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BEGIN HIRE TODAY DORIS MATTHEWS, lady's maid. Is murdered Friday night after 11:30 in a summerhouse on the Berkeley estate, by a blow with a heavy perfume flask, pretented to MRS BERKELEY by SEYMOUR CROSBY The body. rockweighted and tied with CLORINDA BERKELEY'S SCARF. Is taken from the lake Saturday morning by DETECTIVE BONNIE DUNDEE, who summons CAPTAIN STRAWN MEMBERS OF HOUSEHOLD (all under suspicion): Mr and Mrs. George Berkeley, who have quarreled late Friday night over Clonnda’s engagement to Crosbv. close friend of the social secretary. MRS LAMBERT; GIGI BERKELEY. who sprinkled all persons in drawing room Friday night with perfume from the murder flask, later placed 1n Mrs. Berkeley’s bathroom by WICKETT. butler; DICK BERKELEY, who. after having been missing all night, turns up while his mother Is accusing EUGENE ARNOLD, chauffeur, engaged to Doris, of having murdered Doris and Dick out of jealousy. Mrs. Berkeley is forced to admit she slapped Doris while the maid was dressing her for dinner because Doris said she used too much perfume; admit* also she Instructed Doris to wait up for her, but says Doris was not In her rooms when she (Mrs. Berkeley: went up to bed at 11:40 Rouged print of Dons' mouth on bathroom mirror proves girl was there and that a struggle took place. When Clorinda admits having seen Doris Just before 11. Strawn asks: "Didn't Doris tell you that your brother had made her promise to meet him when the family was in bed? ' NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER NINETEEN “Certainly not, since I did not, know that fact until this morning.” Clorinda answered coolly. “I went upstairs before my aunt and uncle asked for the use of the car.” "But Dorks also told you, didn't she. that your brother had made her promise to meet him last night when the family was in bed?" The magnificent poise was broken at last. Clorinda Berkeley gasped, started to rise, then sank back against the couch, her eyes closing so that the fan-like fringe of her long lashes made a startling contrast with the sudden pallor of her cheeks. CHAPTER TWENTY DOFS your silence mean yes, Clorinda?" Captain Strawn prodded relentlessly. ' Doris did tell you that, she had promised to meet vour brother, and even then you knew there would be—trouble?” "No. no! Doris did not mention Dirk! . . . Oh. please!" The tragic dark eyes flew wide, pleaded desperately. "Tell me if that is true, or if you are just trying to trap me into an admission damaging to myself?” Dundee had an unprofessional impulse to tell her the truth, to relieve her strange suspense by telling her that her brother had spent the night in the tower room, waiting for the girl who never came. But Captain Strawn was answering her with a cruel evasion: "She'd promised to meet Dick, all right! We have two witnesses to prove it. . . . New. you've said you didn't know until this morning that Arnold couldn't keep his date with Doris, because of taking the Smiths home. Who told you that?” With an obvious effort Clorinda got control of herself, and answered almost calmly: "Mrs. Lambert. She was wondering aloud at the breakfast table whether Arnold had got word to Doris that he could not keep his appointment with her. or whether he had asked her to meet him an hour later than they had planned.” "Did Mrs. Lambert also know last night that Doris was to meet Arnold?” "No. I contributed that bit of news myself this morning,” Clorinda answered lazily. "We were all threshing out the probabilities and possibillt ies—na t ura llv. ” “Naturally!” Strawn agreed, his voice heavy with sarcasm. "Now, don't be nasty!" Gigi warned, pretending to be about to choke him as she had threatened. 'And you mustn't mind Clo. She has a ‘Lady Clara Vere De Vere’ complex, though I must say the grand manner becomes her. Id try to be Just like her when I'm grown, except that dignity simply does not go with a pug nose,” she added mournfully, looking cross-eyed at the short but adorable feature. “11l have to spank you yet." Strawn told her severely. “Well. Miss Clorldna. you two girls chatted together quite a lot last night. I suppose, as Doris helped you get ready for bed?" "We talked—yes." Clorinda answered stiffly. "Doris and I are—were—very good friends.” "Talked about sweethearts and

