Indianapolis Times, Volume 42, Number 178, Indianapolis, Marion County, 4 December 1930 — Page 10

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Murder Al Pri lee

BEGIN HI Rf TODAY BPECTAL INVESTIGATOR DUNDEE. At th house of JUANITA BEL 111. killed At a brldfe part-., ordered the guest* to take the oomuopi they h*ld at the tune of the 'death, hand'" when Ntta was killed. Questioning CLIVE HAMMOND and hla flanree. POLLY BEALE. v.ho were In th* solarium, Dundee learn* t.het Polly rame to Nlta's house before lunch, found RALPH HAMMOND who was there to see about remodeling the attic of the house, called up Nit* to break the luncheon engagement, and had lurch with Clive and Ralph. Neither Cll'.e cor Polly will admit that, there J* anything queer in their conduct, or that, they know why Ralph did not turn up for cocktails. Dunar belie l es that their actions have something to do with Ralph's acknowledged Infatuation for Nita. MILES, Dundee learns, drove straight to the house and came in. JUDGE MARahall was driven there bv a friend, coming In soon after the “death hand'* began. He saw no one. JOHN DRAKE, walking from the Country Club, came in from the road, seeing no one. DEXTER KPROGUE the most nervous n! the group, tok the bus and walked from the bus to the house. JANET RAYMOND, ‘tationed on the front porch, came in with hjm Angrv at the questioning. Janet accuses Nlta's maid, LYDIA, or the murder. JLOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER FOURTEEN “YITHERE is the maid now. CapVV tain Strawn?” Dundee asked. "I haven’t see her yet ” “Because she's in her room in the basement, Bonnie,” Strawn answered. “Sort of forgot about her, didn’t you?” and the chief of the homicide squad chuckled at the younger man’s discomfiture. “But I got her story out of her, you bet! Nothing to it, though. “One of my boys—Collins, it was —found her in that short, dark hall that runs between the Selim woman's bedroom and the kitchen. Sicker’n a pup she was. Sad she’d “I'd better have her up and question her. if she's able,” Dundee interrupted, as tactfully as possible. “It seems that she had an abscessed tooth out today, with gas and a local anesthetic. “Now, Miss Raymond, will you tell me exactly what you meant by .saying it must have been Lydia Carr who killed her mistress?” “I certainly will!” the. red-haired girl cried defiantly. “What I can’t see is why Tracey and Lois and Dex—Mr. Sprague didn't think of it, too. It's as plain as ” "Yes, as the nose on my face,” Dundee cut in grimly, but with a glance at Strawn. “Just stick to the facts, however, Miss Raymond, and maybe we can all agree with you.’’ “Well, when Mr. Sprague and I went into the diping room, there were Lois and Tracey cutting up like a couple of children,” Janet began, determined to take her time. “Tracey was trying to make Lois drink some outlandish concoction lie'd mixed in a glass, and Lois was laughing and fighting him off. When we came in. Loin said, ‘Good Lord, Tracey! Get busy! Or your job as bartender will be taken away from you,’ and Tracey began to get awfully busy at the sideboard--” “Guess I’d better tell it, Janet, for what it's worth,” Lois cut in impatiently. “It's nothing more nor less than that I had to ring twice for poor Lydia before she came,” she explained to Dundee. “Tracey is full of original ideas about cocktails, and wanted some sort of bitters. He was, going to shout for Lydia, but I stepped on the button under the dining table, and the poor thing—in the basement nursing her jaw, probably—didn’t hear. Tracey and I got to kidding, as Janet says, and scarcely had noticed how long Lydia was in coming. I rang again, and she came. . . That's all!” B B B “'T'HAT isn’t all!” Janet denied A angrily. “I was there when Lydia came in. and she was looking white as a ghost—except for her swollen jaw. “What's more, she acted so dumb Tracey had to tell her twice what he wanted, and then spell it for her. . . . And she said Nita didn't have any of those bitters, anyway.” “An open-and-shut case against poor Lydia!” Penny Crain cut in derisively. "Go pluck daisies, Janet! You'd be of a lot more help.” “Here's your maid. Bonnie,” Captain Strawn announced lazily, as one of his platnclothesmen appeared in the arch between dining and livingrooms. dragging by the hand a woman who was resisting strangely, her apron pressed to her face. "You are Lydia Carr?” Dundee asked, his voice kinder than it had been for many minutes. “Don’t be afraid. And I’m sorry about the tooth. . . . Come along in. I'll not keep you long.” The woman's knees seemed about to fail her, but with a sudden effort she released the detective’s grip on her wrist. Very tall, very bony in her black

