Indianapolis Times, Volume 41, Number 162, Indianapolis, Marion County, 16 November 1929 — Page 11

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BEGIN HERE TODAY SHEILA WILBER, daughter of WILLIAM OLIVER WILBER. Indianapolis manufacturer and inventor, gives a dinner party at her Maple road home for SAMUEL ENDERBY and JAMES WESTERVELT. electrical experts, who arc negotiating for the purchase of Wilber s Invention, anew type of electric light. Enderby is accompanied by his 9-year-old son. DICK. Other guests include JOSEPH SMEDLEY. Marion county assistant countv prosecutor. Sheilas finance: PRANK SHERIDAN wealthy voung lawyer, whose hobby is solving crime mysteries and ANDY MASTERS. Sheila’s wav ward cousin. A few days before the dinner party a safe in Wilber's e'uarrim'ntal home laboratory was looted I‘Tid a diarv of Wilber s wife, now dead, stolen. The diarv holds a secret of Sheila's birth and Sheridan, in the role of amateur detective. Is on *he burglar's trail. Following the dinner Wilber demonstrates his invention for the visiting experts. T'ne invention consists of a small metal cylinder through which electric currents of varying intensity were passed bv. throwing a series of knife switches. After all the dinner guests have departed rxcept Sheridan and Smedley. LENA SWARTZ, a maid, is found dead on the laboratory floor bv CLARA, the Wilber, cook. The coroner finds death due to accidental electrocution. Sheridan, discovering one of the switches mysteriously closed is not satisfied with the accident, theory, and it is agreed he shall conduct an investigation without the help of the police. He scents a connection between the safe robbery and Lena’s death. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY

CHAPTER TWENTY • xx THAT a devlish chain of trivW ialities!" Wilber exclaimed. “Each of no importance itself and yet when combined they lead to tragedy. "A splash of glue, a piece of waste insulation, the innocent action of Enderby in placing the cylinder in that exact spot on the bench instead of handing it back to me, my failure to notice the insulation adhering to the cylinder before I replaced it. in the jig! Even the overturning of a can of water by Dicky Enderby—the water on the floor, formed a perfect ground for the current through poor Lena's body. “The omission of any one of these links, except possibly the last, would have broken the deadly chain.” He shrugged his shoulders in a gesture of helplessness and despair. “I am not so sure all the links in the chain were fortuitous.”- said Sheridan. “It was too perfect and I'm suspicious of casual perfection.” “Not fortuitous, not accidental! I don't follow you.” “In my reconstruction of what may have happened in this room I was only building on one theory.” Sheridan replied. “It could have happened that way. but other explanations are possible. “Keep in mind that another person. so far unknown to us, was in the room in the interval between cur departure and Lena's entry. That is the only way to explain the closed switch. What was he doing here and why did he throw the switch? ‘‘lsn't it possible that before he turned on the current he may have intentionally inserted the insulation between the clip and cylinder in, such manner that it would drop at a touch?” “Eut why? What would be the motive?” Smedlev asked. “To kill somebody!” Sheridan asserted- His two auditors looked at him with startled eyes. “Wait a minute!” he interrupted their incredulous exclamations, “if this theorv is the correct one. I am sure the p'otter's plans went awry. Eena could not have been the intended victim, unless ” he paused in though “unless yes, that is possible—unless he sent her in to her death." “Oh. no! Wilber dissented, “Lena was an inoffensive, good-natured, rather stupid girl. No one could have any reason for harming her. “That seems very true.” Sheridan agreed, “but I am canvassing all of the possibilities. If we eliminate Lena for the time from our calculations. and censider her only as an accidental victim of a carefully prepared murder clot, we must try to find the reel intended victim. The circumstances point logically to only one person.” “Who?” Wilber asked. “Yourself." Sheridan replied calmly. “My God. man. that is absurd' Why should any one want to kill me?” “I don't know, yet.” Sheridan replied. “but look at it In the light of reason. If Lena had not intruded here, who naturally would have been the first person to return to this room? “Last night, just before Clara screamed, you remembered you had

