Indianapolis Times, Volume 41, Number 261, Indianapolis, Marion County, 12 March 1930 — Page 14

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BEGIN HEBE TODAY THE CRIME: Doris Matthews, lady’s maid, is murdered Friday night in summerhouse bv blow with heavy perfume flask: body, rock-weighted, dumped into lake on estate of millionaire Berkeleys. DETECTIVES: Bonnie Dundee, guest of Berkeleys, and discoverer of body at sunrise swimming party; Captain Strawn of homicide squad. MEMBERS OF HOUSEHOLD: Mrs. OEORUE BERKELEY social climber, George Berkeley, bitterly opposed to his daughter CLORINDA’S engagement to SEYMOUR CROSBY. N York society widower and a cloe frin ■* of Mrs Berkeley's social secrete r;, MRS LAMBERT; Clorinda; her .v.'-r GIGI, who unaccountably sprinkled all guests Friday night, with perfume from flask presented bv Crosbv to Mrs. Berkeley and later used as murder weapon; DICK Berkeley, infatuated with Doris, and now being sought by police as missing; EUGENE ARNOLD, chauffeur, engaged to Dons: WICKETT. butler, formerly in employ of both Mrs. Lambert and Crosby. . , After the girl’s body Is removed from summerhouse. Strawn informs the Berkeley household that murder has been committed and goes with Dundee to question Mrs. Berkeley, who has not. arisen. When told her son Dick is missing and suspected of crime, she hysterically accuses an unnamed man of murdering both Dons and her son. NOW GO ON WITH TIIE STORY CHAFTER FOURTEEN WHO do you mean. Mis. Berkeley?" Captain Strawn asked again, when the hysterical woman had stopped screaming for a moment. “Remember, you are accusing someone of murder?" “I mean Eugene Arnold, my chauffeur! That's who!” the wornman panted fighting off her husband's restraining hands. “Let me up! I'm going to find my boy! You can't hold me here, making me answer silly questions, when my poor Dick ” “Mrs. Berkeley, please try to control yourself!” Strawn commanded harshly, for he knew how to deal with hysterics. “I feel absolutely sure that your son is not dead, or we should have found his body where the girls was hidden." He did not add that, at that very moment, policeman Collins was diving into the lake on the slim chance that another body lay on its cement bottom. “And where did you find Doris?" “In the lake, near the summer house." Strawn answered. “Your daughter. Georgina, got up a little swimming party early this morning and when she dived in she saw the body.” ‘Gigi? Oh, my poor baby!” Mrs. Berkeley sobbed, covering her face with plump, beringed fingers. ‘Where is she? Where's my baby now' She needs her mother " ‘Gigi is all right now. dear. She’s with Mrs. Lambert” George Berkeley assured her. taking her hands to hold them tightly in his. “Before Doris was rolled down the steps of the summer house into the lake,” Captain Strawn went on, as if he had not been interrupted, “she had been hit upon the head with the crystal flask of perfume which Mr. Seymour Crosby gave you last night. “The bottle broke and the perfume was spilled on the floor. We've recovered part of the fragments, and one of my men is searching the lake for the rest, of the pieces now.” “Hit on the head with my perfume flask!” Mrs. Berkeley repeated blankly. Then horror twisted her oldish, ugly face. “But this is all too silly Why should ? Oh! She had stolen it. and it serves her right if she got killed with it!' a a tt MRS. BERKELEY,” Dundee said gently, as he drew nearer the bed. “didn't I hear you say last night that Doris hated perfume, that it made her ill to smell it?” “But she could have stolen it anyway, to sell!” Mrs. Berkeley cried angrily. "That's exactly what she did! The crystal flask must have been worth at least SSO, and the perfume costs $32 an ounce. "I know, because I bought some myself on the Rue de la Paix—some of the very same kind—Fleur d'Amour! Doris had heard me say how wonderful it was. and how frightfully expensive. “But why are you wasting time like this? Haven't 1 told you Eugene Arnold did it? Why, it was only yesterday ” “Just a moment, Mrs. Berkeley,” Strawn interrupted. “Mr. Dundee writes shorthand, and I want him to take down the statement you are about to make. Where will I find paper and pencil, please?” “In my sitting room—but I don't want you taking down every word

