Indianapolis Times, Volume 41, Number 291, Indianapolis, Marion County, 16 April 1930 — Page 10

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CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR Dundee shouted, in a vJ voice so harsh with anger that the girl, bending over a stationary laundry tub. withdrew reddened Arms and gaped at him increduously. “My! You seared me!" she laughed uncertainly as the detective strode toward her. “I'm doing my daily Girl Scorn good deed, but I should have worn rubber ploves. This stuff bums like the devil!” But he had no sympathy. He seized her and shook her till her teeth rattled against each other. "You ought to have had on a strait-jacket!’’ he corrected her savagely. “Do you know what you’ve dene?’’ * ■ I hope T'vc got rid of the stink of Fleur d’Amcur." she retorted, when he had dropped her arms helplessly and a little ashamed. For rfhc did look so innocent * “When the folks began to play br'dire this afternoon, all sitting p -:u,y close together, you know, the ocior was sickeningly strong, beer sc. everybody’s clothes are scented up with the stuff from hanging In closets with the evening clothes wr were wearing Friday night.” ‘‘Who complained of the odor?’ he asked quickly. * Seeing that she had his interest In spite of his anger. Gigi rushed on d&gerly: “Abbie. She said it positively made her sick, and Mrs. Lambert said it did her too. and she’d be Kind when Monday came and the perfume sprinkled things could be kbnt to the cleaners. And Dad said, 'lf the police will let you send t|r:cm!’ ” "Did anybody suggest this stunt?" Dundee interrupted harshly. "‘No. I thought of it all by myself!” she retorted proudly. ‘ I told you over the phone they wouldn't let me play bridge, so I finally got tired of nothing to do. and sneaked upstairs and collected all the clothes that had perfume on them, shot them down the laundry chutes in the bathrooms, and—there they are! “I did the evening dresses first, then doused all the Tuxedoes, even \$ r ickett’s Oh, don’t look so peeved!” she protested. “I didn’t take yours. I was afraid you would not like it; besides, I know you’re not so squeamish about smelling it as the rest of us are. “Abbie was right for once; she gold the smell of Fleur d'Amour would always be the odor of death to her, and I didn't see why all of us should be reminded every time we open a closet door ’’ a a a He interrupted sternly. "At exactly what time did this Good Samaritan complex overtake you? Befoi e or after you found from telephoning me that Johnson did not kill Doris Matthews?” Htr eyes grew very wide and Innocent and injured as she answered: “Why, it was after, but ” "Gigi, you cant fool me! You deliberately have destroyed evidence, which is a crime punishable by imprisonment!" •Gigi laughed, a little shakily. “Which brings to light still another advantage of being only 15! They’ll wily send me to the reformatory—” '"You made a clean sweep of it, I suppose?” he cut in disgustedly, gingerly lifting a soaked coat by a lapel. “I’m afraid I did." Gigi confessed with an air of deep humiliation, but Dundee saw a glint of triumph in her eyes before she lowered them, “’..very single thing but the shoes we were wearing Friday night. "I’d have doused them, too. but there w r asn’t any perfume on anybody's but Clorinda's. There they are. under the tub. I’m afraid benzine isn't awfully good for gold slippers.” she added ruefully. . "Clorirda's slippers, cepe and evening dress were in my roem." he reminded her. “You at least knew that they had been confiscated by the police as exhibits for the grand jury. “And since the odor of perfume from them could not possibly annoy your sister or any one but me ” , “Why hadn’t, you taken them to the police station, then?” she challenged him. " "Because I was a fool!” he retorted bitterly. "There was a bare ehance that. Johnson was guilty of the murder, and would confess, and that your sister need not be dragged into the case. ”1 see now that chiliialry doesn't pay in this case. . . . Come clean, Gigi!” he commanded harshly. 'Why did you do this? Why did you destroy evidence?” "Why do you keep harping on ‘destroying evidence?’ ” she cried rTgrily. “Clorinda told you she'd been in the summerhouse after the murder was committed. Toy didn’t need a cape with a streak of blood on it and a pair of slippers to prove it! "As for the rest of the things, the o: ly evidence I destroyed was that I sprinkled perfume on all of you Friday night, and you've still got your own Tuxedo to prove that!” “You knew my coat was harmless.” he accused her. “As harmless

