Indianapolis Times, Volume 40, Number 235, Indianapolis, Marion County, 19 February 1929 — Page 13

FEB. 19, 1929

THIS HAS HAPPENED The body of “HANDSOME HARRY" BORDEN is found by his secretary. RUTH LESTER, one Monday morning, sprawled beneath the airshaft window of his private office. Ruth is engaged to JACK HAYWARD, whose office is just across the nairow airshaft from Borden’s. Sh rushes to tell him of the tragedy. .’indlng Mm out, Ruth searches for his pistol, which he purchased at the same time he bought an identical weapon for her to keep In her desk His gun is Rone! She knows Jack hates Borden on her account and. cold with a horrible fear, recalls Jack’s strange behavior of the previous Saturday afternoon. McMANN. police detective. learns from the elevator bovs. MICKY MORAN and OTTO PFLUGER. that Saturday afternoon passengers to the seventh floor were BENNY SMITH, Borden's office bov; MRS. BORDEN his wile and mother of his two children, who called for her monthly alimony check RITA DUBOIS, night club dancer, and Jack Hayward! When McMann finds footprints of a pigeon in dried blood both on the window ledge and on the floor, which indicates the window was open during the murder, he says the “Job” was done from the inside and turns suspiciously to Ruth. She answers all questions and tells of the pistol ,in her desk. McMann look;, tor it but it. too, is gone! Jack admits the office across the airthaft is his and explains to McMann he returned Saturday afternoon for theater tickets left on bis desk. He also tells of his automatic. McMann goes to look for it. He returns to announce the pistol is gone! He is accompanied back by BILL COWAN, real estate man and friend of Jack’s, who says he heard Jack utter threats against Borden Saturday morning when he saw Borden’s attempted familiarity with Ruth. Cowan says he telephoned Jack Saturday afternoon and was plugged in on a busy line. NOW GO WITH THE STORY

CHAPTER XVll—(Continued) “Something like that. I can’t remember his exact words. I asked him why he was so ‘het up’ about Borden's making love to his secretary, and he told me then, after I’d got him away from the window, that he was interested in buying a lot in Grandbury, the suburban property I represent. “I advised him to have Miss Lester resign her psition with Borden, and to get married immediately. He said that’s just what he’d do, and agreed to talk with Miss Lester that evening about building a home in Grandbury.” ' “All. right, Cowan,” McMann prodded the unwilling witness. “Get along to the telephone call.” BUB JACK and Ruth both started, and stared at each other for a moment in obvious bewilderment. Then Jack spoke directly to Cowan: “I had no call from you, Cowan.” McMann let out his harsh, short laugh. “For a very good reason, Hayward! But- tell him exactly what you told me, Cowan. I’m anxious to wind this business up.” “You see, old man,” Cowan begart reluctantly, turning to Jack and the girl who clung to his arm, “I was at the station, just a block away, to see my wife off for a weekend at Winter Haven, when I remembered that I’d left my blue-

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•‘Hello, divine lady! You look almost immortally seductive in that dress. May I kiss your hand?” Bob Hathaway greeted his wife on the evening of Thursday. Nov. 15, just a month after his cousin Crystal’s sensational ‘ kidnaping.” Faith smiled, then, spreading the long skirt of her “period” evening dress, dropped him a little curtesy. “Behind your extravagant compliments, my dear husband. I think I detect a faint trace of anxiety. Fear not, darling. The dress was far less expensive than I hope'it looks. I made it myself. It is part of a doctor’s- prescription.” “Doctor’s prescription?” Bob echoed. Faith laughed. “The prescription was written fpr poor CrystalHot for me. Dr. Hogarth—” "Hogarth?” “Dr. Hogarth is a psychiatrist.” replied Faith, “as you’d know if you read anything but the building news in the papers. He was, the alienist in that Miller murder case —” “Alienist! Gcod grief! Is the girl crazy? I thought Crystal was getting along fine—” “And so she is—physically, or as well as could be expected,’ as the doctors maddeningly phrase it,? Faith answered, her brown eyes suddenly * very grave. “But you know yourself. Bob. that we haven't been able ;o make the poor chi and take the slighest interest in life. Er. Hogarth has ordered gayety for her —and gayety means a party.” “The idea of a party sounds nutty to me,” scowled Bob. “Why the kid has been refusing to see anybody—even Harry Blaine.” “I know,” Faith agreed. “It was

