Indianapolis Times, Volume 35, Number 37, Indianapolis, Marion County, 23 June 1923 — Page 8

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BEGIN HERE TODAY Mark ’Brendon. famous criminal investigator. is taking holiday on Dartmor. While on his way to Foggmtor Quarry, to visit a trout stream, his path is crossed by a girl so beautiful that she holds his attention until she passes out of his sight. Mark continues ou his way and sets about his sport. A big man clad in Norfolk jacket, knickerbockers and a red waistcoat with brass buttons comes into the quarry and gtops to chat with Mark. The stranger s hair and his large pair of mustaches show fiery red in color. Upon returning home Mark hears the news of a murder and receives a letter from Jenny Pendean asking him to Investigate the mystery of his missing husband. NOW GO ON WITH JHE STORY B RENDON read the letter again, studied its neat caligraphy, and observed that a tear had blotted the middle of the sheet. Once more he said "damn” to himself, dropped his fishing basket and rod, turned up the collar of his mackintosh, and walked to the police station, where he heard a little of the matter In hand from a constable and then asked for permission to use the telephone- In five minutes he was speaking to his cwn chief at Scotland Yard, and the fafhlliar cockney voice of Inspector Harrison came over the 200 odd miles that separated the metropolis of convicts from the metropolis of the world. "Man apparently murdered here, inspector. Chap who is thought to have done it disappeared. Widow wants me to take up case. I’m unwilling to do so; but it looks like duty.” So spoke Brendon. “Right. If it looks like duty, do it. Let me hear again tonight. Halfyard, chief at Princetown, is an old friend of mine. Very good man. Goodby.” Mark then learned that Inspector Half yard was already at Foggintor. i HI I!!' hi' jjil r -V j J M| j j JENNY PENDEAN RCJ/BE AND BRENDON SAW THE AUBURN GIRL OF THE SUNSET. "I’m on this,” said Mark to the constable. “I’ll come in again. Tell the inspector to expect me at noon for all details. I'm going to see Mrs. Pendean now.” The policeman saluted. He knew Brendon very well by sight. The detective nodded. Then he sought No. 3, Station Cottages. The little row of attached houses

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ran off at right angles to the high street of Princetown. Brendon knocked at No. 3 and was admitted by a thin, gray-haired woman who haff evidently been sheading tears. He found himself in a little hall decorated with many trophies of fox hunting. “Do I speak ft) Mrs. Pendean?” asked Brendon; but the old woman shook her head. “No sir. I'm Mrs. Edward Gerry, widow of the famous Ned Gerry, for twenty years Huntsman of the Dartmoor Foxhounds. Mr. and ,Mrs. Pendean were—are —l mean she is my lodger.” “Is she ready to see me?” “She’s cruel hard hit, poor lady. What name, sir?” “Mr. Mark BrenUon.” Mrs. opened a door upon the right hand of the entrance. “The great Mr. Brendon be here, Mrs. Pendean,” she said; then Biendon walked in and the widow shut the door behind him. Jenny Pendean rose from her chair by the tabla where she was writing letters and Brendon saw the auburn girl of the sunset. CHAPTER II Tli? Problem Stated As Mark entered the girl rose and saw in his face an astonishment which seemed not much to surprise her, for she used to admiration and knew that her beauty startled men. Brendon, though he felt his heart beat quicklier at his discovery, soon had himself in hand. He spoke with tact and sympathy, feeling himself already committed to serve her with all his wits and strength. “Mrs. Pendean.” he said, “I am | very glad that you learned I was in j Princetown and it will be a privilege to serve you if I can.” “PerhapsTt was selfish to ask you lln your holidays," she said. "But, j somehow, I felt —” “Think nothing whatever of that. I I hope that what lies before us may not take very long. You will do well | to let me know everything bearing 1 upon it that went before this sad | affair.” "I can throw no light at all,” she I said. “It has come like a thunder- ! bolt and I still find my mind refusing j to accept the story thkt they have brought to me.” “Sit down and give me some ac- ! count of yourself and Mr. Pendean. I You cannot .have been married very long.” “Four years.” He showed astonishment. “I am twenty-five.” she explained, “though I’m told I do not look so much as that.” “Indeed not ! I should have guessed eighteen. Collect your thoughts now and just give me what of your history and your husband's you think most likely to be of use.” “I'll begin at the beginning." she answered. ' “The story of my family Is this: John Redmayne lived his life on the Murray River in Victoria. South Aus tralia, and there he made a considerable fortune out of sheep. He married and had a large family. Out of seven sons and five daughters born to them during a period of twenty- years. Jenny and John Redmayne only sawfive of their children grow into adult health and strength. Four boys lived, the rest died young: though two were drowned in a boating accident and my Aunt Mary, thhir eldest daughter, lived a year after hm- marriage. “There remained four sons: Henry, the eldest. Albert. Bendigo, and Robert. the youngest of the family., now a man of thirty-five. It is he you are seeking in this awful thing that is thought to have happened. "Henry Redmayne was his father's representative in England and a woo! broker on his own account. He married and had one daughter: myself. I remember my‘parents very well, for I was fifteen and at school when they died. They were on their way to Australia, so that my father might see his father and mother again after the lapse of many years. But their ship. The Wattle Blossom. | was lost with all hands and I became I an orphan. “John Redmayne. my grandfather, j though a rich man, was a great bej liever in work, and all his sons had !to find occupation and justify their | lives in his eyes. Uncle Albert, who j w-as only a year younger than my ! father, cared for studious subjects and literature. He was apprenticed in youth to a bookseller at Sydney, and after a time came to England, joined a large and Important firm of booksellers. and became an expert. They took him into partnership and he traveled for them and' spent some | years in New York. But his special subject was Italian Renaissance literature and his joy was Italy, where he now- lives. He found himself in a position to retire about ten years ago, being a bachelor with modest requireI mer.ts. He knew-, moreover, that his i father must soon pass away, and, as i his mother was already dead, he stood ; in a position to count upon a share of ! the large fortune to be divided pres- \ ently between himself and his two remaining brothers. “Os these my Uncle Bendigo Redmayne was a sailor in the merchant marine. After reaching the position ! of a captain in the Royal Midi Steamship Company, he retired on my grandfather’s death, four years ago. But the sea is his devotion, and when he was able to do so, he built himself a little house orrthe Devon cliffs, where now- he resides within sound of the waves. • “My third uncle. Robert Redmayne, is at this moment apparently suspected of having killed my husband: but the more I think of such a hideous situation, the less possible does it appear. “Robert Redmayne in youth was his father’s favorite and If he spoiled any of his sons he spoiled the youngest Uncle Robert came to England, and being fond of cattle breedlng*and agriculture, joined a farmer, the brother of an Australian friend of John Redmayne’s. He was supposed to be getting on well, but he came went, for my grandfather did not like a year to pass without a sight of him.