getting married, and things like that?” Strawn pressed genially. a an CLORINDA did not answer, but her black eyes were scornful. “Doris bragged about her sweetie and you bragged about yours?” Strawn went on, with heavy good humor. “Doris talked of Arnold—yes,” Clorinda answered coldly. “And just what did she say about Arnold?” “A number of things. That she loved him with all her heart, that she wished he were not so ‘jealousnatured’—” “And even then she didn't say that it was Dick Berkeley her sweetie was so jealous of?” “I’ve told you she didn’t mention my brother.” “Did she tell you then, or when she was helping you dress shortly after 7, that your mother slapped her face?” “What!” Clorinda was again startled out of her insolent calm. “Oh, dear!” Gigi wailed. “Isn't this exactly like a detective story? . . . Poor old hot-tempered Abbie smacks Doris for pulling her hair, or something, and the police say, ‘Aha! She moidered the goil!’ I’ll bet before the day is over I’ll be wearing steel bracelets, because Doris is sure to have told somebody about me saying I could simply murder her for being so darned pretty and cute that. Arnold couldn’t see me at all. “You see." she explained sadly to Strawn. “I was trying out my sex appeal on Arnold, and for about a minute I thought I had him going, but I simply couldn’t compete with Deris, once he had a good look at her.” "Oh. so you threatened her life did you?” Strawn growled. “Where are my handcuffs? Now. Miss Clorinda. answer the question, pleasp: Did Doris tell you your mother had slapped her face?” “She did not!" Clorinda retorted curtly. “But she wasn't in such a happy mood when she came from youi mother's room at 7:15 to help you dress, eh?” “I—l was late, and rather in a hurry. I did not notice Doris’ mood particularly, but she was too well trained to gossip aganist my mother to me." she answered scornfully after an Instant of hesitation. Strawn shrugged, then bgean on a new tack, his voice suddenly portentious: “Miss Clorinda. I want you to search your memory very carefully before you answer this question, because it’s Important: Was Doris wearing lip rouge when you saw her Just before 11 o'clock last night?” <r a B “T TP rouge?" Clorinda repeated J_v incredulously. Then, as Strawn nodded grimly, she closed her eyes as if to concentrate. At last she answered positively: “No. I am quite sure she wasn’t. Doris was a perfectly trained maid. I never saw her with make-up on. when she was on duty. If she had been wearing either face rouge or lip rouge last night I am sure I should have noticed it .. . . Wait a minute! She said she was going to her room to make herself pretty for Arnold. I remember that distinctly now.” “And did you notice whether she went directly toward her room or not?" “I—why, no. I—paid no attention.” “You don't know, then, whether she went from your rooms to your mother’s, to arrange the bed and night things?” Strawn pressed. “Oh. I'm sure she didn’t,” Clorinda answered more readily. “You see. she already had been to mother's room before coming to mine. She remarked that she was all through for the night, that mother had said she would not require her to wait up to help her get ready for bed.” Strawn and Dundee exchanged a quick, significant glance. If Clorinda Berkeley was telling the truth, she definitely had established that fact that Doris Matthews had left the lip-rouge mouth print on Mrs. Berkeley's dressing table mirror during a third visit to her mistress’ room, regardless of Mr*. Berkeley's protestation that the girl was not there when she came up. a visit made after the girl had

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gone to her own room on the third floor to “pretty” herself for her sweetheart. With deceptive casualness Strawn returned to the attack. “Now, Miss Clorinda, I take it that you went to bed right after Doris left your room?” “I did,” Clorinda lied coolly, “And saw nothing, heard nothing to disturb your rest?” “Absolutely nothing!” “Well, that’s that, and you made a grand witness, old thing! Gigi cried blithely, hopping off Strawn’s chair arm. “My turn now? I suppose I should’t continue to rumple the hair of a gruff old captain of detectives who’s getting ready to g-r-rill me!” “Not so fast, young woman!" Strawn commanded sternly. “I have not finished with your sister yet and don’t think I’m not on to the smoke screens you've been putting up!” “Not so dumb!” Dundee grinned to himself. “Oh;” Gigi subsided disconsolately upon an ottoman at Dundee’s feet and laid her curly hair against his knee. “Asa matter of fact, Miss Clorinda,” Strawn began. “Doris did not help you undress, did she?” “I don’t know what you mean!’* “I mean, my dear young lady, that you did not undress until quite a while later. I mean that you put on a gold metal cloth cape over your evening dress and stole downstairs, unlocked the back door and slipped out into the night!” Strawn told her with terrible emphasis. a a * Ci LORINDA caught her breath * sharply, but did not change her pose of indolent ease. It was Gigi who cried out and pressed her hands to her cheeks. “How do you know this?” Clorinda asked at last, in a cool, clear voice. “You were seen." Strawn assured her. "I’m glad to see there’s no use denying it. Now tell us all about that little jaunt of yours, Miss Clorinda.” “I shall tell you nothing until you have told me who saw me!' she retorted imperiously. “Remember, I have admitted nothing. I do not believe you can bring forward any witness whatsoever who will dare stand before me and ” “There is my witness! ” Strawn interrupted, pointing melodramatically to Dundee, whose face flushed scarlet with embarrassment. “Forgive me, Miss Berkeley!” he begged, In all sincerity. “I assure you I w*vs not spying on you. I was just about to leave the drawing room when I heard you cough slightly. “I confess T peeped to see who It was. and I saw you descending the stairs. I waited until you had let yourself out the back door before going upstairs. I had been hunting for Dick ITo Be Continued)

THE SON OF TARZAN

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