left the door unlocked. If nothing had happened, you would have gone immediately to the laboratory and you would have taken the cylinder from the clips to lock it in its accustomed place in the safe. “You, in that case, would have been the one to die. The person who set the death trap, if a trap ; were set, knew your habit of keepj ing the laboratory locked and seized | the opportunity when he found it open. He may have been waiting and watching for such an opportunity.” "Oh, impossible!” Wilber protested, “that would mean some member of my own household or guests.” “Not necessarily. It was a warm summer night and most of the doors and windows were open . An intruder could have gained entrance to the house easily, but your household and guests must come under j friendly suspicion, at least, if we i are to consider every possibility. “In the test of this theory every person here last night must be con- ! sidered a potential murderer, even myself and Joe, until he is elimi- | nated, either by full proof of his i innocence or the discovery of the ' guilty person.” “We must trace so far as we can ! the movements of every one who j was here,” he went on. “We can | safely narrow down the Inquiry at i first to these who were familiar ! with the house, who knew about 1 your invention and experiments, and | how this room was guarded.” “That's just why I say your sinister suspicions are far-fetched,” Wilber interjected. "They are so few who come in that category and it-is preposterous to suspect any of them —myself. Sheila, Mr. Smedley. Andy, Clara, yourself that's all. I think that line of Inquiry may be dropped at once as leading nowhere. I also think it eliminates the whole theory of attempted murder.” “Possibly." Sheridan agreed, “but you forget that someone threw that switch. He is the ‘X’ in this problem which can not be solved until he is identified.” “Oh, be reasonable. Frank," Smedley broke in, “surely you don't suspect Mr. Wilber of trying to kill himself: you didn't do it yourself; you're not ass enough to think I did it; Clara's whole behavior shows clearly she had nothing to do with it; it is ridiculous even to think of Sheila in such connection and as for Andy, he makes a poor picture of the cold-blooded, calculating villain you have drawn in the soaring flight of your imagination. “I agree with Mr. Wilber; you’re on the wrong track; come down to earth. You'll have to look much farther afield for your mysterious Mr. X.” “Now. don’t get excited,” Sheridan replied, placatingly. “No accusations are being made. This is only conjectural, a process of/runniig down every possible trail. I want to be open-minded to every possibility, that is all. “Let's pass that phase and consider the others who were here last night. Mrs. Rogers and her daughter, and Shiela's other friends, the Misses Whipple, Anderson and Sheldon safely may be checked off. The caterer’s men are an unknown quantity; I must look them up carefully. That leaves only Enderby and Westervelt.” “And Dicky,” Smedley added sarcastically. “There's your deep-eyed villain!” * “And Dicky," Sheridan repeated without a smile. “I won’t forget him. "What do you know about Enderby and Westervelt?” he asked, turning to Wilber. “Are you sure they were bona fide representatives of the Demorel Company?” Wilber laughted. “I never saw | either of them until they arrived at j my office yesterday. But they pre- j sented a letter of introduction from an official of the Demorel Company, with whom I had been in correspondence. “I referred to matters which I had discussed with no one other than the Demorel Company official. I think that establishes their Identity and standing very well. But even were what would they by my death? This is leading nowhere,” he concluded impatiently. “The motive, the motive! That’s the stumbling block,” said Sheridan. V

—By Williams

“The whole theory of attempted murder is untenable until we find some reason for it. “If it were not for the thrown switch I would abandon it entirely; but until that is expalined I won’t be satisfied. Is it possible that Lena could have turned on the current herself? “Is it likely that some unknown person could have done it* accidentally, or unknowningly, or without sinister intention?” He shrugged his shoulders. “That can wait a while, though,” he continued, “now, back to Lena. By the way, her acquaintance with cance. I would like to be present Westervelt may have some signifiwhen he learns of her death and the circumstances surrounding it. “There's another line of investigation to be followed up. Pass it now. Why did Lena go into the laboratory? Why did she lay hands upon the cylinder? That curiosity bunkum I gave the coroner and the reporters was all rot, of course.” He looked inquiringly at Wilber, who shook his head without response. “Well, here’s another theory; it’s the one that first came into my mind, but it does not explain the mystery of the closed switch; Lena came in here to steal the cylinder.” “What?” Wilber exclaimed. “Oh, I can't agree with you. She knew nothing of its value; she never showed the slightest interest in any of my work here. She was ignorant, as stolid as an ox.” “Granted,” Sheridan replied. “Just the type who would be an easy tool in the hands of a more intelligent, designing person. Here is a bit of information that may point the way: Lena was entertaining a caller on the kitchen porch last night, so Sheila tells me. He was known to her as ‘Mr. Riley.’ ” “Great Scott!” Smedley exclaimed, “I see what you are driving at! Riley—Rliey Morgan, of course. The burglar!” "You’ve guessed it,” Sheridan replied with a smile, "Riley Morgan, the man who, I am convinced, robbed the safe of Mrs. Wilber's diary, back again for other and more valuable loot.” (To Be Continued) NAB TWO ON SUSPICION Gun Tossed Overboard as Police Run Down Fleeing Car. Suspicious of occupants of a speeding automobile that passed their squad car on West Washington street early today, police gave chase, and overtook the machine near Washington park. As they drew alongside one of the men threw a revolver from the car. William Frederick, 27, of 820 Harrison street, was charged with vagrancy and carrying a concealed weapon, and his companion, Lawrence O'Bryan, 19, of 345 North Hamilton avenue, was charged with vagrancy. Their auto bore a Michigan license, police said.

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