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OUT OUR WAY—By WILLIAMS

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“After the death of my own father f saw a little of Uncle Robert from time to time, for he was kind to me md liked me to be with him in my holidays. “It was summer time and I was stopping with my Uncle Robert at 'enzance when two great things—indeed three great things—happenedThe war broke out, my grandfather died In Australia and, lastly, I became engaged to Michael Pendean.

THE OLD HOME TOWN—By STANLEY

"I had loved Michael devotedly for a year before he asked me to marry him. But when I told my Uncle Robert what had happened he chose to disapprove and considered that I had made a serious mistake. My future husband’s parents were dead. His father had been head of a firm called E'ondt-an & Trecarrow, whose business was the Importation of pilchards to Italy. But Michael, though he had now succeeded his father In the busi-

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ness, took no Interest In It. It gave him an Income, but his own Interests were in a mechanical direction. “On the death of my granfather it ■was found that he had written a peculiar will, and we also learned that, his fortune would prove considerably smaller than his sons expected. However, he left rather more than one hundred and fifty thousand. “The terms of the Will put all his fortune Into the power of my Uncle

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Albert, my grandfather’s eldest living son. He told Uncle Albert to divide the total proceeds of the estate between himself and his two brothers as his Judgment should dictate, for he knew that Albert was a man of scrupulous honor and would do justly by all. With regard to me. he directed my uncle to set aside £20,000, to be given me on my marriage, or faiiling that, on my twentyfifth birthday. In the meantime I

FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS—By BLOSSER

OUR BOARDIXG HOUSE—By AHERX

was to be taken care of by my uncles; | and he added that my future husband. If he appeared, must be approved of by Uncle Albert. “Though Jarred to find he would receive far less than he had hoped. Uncle Robert was soon In a good temper, for their elder brother informed Uncle Bob and Uncle Bendigo that he should divide the fortune Into three equal parts. (Continued in Our Xcxt Issue)

SA_l l RDA i , J UNE 23, 1923

-By AI^LMAN

—By AL POSEN.

LOCAL STUDIO HONORED The Dexhelmer Studio of Indianapolis was awarded a certificate of merit at the convention of the TrUState Photographers’ Association. Just closed at West Baden. Three photographs, chosen by a committee, were hung In the convention exhibition. It was the only studio wfth One pte lures buaCi