew was the girls in the show that was trying to git along jes’ like me.” “She was with a show—and she was then known as Millie Mackie.” Mantel watched her closely as he said the name. “Did you know her, Suky? Was Millie one of your white ‘chillun’?” A wide ingenuous smile spread over the old woman’s face. "Whutever gave you that idea, Mistah Cyrus?” she said. “Why that’s jest plain crary, honey! I didn’t ever know no one named Mill—whut you said." Cyrus K. did not fail to note the sly look that crept out from beneath her laughter-crinkled lids. Betty interrupted. “Why, Suky, she cried. “You know you are lying. You’ve told me heaps of times about Millie, you know you have. How you loved her because she was so good to the baby, and how she used to stay with the little fellow when you had to be out on errands, and how she brought him presents, and how she paid for the doctor and the medicine, when he was so sick—just before you—lost him. Suky, you know you told me!” “Yoh must be mistaken, Miss Betty, honey,” Suky was stubborn and calm. “I never tole yoh no such thing. How could I, honey, when I nevah did know no such person? Jes’ tell me that, honey, how could I?” Betty uttered an exclamation of disgust and exasperation, but Cyrus K. studied the old woman quietly. Then he spoke through the tube to the chauffeur. “Stop at the nearest telegraph office,” he ordered. He got out at the Western Union and wrote out carefully, the following message. “Office Tenyo Kishen Kaisha. San Francisco, Cal. “Kindly telegraph collect female passenger list your steamer sailed China December 20. “Cyrus K. Mantel, 652 East Six-ty-first St., N. Y. C.” (To Be Continued) Co»rrl«ht. lex. b, Th, c* Dlttributed by King Feature fyn«eau. Ine.

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LOCAL GHAII|IH, ET Cori cctM * No. 1 New or If better 4---*K ._.. 73c I, No. 2 New 72i | ■ Oats, 32 lbs. fest. M| 34c I Oats, 30 lbs. test. 33c I Soy Haans. 7&cl No. 2 Yellow Corn B'4 $1.15 I CENTRAL SOVAWarkeT No. 2 Yellow Soy Bets ;.... 75c Delivered to Atoty o ■— STOMACH I’U'KR, 4ftS PAINS, INDIGESTION vlct fc why » uf ' fer? For quick relief get a tree sample of Udga. a di ctor’s P re scription* at B. J Str i I)r«P Co June * to July

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money l TO | it O A N| AT NEW LOW RATES I You can borrow UP I I security. "I''*' k '\ “ n ,V°ne f * 1 I ?^w a cosT , p le r P,, * na i finance I I ’nn Al-O investigate our I I mw rate AUTO purchase and g I When you need money of I | ! |OCAL|OAN (° , Tr’p.-.atnr. Indian " nosale

THURSDAY On account of Thurs-tay fa ling on the Fourth of • ; ’ Ive will not hold a sale this week. I NEXT SALE THLRSP’ 1 (NIGHT, JULY H. Decatur i Riverside Sales ' I . i „|| ', ■— --- ■ " 1 Fol Belter iicallh See e Dr 11. Frohnapfel Licensed 0. y Chiropractor aig !! NaluroraUpF [’hone 314 Office Hours. Ito 5 p Yn., 6to a B .U| Neuroj| ometcr s crM j(* gr, X ’«y Laboratory. y|| | A- A. BIXLER j \ OPTOMETRIST Lyes Examined, Glasses Fitted H“>URb: 8 S"toll3« 12:38 to S:0O Mu-days. 8;oo p, m. / Ttlephone 135.