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cotton dress. Pathetic, too, with her thin, iron-gray hair, and that apron concealed the left half of her face. It was odd, Dundee thought, that it was not the swollen jaw she chose to cover. . . . Mrs. Dunlap sprang to her feet and hurried across the room to where Lydia Carr stood. “Don’t mind, Lydia, please. You must not be so sensitive,” she said gently, and even more gently pulled down the concealing apron. . . . "Good God!” Dundee breathed, and Strawn nodded his understanding of the younger man's horror. For the left half of Lydia Carr’s face was drawn and puckered and ridged almost out of human semblance. Even the eye was ruined—a milky ball which the puckered, hairless eyelid never could cover again. “Poor Lydia is ashamed of her scarred face,” Lois Dunlap explained, her arm still about the maid's shoulder. “She isn't quite used to it yet, but none of us mind ” “You were burned recently, Lydia?” Dundee asked pitingly. “That’s my business!” the woman astounded him by retorting harshly. “How did it happen, Lydia?” Dundee persisted, puzzled. “I had an acident. It was my own fault.” . it' n B lOIS DUNLAP'S kind gray eyes -j caught and held Dundee’s firmly. “I thin e, if Nita could speak to you now, Mr. Dundee, that she would beg you not to try to force Lydia's confidence on This subject. Nita was devoted to Lydia—we can all testify to that!—and one of the sweetest things about her was her constant effort to protect Lydia from questions and curious glances. I, for one, know that Nita often begged Lydia to submit to a skingrafting operation, regardless of expense—” When that kind voice choked on tears, Dundee abruptly abandoned his intention to press the matter further. “Lydia, your mistress had been married, or was married, wasn’t she?” The woman’s single, slate-gray eye stared into his expressionlessly. “She had ‘Mrs.’ in front of her name, to use when she felt like it. That's all I know. I never saw her husband—if she had one. I only worked for her about five years.” “You say she used her married name ‘when she felt like it.’ What do you mean by that, Lydia?” “I mean she was an actress, and used her stage name—Juanita Leigh—pronounced like it was speled plain ’Lee,’ but she was mostly called ‘Nita Leigh.’” “An actress, you say?” Dundee repeated thoughtfully. “I had heard of her only as director of the Forsyte school plays. . . . What shows was she in?” “She was what they called a specialty dancer in musical comedy,” Lydia answered. “Sometimes she had a real part and sometimes she only danced. “She was a good hoofer and a good trouper,” she added, the Broadway terms falling strangely from those austere lips. “And when she wasn’t in a show she sometimes got a job in the pictures. “She never had a real chance in the movies, though, because they mostly wanted her to double for the star in long shots, where dancing came into the picture, or in closeups where they just show the legs, you know.” “I see,” Dundee agreed gravely. “Where were you during the fifteen minutes or so before your mistress was shot, Lydia?” “I was down in my room in the basement,” the woman answered. “Nita—l mean Miss Nita—was going to get Judge Marshall to build me a room on the top floor. She hated me to have to sleep in the basement, but I didn't mind.” “You were not required to be on duty for the party?” “No,” she answered in her harsh, flat voice. “I’d fixed the sandwiches and put out the liquors for the cocktails—set them all out on the dining room table and sideboard, and Miss Nita had told me to go and lie down as soon as I was through. So I did. “I had an abscessed tooth pulled this morning, and I was feeling sick.” • “Did you hear the kitchen bell at all?” Dundee went on. BUB 1 DROPPED off to sleep—that fool dentist had shot me full of dope—but I did hear the bell and I came up to answer it, Mrs. Dun-

lap said she’s rung twice, and I said I was sorry—” “Lydia, did you go into your mistress’ bedroom before or after you answered that bell?” Dundee asked with sudden sharpness. “I did not! I didn’t even know she was in her bedroom, until I saw her sitting at her dressing table—dead.” The harsh voice hesitated over the last word, but it did not break. “And just when did you first see her—after she was dead?” “I was sitting in the kitchen, thinking something else might be needed. My jaw had begun to ache something fierce, and I don’t know just how long I set there. “Then I heard a scream. It sounded like it come from Nita’s—Miss Nita’s—bedroom, and I run along the back hall that leads from the kitchen to her bedroom. I heard a lot of people running and yelling. Nobody paid any attention to me.” “You came into the room?” “No, sir, I did not. I stopped in the doorway. I heard Mr. Sprague say she was dead. I was sick and dizzy anyway, and I couldn’t move for a minute. “I sort of slipped down to the floor, ahd I guess I must have passed out. And then I was sick to my stomach, and—l didn't seem to care if I never moved again.” “Why, Lydia?” Dundee asked gently. “Because she was the only friend I had in the world, and I couldn’t have loved her better if she had been my own child,” Lydia answered. And the stem voice had broken at last. “I was still there in the back hall when a cop come and asked me a lot of questions, and then that man”—and she pointed to Captain Strawn—“said I could go and he down. He helped me down the basement stairs.” Dundee tapped his teeth with the long pencil which he had kept so busy that evening—tapped them long and thoughtfully. Then: “Lydia, did you see any one—any one at all!—from your basement room window before you answered Mrs. Dunlap’s ring?” (To Be Continued) WARNS OF PINK PILLS Danger Lurks for Young Children In Tablets, Doctor Declares, Bu United Prrsx ROCHESTER, N. Y., Dec. 4.—A serious menace to young children lurks in the sugar-coated tablet and the pink pill when these contain strychnine, Dr. John Aikman of this city has warned in an address before the Rochester Pediatric Society. The amount of strychnine in each tonic tablet or cathartic pill is not very large. It will not harm the adult for whom the tablets and pills are intended. However, these colored sugar-coated pills are attractive to small children, much as candy is. Frequent cases of convulsions and death in children under five years have been traced to eating large numbers of such tablets unobserved by parents or nurses. The finding of the empty or half-empty bottle later has given the clew to the cause of the child’s illness.

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TARZAN AND THE LOST EMPIRE

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—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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