I say,” Mrs. Berkeley sobbed. “I’ll be frightened to death!” At a nod from Strawn, Dundee left the stuffy, over-decorated bedroom and went through the little foyer into the almost equally ornate sitting room. In the unlocked Sheraton desk he found a thick -pad of expensive notepaper. with a silver-embossed “Hillcrest.” As he was leaving the sitting room there was a heavy knock and he opened the door leading into the hall, to confront one of the detectives who had been left on duty downstairs. “Collins says there ain’t no other body in the lake, sir, and that he's found the rocks and the bundle of glass.” “All right, Clemmons. Thanks. Tell the butler to take Collins up to my room by the backstairs, to change into his own clothes, then have him wait around downstairs until Captain Strawn has , further orders for him.” When Dundee relayed the news to his chief, Strawn nodded. “Hear that, Mrs. Berkeley? Wherever your son is. he's not dead, for if he'd been killed with the girl, the murderer would have disposed of his body in the lake, too. “Now. ma’am. I want you to get hold of yourself and answer my questions fully and truthfully. This is no time to hold back anything.” “George, don’t let that awful policeman talk to me like that!” Mrs. Berkeley moaned. “If I've got to be asked all sorts of frightful questions, I want Mr. Dundee to ask them, not that awful old bulldog! At least Mr. Dundee is a gentleman, even if he is a—a ” “Criminologist,” her husband supplied, with a slight smile. “Would you very much mind, Captain Strawn? My wife is a very—excitable person, and you must realize what an ordeal this is for her ” “All right, Dundee! Go ahead!” Strawn commanded ungraciously. “It's not entirely regular, but anything to save time.” BUM DUNDEE, with a rueful, apologetic glance toward his chief, drew up a chair tud laid the pad of notepaper on his knees. With pencil poised to take down the answer, he asked his first question: “Will you please tell us, Mrs. Berkeley, what happened yesterday to make you so sure that Eugene Arnold is Doris’ murderer?” Now that her son’s safety seemed fairly certain, although his disappearance had not been explained, Mrs. Berkeley was far less hysterical. Indeed, as she plunged into her narrative, Dundee had a suspicion that she was rather enjoying it all. “Well, you see, dear Mr. Dundee,” she began, "my poor, darling Dick is so—how shall I say?—susceptible! Not that I tnink Doris is—or was—anything to get excited about. . . . Well, anyway. Dick thought she was awfully pretty and cute, and he flirted with her quite a lot. I'm afraid—” “Pardon! Did Doris encourage your son?" “We-ell, not exactly, at least when I happened to catch them togeher,” she admitted. “You see, Dick got into the habit of dropping in when I was dressing, and I did suspect it was because he could see Doris. “She acted as demure and shy as you please when I was around, but when I wasn’t, goodness knows. Anyway, yesterday I had been out shopping and when I came home I have a lot of bundles in the car. so I had Arnold carry them up for me. “I sent him on into my bedroom while I stopped to look at the mail on my sitting room desk. Then I heard voices—Dick's and Arnold's add the maid's—and I hurried in here, just as Arnold was shouting to Doris: 'lf I find out you're doublecrossing me with this—this young puppy. I’ll kill you both, and I don’t mean maybe! . . . That's exactly what he said. Mr. Dundee!” she concluded triumphantly. "And did you discharge Arnold for his insolence to your son?” Dundee asked quietly. “No-no,” she admitted reluctantly. “I bawled him out. all right, but — well, you see. with Mr. Crosby coming and the big party tonight and all, I simply couldn't fire my chauf-

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feur and my maid. There wouldn’t have been time to get others—” “I see.” “I had a heart-to-heart talk with Dick. He adores me, just as my other children do,” she went on fatuously. “I made him promise to let Doris strictly alone—” k tt a "T V 3 you know what Arnold had U seen, when he came into the room?” “From what they all said, he saw —he saw Dick kissing Doris,” Mrs. Berkeley admitted reluctantly. “Anyway, he told me he was sorry about it all, and promised faithfully not to have anything more to do with the girl.” “And I know he would have kept the promise if he hadn’t drunk a little too much at dinner last night. . . . You needn't think, Captain Strawn,” she added, “that you can arrest my husband for buying bootleg liquor. “All our wines and whisky and liquors are pre-war. I made George buy a big cellarful before prohibition went into effect.” "I'm on the homicide squad, Mrs. Berkeley,” Strawn reminded her grimly. “Oh! Well, then, you can simply arrest Eugene Arnold —if you can find him!” she cried. “Don’t you see what happened? My poor Dick did forget his promise or maybe that deceitful girl led him on! “Anyway, he met her and Arnold caught them making love in the summerhouse, and he killed Doris and Dick escaped,” she summed up triumphantly. “Don’t you see it all? “Poor Dick simply was frightened out of his wits, for fear he w'ould be accused of the crime, and—and he ran away! Please hurry up and arrest Arnold, so it’ll be in the papers and Dick will know he can come home!” “You’d make a great detetcive, ma’am,’ Strawn tolcl her sarcastically. ‘But there happens to be one or two little points your fine theory don’t explain. “First, how did the perfume flask get mixed up in the murder? If Doris was simply going out to meet your son, why should she take a stolen bottle of perfume with her? She couldn’t very well hide it from him during their love-making-—” He was interrupted by the sound of a door being flung open, followed by quick footsteps in the foyer. Then that door, too, was wrenched open. “Dad! Mother! What the devil did you send for the police for? Can’t a fellow spend a night out of his room without a swarm of detectives being called in to hunt for him?’ (To Be Continued) Prospective building programs of the world's merchant marine and navies indicate the construction of 3.000,000 gross tons of shipping per year, according to the Cooper and Brass Research Association.

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