print of the Grandbury property on your desk. “I knew I’d need it to show my Sunday prospects, so I took a chance on finding you still in your office and called you on the phone. The line—” * “Just a minute, Cowan,” McMann interrupted. “Exactly when did you make the call?” “At ten minutes after 2,” Ciwan answered unhesitatingly. ‘TV put my wife on the train, and wnen I was crossing the waiting room on my way toward the telephone booths I noticed the clock- -nine minutes after 2, and glanced a" my own watch to see if I was vith the railroad time. Then I stepped into the booth and called Hayward’s number. The line was busy—” “If it was, it was someone else trying to get me on the phone,” Jack interrupted, his voice steady, but emphatic. “For I rejoined Miss Lester at the Chester hotel at ten minutes after 2.” “That would be a perfectly swell explanation and I’d be the first to congratulate you upon it, Hayward —except for one thing,” McMann chuckled. “And that is?” Jack demanded, with angry contempt. “The accident that happens to nearly every ‘perfect alibi,’ ” McMann retorted. “Cowan didn’t get the busy signal. He was plugged in on a busy line!” CHAPTER XVm JACK HAYWARD shrugged angrily. “Then may be Cowan can tell me who uses my phone in my absence. The bills are outrageous. I’ve told you before, McMann, and Miss Lester has corroborated me, that I rejoined her in the dining room of the Chester hotel at ten minutes after two. “It is obvious that I could not have been talking over the telephone in my office at the same moment. Central probably gave you a wrong number, as well as a busy number, Cowan. If you think you recognized my voice, you’re mistaken that’s all.” “I didn’t say I recognized your voice, Jack, old man,” Cowan protested unhappily. “I merely told Mr. McMann that I heard Borden giving you the devil—” “Borden!” Ruth and Jack exclaimed simultaneously, incredulously. “Yes —Borden!” McMann repeated triumphantly. “From what Cowan says, there’s not a doubt in the world but that you called Harry Borden on the phone and had your quarrel with him in that way, rather than cross the airshaft.”

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rotten luck that Tony Tarver had to go to California just when Crystal needed her worst. If anyone could have made Crystal snap out of this melancholy of hers, it would have been Tony. “Thank heaven, Tony’s due home any minute now. An hour ago the radio reported her leaving the airport at Cleveland, on the last lap of her flight.” “That reminds me!” Bob jerked a folded newspaper from the pocket of his coat, and tossed it to his wife. “Here’s an extra—just out. Thought Cry stal might pep up when she saw it, even if she has refused to look at a newspaper since she became front-page stuff herself.” “What is it?” Faith asked fearfully, unfolding the paper as if she were afraid it would bite her. “Oh. a big reception for Tony and Sandy at the aviation field! ‘City to Welcome Air Record-Breakers,’,” site read the headline aloud. “Sandy Ross will be furious. I never saw such modesty in my iife. . . . Isn’t that a stunning picture of Tony? “It's hard to realize she holds the endurance flight record for women fliers, isn’t it? Can you imagine Pat Tarver buying her a plane and letting her do such a stunt? , . . Look what a scowl Sandy Ross is wearing! ‘Modest young Stanton aviator who hangs up new altitude record in California as his childhood chum. Tony Tarver, smashes previous endurance flight record for aviatrices,’ ” she read aloud. “Well, if the mayor makes a long speech and keeps Tony from Crystal’s surprise party I'll never vote for him again.” (To Be Continued,)

