Indianapolis Times, Volume 41, Number 275, Indianapolis, Marion County, 28 March 1930 — Page 20

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BEGIN HERE TODAY DORIS MATTHEWS, lady's maid. 1* murdered Friday night in a summerhouse on the Berkeley estate, by blow from heavy perfume flask, given MRS. GEORGE BERKELEY by SEYMOUR CROSBY, engaged to CLORINDA BERKELEY. The body, rock-weighted and tied with Clorlnda's scarf. Is taken from the rake Saturday morning by DETECTIVE DUNDEE, who summons CAPTAIN BTRAWN. A wealth of evidence Involves Mrs. Berkeley, Clorlnda, DICK BERKELEY, infatuated with the girl: her fiance, EUGENE ARNOLD, the Berkeley chauffeur; GIGI BERKELEY, 15-year-old daughter, and JOHN MAXWELL, former suitor of Clorlnda, believed to have been •vlth her Friday night when she admits having been In the summerhouse, after the crime. But when the detectives discover an unfinished letter of Doris to her sister, Kathy, in England, an entire new' light Is thrown on the case, and Seymour Crosby, widower and New York society roan, becomes startlingly Involved. Dundee, novice detective, has been a guest in the Berkeley home largely for the purpose of observing Crosby, under a cloud fourteen months before Then his young wife. PHYLLIS, died tn England. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN “/''VH, there you are. Crosby!” V-/ Captain Strawn greeted the man absently, without raising his eyes from the cablegram he and Dundee, were concocting at the dead girl’s table. “Have a seat, won’t you? Be with you in a minute. . . . Now. how’s this. Dundee? Does it cover the essentials?” Dundee accepted the scribbled message, and to his chief’s consternation began to read aloud, his eyes not so absorbed, however, that they missed a single change of expression on Seymour Crosby’s face: “Sir Edward Moresby, Scotland Yard, London. Doris Matthews, sister of Kathryn Matthews, murdered last night on Berkeley estate here. Please cable any information from Kathryn regarding confidences made her by Doris concerning Crosby case. Seymour Crosby guest here, engaged to Clorlnda Berkeley, James F. Dundee, police ®->artment.” V ’is eyes still on Crosby’s face. returned the sheet to R j awn. “O. K„ sir. We ought to e an answer by tomorrow mornI t* ! he had expected Seymour frjßpsbv to betray himself by word H action, he was disappointed, for pje man gave no sign, beyond a lU'epening pallor of his already 7 pale gpid drawn face. S Crosby had ignored Strawn’s invitation to be seated. His tall, slim body very erect, his hands clasped behind his back, he stood near the door, awaiting the inquisition with admirable control. ’’Well. Mr. Crosby!" Strawn shifted in his chair, to face hsi man. crossed his legs leisurely, filled a reeking old pipe and got it going with nerve-shattering deliberation. "So, you called Doris' bluff, did you? Or, maybe, you didn’t think it was a bluff?” Out of the sudden, intense silence came the sound of knuckles cracking before Seymour Crosby answered: “Sorry, but I'm afraid I don't know what you mean!" “Got sort of fed up, trying to meet her blackmailing demands, eh?” Strawn went on, grinning and raising his eyebrows. a a a That had its effect. Livid anger painted and distorted Crosby's handsome face. “You can call me any names you like. Strawn. but I can’t permit you to label Doris Matthews a blackmailer! I have never known a finer, stralghter. more loyal—” “That so?” Strawn cut in lazily, still grinning broadly. “Well, well! Then what would you call these. Crosby?” and he picked up the pair of sapphire earrings and rattled them on his broad palm. "Those are earrings.” Crosby began Icily. “I made Doris a present of them last night.” “Fridav seemed to be an early Christmas for you. eh? A fine cut crystal flask of perfume for your future mother-in-law and a pair of expensive earrings for your future mother-in-law’s maid. What did you bring your fiancee. Miss Clonnda Berkeley?” “That at least is my own affair, I believe!" Crosby retorted angrily, i “As for the earrings, they were one of ,the last gifts I made to—my wife. I stave them to Doris last night because—” , . . ’Because you were damned snort Oi monev. hadn't got yom - fingers tr o the Berkeley pile yet. and you thought thevd hold Doris till "Nor Crosby Interrupted, his