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as that handkerchief you gave me to have analyzed for poison. . . . Quit stalling, Gigi! When did you come to the conclusion that that flask of Fleur d’Amour was diluted with wood alcohol, after Wickett took it to your mother's room Friday night?" “You're crazy! I don’t know what you're talking about!” dfce denied furiously. “Oh, yes. you do, Gigi!” He was grimly implacable. “This stunt of yours proves that! You were eavesdropping this morning when I was talking with Dr. Jennings, the city chemist "You heard me mention wood alcohol repeatedly. You knew wood alcohol was available in a half dozen of those patented fountains of your father's. . . . Now tell me whom you were trying to protect by this mad stunt of yours?” Map “XTOT so mad!" Gigi retorted X w impudently, and turned back to the reeking laundry tub. “If anybody did put wood alcohol in Abbie's perfume, you’re going to have a hard time proving it, darling!" "Is that so?” he retorted savagely, and turned to stamp out of the basement. “Where are you going?” Gigi panted, flying after him. “Go back to your washing!” he commanded. “I shan’t!” she sobbed, and followed him as stubbornly as a dog ignoring stones flung by his master: followed him as he strode across the lawn to the summer house. In grim silence the thoroughly angry young detective knelt on the floor of the little arbor where Doris Matthews had been stunned to insensibility by the blow of a perfume flask In a murderer’s hand. “Oh!” Gigi gasped. “I never thought of that!” with his penknife Dundee gouged the dirt from between the cracks of the floor, on the spot which had been saturated with the spilled perfume. “I should have burned down the summer house,” Gigi langhed hysterically, as Dundee transferred the loosened dirt from the floor to an envelope. When the envelope was safe in his pocket, the detective faced the girl. “I’m going to take this to Dr. Jennings now, for analysis. But, like you. Gigi, I haven't a doubt in the world that he will report the finding of wood alcohol impurities. “And I’m going to give you one more chance to help me. Certainly you owe me a great deal for the damage you’ve done today. Whom are you trying to protect?” “I refuse to answer!” *he said steadily, but her face was very pale lieneath the tan. “You realize, of course, that you ! are shielding a person who plotted to murder your mother? Some person who knew ? your mother to be a perfume addict, and who confidently expected her death to follow the drinking of Fleur d’Amour!” Gigi did not answer, but her eyes were wide with horror and misery. “Then I am to conclude that you are shielding yourself?” Dundee went on brutally. “Myself!” she echoed incredulously. “You confessed to me Friday night before the murder that you had done ‘something dread f ul.’” he reminded her. “You were very angry with your mother for having slapped and humiliated you before guests. “You knew your mother was a perfume addict. Her habit disgusted you. You have told me that she makes life miserable for you. YOU ” • am OH. don’t be an idiot!” she cried, stamping her foot. “I didn't put wood alcohcl in her periume, and I don't know who did!” “But you know who hated her enough to plot her death,” Dundee said almost gently, “And you love that person enough to wish for him—or her—-to go free of a horrible murder that grew out of a crime which poor Doris Matthews prevented, by discovering the prisoner at work! Isn’t that true?” Gigi’s horror-filled eyes stared at him for a long minute, then the girl turned and fled from the summerhouse. It was past 4 o’clock that Sunday afternoon when Bonnie Dundee returned to Hillcrest after his visit to the home of Dr. Abel Jennings. The chemist had promised to forego a bridge game and rush the analysis, predicting a report by 9 o'clock that night. Two sedans which he recognized as belonging to District Attorney Sherwood and Captain strawn of the homicide squad, warned Dundee that his superiors were again in charge of the case. , “Hello, boy!” Captain Strawn greeted him duefully as soon as Wickett had admitted him. “Old Wind-bag’s at it—hammer and tongs. Says you and me have been barking up a whole forest of wrong trees. “Yeah, says it’s plain as the nose on your face that the chauffeur

killed the girl in a lovers’ quarrel over Dick Berkeley, and that if he’d taken hold when the murder was first discovered he’d have had a confession by now.” “That so?” Dundee grinned. “I seem to remember that our Mr. Jerome Sherwood is up for re-elec-tion in November. One can quite sympathize with his determination not to antagonize so influential a vote controller as Multimillionaire Berkeley, by insulting him, his family or his guests with horrid old suspicions. . . . Well, I wish him luck!” “Want to watch the show?” Strawn suggested, with malicious amusement. “It’s being staged in the servants’ sitting room. The chances that Arnold will knock him cold looked pretty good five minutes ago.” “No. thanks. I might pitch In and help Arnold. . . . Yes, Wickett?” “Telephone for you, sir. Will you take it in the library?” Two minutes later Dundee hung up the receiver and faced his chief, with a resigned shrug: “Well, that’s that! Kathryn Matthews died without regaining consciousness.” “Tough luck,” Strawn admitted. “I guess that means the Crosby case really is ‘closed forever,’ as Doris said.” “Maybe yes, maybe no!” Dundee retorted with irritating cheerfulness. “What are you up to?” Strawn demanded suspiciously, as Dundee rose to leave the library. “Up to bed—for a nice long nap, until exactly 9 o’clock!” (To Be Continued)

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THE SON OF TARZAN

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