“And shot him over the telephone, too, I suppose?” Jack retorted contemptuously. “Very ingenious ,of me, I’m sure.” “Please, Jack.!” Ruth begged, her voice piteous with terror. “Mr. Cowan,” she asked tremulously of the embarrassed witness, “isn’t it very possible that you’re mistaken in thinking you recognized Mr. Borden's voice over the phone?” “Oh, sure! Os course! ” Cowan succumbed instantly to the appeal in those blue eyes. But McMann was of sterner stuff. “Look here, Cowan! You told me that you heard a man’s voice, which you recognized as that of your friend, Harry Borden, shouting, in great anger: ‘l’m not going to have you interfering in my affairs! Who are you, to tell Harry Borden what he can do and .can’t do?’ Is that the truth, Cowan? Are those substantially the words you heard before you hung up the receiver?” BUB THE harassed real estate man mopped his brow again. “As near as I can remember—yes.” “You distinctly heard the speaker call himself Harry Borden?” McMann insisted. “Yes, I did, for a fact,” Cowan admitted unhappily. “I said to myself that there’d be trouble yet between those two, but I never dreamed—” “Wey, I guess my case is pretty clear,” McMann broke in, smiling with grim satisfaction. “Saturday morning. Hayward, you see the girl you’re engaged to struggling in Borden’s arms. You threaten to kill Borden if he lays hands on her again. Cowan has to hold you by main strength to keep you from trying to jump across the airshaft to get at your man. “You meet Miss Lester at 1:20; she comes back to her office for her forgotten bank book, has another, struggle with Borden, who bruises' her lip in kissing her—” “I’ve told you that is not true!” Ruth cried. McMann went on as if she had not spoken. “You find her at the elevator with tear? in her eyes and her lip swelling, and it takes all her strength and threats of breaking the engagement to keep you from killing Borden then. You two go to lunch together, she confesses that Borden had manhandled her—” “That also is not true!” Ruth interrupted furiously.

McMann ploughed on imperturbably. “You’re so angry with Borden, Hayward, that you leave the hotel dining room in the midst of your luncheon and hurry back to the Ctarbridge building, determined to have it out with him, possibly with your mind already made up to kill him. You call him on the phone—” Jack laughed contemptuously. “That’s likely, isn’t it? If I had wanted to telephone Harry Borden I could have done so from the Chester hotel without making a trip to the Starbridge building.” “But you couldn’t have shot him from the Chester hotel” McMann retorted angrily. “Maybe you did forget your theater tickets, as you say you did. and had to come back for them. Maybe you didn’t intend to kill Borden until after you quarreled with him over the phone. “It’s not up to me to figure out just why you telephoned Harry Borden before you shot him. All I’m concerned with is that Harry Borden was shot as he stood in front of that window, that he had been heard defying your threats over the telephone, that you had a gun, which is missing now, and that the windew of your private office is directly opposite the window at which Borden was standing when he was killed. That’s enough for me!” “But not for me, Mr. McMann!” Ruth cried, her eyes flashing as she shook off Jack’s restraining hand. “And I know enough about criminal court procedure to know that it will not be enough to warrant Mr. Hayward’s arrest. Remember I’m Colby Lester’s daughter!” “You had a good teacher—the best in the world, 'Miss Lester,” MoMann answered with surprising gentleness. “But I’m also remembering that you’re engaged to be married to Jack Hayward, and I believe he killed the man who insulted and mistreated you. I’m mighty sorry—”

“Tr)LEASE listen to me for a min1. ute. Mr. McMann,” Ruth pleaded. “I know you're only trying to do your duty—that you want to be fair. But there are so many things you argn’t taking into consideration. First, you are making a mistake in believing that Jack had a motive for killing My. Borden. “I admit that he saw, from his Window-, the struggle that Mr. Cowan has void you about, but Mr. Cowan w ; ll gladly assure you that Mr. Borden was not making love to me—kissing me, or anything like that. He was simply trying to take off my spectacles, and I was foolto scream. “I admit that I was afraid Mr. Borden would like my appearance too well if he saw me without my glasses. I knew he liked pretty girls, and other men had made my business life rather hard for me, before I made myself as plain as possible. “But that is absolutely all that happened between Mr. Borden and myself. I did not see him when I returned my bank book, and I was able to convince Mr. Hayward that Mr. Borden was not responsible for my bruised lip.” The detective shifted in his chair. “I’m afraid all this isn’t getting us anywhere. Miss Lester—” “Please!” the girl begged. “The second important fact that you're ignoring is that my automatic is missiyg. too!” “Im not exactly ignoring that fact. Miss Lester.” McMann answered, not unkidly. “but I didn't like to drag Colby Lester's daughter into this case as an accessory either before or after the fact.” (To Be Continued)

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