head upflung, his aristocratic nostrils flaring. “If you w'ill kindly permit me, I shall tell you the truth concerning the earrings. “I might add that I shall tell you the exact truth concerning any questions you ask me, provided you have any right or authority to ask me the question.” Strawn’s bushy eyebrows shot still higher. "Yeah? . . . Well, shoot!” “My wife, who, as you doubtless know, is dead,” Crosby began in his icy. well-controlled voice, “was a brunet. Her favorite stone was the ruby, which became her—enormously. "I myself have a weakness for sapphires, and when I saw this pair of earrings in a London jeweler’s, I could not resist them. Phyllis—my wife—admired them and thanked me for them, but as soon as she put them on I saw 7 that I had made a mistake. “Doris, who was her maid then, was present at the time, and Phyllis took them off and laid them against her maid's cheeks. The effect was —enchanting, as the stones were almost exactly the color of Doris’ eyes. "I am sure Phyllis would have presented them to the girl then and there, if she had not been afraid of hurting my feelings. "She did, however, laughingly remark that she would leave them to Doris in—in ifer will.” His voice broke here, and trembled slightly as it went on: “She—died suddenly, as you know, and without having made a will ” "Which she would have done. If she had really contemplated suicide!" Strawn interrupted, with slow and terrible emphasis. "I do not believe my wife ‘contemplated’ suicide.” Crosby retorted, vrev quietly. "I believed then, and I still believe, that she became suddenly deranged, a not uncommon symptom of her—condition." "Yeah, she was going to have a baby, wasn’t she?" Strawn interpreted callously. “Which makes it a double murder!”

'VXT'ITH the agility of an athlete ’ * Crosby sprang for the detective captain’s throat, but Dundee interposed, seizing the man’s arm and forcing him backward, step by step, "Please. Mr. Crosby!” he advised gently. “Violence can only make matters worse. You must believe that Captain Strawn has good reasons for the conclusions he has reached, and—” "I—beg your pardon!” Crosby bowed slightly, again In superb control of his anger. "Let me remind you, however. Captain Strawn, that a coroner’s jury in London returned a verdict of ‘suicide while temporarily insane’ as the cause of my wife’s death." "A verdict which, you probably know. Crosby, faikd to satisfy your wife's relatives and friends, and even some of your own friends!” Strawn pointed out sternly. "A verdict which you owed to the testimony of a maid in your own employ—to Doris Matthews, in fact!” "Testimony which was absolutely true and accurate in every detail!" Crosby retorted coldly. “And now Doris Matthews, the only eyewitness to your wife's ‘suicide.’ lies in the morgue, foully murdered within eight hours of Seymour Crosby's arrival at Hillcrest to celebrate his engagement to another rich girl!” Strawn pointed out. emphasizing each significant word with the tapping of his pipe bowl upon his palm. "Surely. Mr. Crosby, you did not expect the police department of Hamilton to overlook the obvious connection between those two facts?" Crosby made no answer. "And what would you say, Mr. Seymour Crosby, if I told you that the Hamilton homicide squad did not wait until you murdered Doris Matthews to take a vital interest in ’the Crosby case,’ as the newspapers called it sixteen months ago?” "I did not murder Doris Matthews.” Crosby answered steadily. “Yeah, we pricked up our ears when we heard who Clorinda Berkeley was going to marry,” Captain Strawn went on. in the genial voice

—By Williams

he could so suddenly assume. "You see, Crosby, Hamilton thinks a lot of its citizens, likes to protect ’em from fortune-hunters and wifekillers. "So we sent Mr. Dundee, who happened to be one of the many not entirely soothed and satisfied by the coroner’s verdict of suicide, to have a look at Phyllis Crosby’s widower, who was consoling himself with another rich girl ” a a a ✓CROSBY interrupted with a sharp exclamation, then turned his blazing eyes upon Dundee, whose fate was red with’ embarrassment. "I am to gather, then, Mr. Dundee, that it was your interference with Mr. Berkeley which resulted in Miss Berkeley’s breaking the engagement this morning?” he said contemptuously. "No, Mr. Crosby. I have not spoken one word privately with Mr. Berkeley," Dundee answered. "Until this morning I had not the slightest reason for discussing you with your future father-in-law. "I came here partly out of curiosity, partly, as Captain Strawn has said, because I believed that the whole truth regarding your wife’s death had not come to light. I wanted merely to study your face and your manner, to make up my own mind ’’ "And did you conclude, sir, that I was a murderer?” Crosby asked icily. “I came to the conclusion, Mr. Crosby, that you were a gentleman,” Dundee answered quietly. Crosby’s "Thank you!” was genTilne gratitude, not irony. "The crime of murder is not confined to thugs and roughnecks, Crosby," Strawn reminded his victim genially. “Yes. sir, we were so interested in your visit to the home of Hamilton’s richest citizen that w 7 e took the trouble to look up the famous Crosby case in our local newspaper files. Hamilton didn’t give you quite as big a piay as Ne, York and London, but you weren’t exactly slighted, you’ll be glad to hear. "Now, Crosby, suppose you tell me exactly what happened on the night of Sunday, May 6. 1928. at your apartment hotel in London.” Crosby’s nostrils flared. "I shall have to refuse. The subject is a painful one to me, and it has been thoroughly threshed out before the coroner’s jury and in the newspapers.” Strawn reached across the table and picked up the little sheaf of newspaper clippings. “Looks like I'll have to do most of the talking for a while then. I’ve just been looking over these clippings on the case, and it's pretty fresh in my mind.” "Please!” Crosby protested. "That old story has nothing to do with Doris ” (To Be Continued)

THE SON OF TARZAN

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