Indianapolis Times, Volume 42, Number 188, Indianapolis, Marion County, 16 December 1930 — Page 11

r>EC. 16, 1930.

Murder At Bridge

BEGIN HEBE TODAY Thr chief suspects in the murder of j: ANITA BELIM. shot ft a bridge partv wit hi a gun belonging to JUDGE MARSHALL, her landlord to whom she paid no rent, are: FLORA MILES. In Nlta s closet at the time of the murder readings a note which she thinks is from her husband. DEXTER SPRAGUE, who wrote that note, and who knew Nlta In New York and came to Hamilton t her suggestion: and LYDIA, the maid. Lvdia savs she loved Nita. and is Showing SPECIAL INVESTIGATOR DUNDEE presents Nita gave her when 'TRACEY MILES, one of the guests, returns to take Lvdia to his home. If he mav. Dundee tells her of this, and reads Nita s w ill, leaving cvervthlne to Lydia, v.hlrh shows Nita's fear of death, and rl-. e-> Lvdia additional motive. Lydia knows nothing of the *IO.OOO Nita deport ed since she came to Hamilton. Dundee learns from Lvdia that Nita r ent, out with RALPH HAMMOND, in love with her and missing from the partv. Thursday night, and Friday night, •he night she made her will, saw Hurt gue. who left her upset. Dundee asks Miles If he saw Ralph Nlt*’a house that morning, and what as his attitude. Miles savs that Ralph psnisd a little lealous of his calling on Nita too. but that he couldn't have killed Ml is and Lvdia leave, and Dundee find that, the kitchen door has been nlocked. In the attic, the only hiding ri'ac- for an Intruder, he finds In a bedloom traces of a man having slept there thr night before. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY C HAPTER TWENTY-FOUR (Continued ) B t, he was glad, both selfishly nnd unselfishly, when, half an hour late:. he threw open the front door ot dead Nita's house to the chief ol the homicide squad. Carraway. the fingerprint expert, and the two plalnclothesmen who had searched the top floor for the missing weapon or t.ie murderer himself soon after the murder had been committed. For if Strawn needed his —Dundee' help, he needed the expert machinery which Strawn captained. And it was good to feel the grip of gratitude in the old chife’s hand- • iasn and to see the almost shy twinkle of apology in his hard old fray eyec. Dundee led the way up the front Stair? to the upper floor, glad to hear the heavy tread of official feet behind him. I guess you've got it all doped out who the Selim woman's gentleman friend was,” Strawn commented genially, as he followed Dundee into the pleasant, big bedrcor i "I believe I have, but I need Carraway to prove my hunch,” Dundee acknowledged. Eagerly, swiftly, he displayed his ■first tangible finds —the open window: , the drapes smelling of ciga-'r.-t smoke, the evening paper of ihe day before, the faint odor and greasiness of barber’s pomade upon the pillow case of the bed, which had clearly been slept in since the linen was changed. T ow, Collins—Harmon—” Dundee whirled upon the two silent piainclothesmen, ‘‘l want to know what you saw in these rooms when you searched them early this evening that, you don’t see now. You looked into the closets and drawers. of course?” "Yes, sir,” Collins answered. “And they was all empty. Dundee. Me and Harmon didn’t spend time smelling pillow cases, and I admit we didn’t pay no attention to that there newspaper—” Empty!” Dundee echoed. “Are you sure? . . . You, too, Harmon?” What are you driving at. boy?” Captain Strawn asked indulgentlya tt a BRIEFLY, with disappointment flattening his voice, Dundee told of his finding the kitchen door ajar, after he had made sure it was locked on his first rounds of the house. "I worked it out this way,” he continued, despite Strawn’s grin. “Dexter Sprague was in the habit of spending the night here whenever Nita would give him an evening of her company. ‘He -was here last night, according to the maid, Lydia Carr. Nita eent her into Hamilton to a picture show. Nita and Sprague quarreled last night, but I am positive he spent the night here anyway. "Certainly there was no actual rupture, since Sprague worded his note to her as he did. I have another strong reason for thinking his belongings were here at least until noon today, but that can wait for the moment. “Furthermore. I am positive that Sprague descended by the backstairs and went around the house to join the cocktail party which v as to follow the hen bridge party.” "How do you make that out, Bonnie?” Strawn asked, his grin wiped away. "Try to remember how Sprague looked when you first got here,” Dundee suggested. “I saw him twenty minutes after you did, but —he was wearing an immaculate stiff collar, and there were still

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traces of talcum powder over a close new shave! "And you will remember that he said he had made a half-hour's trip by bus, and had walked the quarter mile from the bus stop on Sheridan road to this house. It was a mighty hot afternoon, chief!” “Not conclusive,” Strawn growled. “Then here’s another straw to add to the' weight of my conclusion,” Dundee went on, unshaken. “You remember that Janet Raymond was on the front porch watching for Sprague, while the ‘death hand cf bridge’ was being played? “Oh. she tried to protect him. . . . Wait, I’ll read you the nctes I made when I was questioning her. I looked them up while I was waiting for you. .. . Here! I had said to Miss Raymond: 'You observed Mr. Sprague toiling down the rutty road, hot and weary, but romantic in the sunset?’ And she answered, stammering, ‘I—I wasn't looking that way.’ .. . * . “And I knew she was lying, knew that she had been taken completely by surprise when Sprague suddenly appeared from the rear of the house! “What’s more, she betrayed herself and him by admitting that she was surprised. Then—because the girl undoubtedly is in love with Sprague and was mortally afraid he had killed Nita Selim, she tried frantically to throw suspicion on Lydia Carr, by telling how Lydia had failed to answer Mrs. Dunlap's first ring— Good Lord! Wait a minute! I want to think!” he interrupted himself to exclaim. tt a a A FTER a full minute, while he •**- had stood very still, with his fingers pressed against his closed eyes, Dundee began slowly: “I believe that’s it . . . Listen, boys!” He turned to the two plainclothesmen, urgent pleading in his voice. "Would you both take your oath that there was no bag—say a small Gladstone overnight bag—anywhere in these rooms when you searched them this evening?” The two detectives glanced at each other, their faces reddening. It was Harmon, the older of the pair, who swallowed hard before answering: “We’d been told to look for a man hiding, and for gs gun—” Then he squared his shoulders as if to receive the blame like a man. “Yes, sir! There was a little black grip on the closet shelf. “I went through it myself, but there wasn’t no gun in it. Just a pair of pajamas and a couple of shirts, one of ’em dirty, some socks and collars and a shaving kit—” Dundee drew a deep breath, and clapped the red-faced detective on the back in high good humor. “There simply had to be a bag somewhere!” he laughed. “This is the way of it, Strawn. , . . Nita and Sprague rowed last night. Sprague who stayed here and not Nita must have been through with him. Probably told him last night to clear his tilings out and not come back. She thought he had done so; probably he did leave before she got up. At any rate, she was so sure he was gone and his things with him that she and Lydia went to town this morning and left Ralph Hammond here to go through the place as freely as he liked, making his estimates on the job of finishing up the other half of this floor. And Ralph—But let that wait for the moment.” “Got any real proof that It was sprague who stayad here and -not the Hammond boy?” Strawn interrupted shrewdly. “I’m coming to the proof,” Dundee assured him, “or rather, the rest of the proof that I haven’t already given you. You’re damned hard to convince, chief! “But let me go on with my theory, which I think covers the facts. . . . At luncheon, when Nita received that note from Sprague, I imagine she got a hunch that he hadn’t taken her seriously, that he had not removed his belongings. “You remember Penny Crain said Nita had Lydia follow her into her bedroom, as soon as Nita got home from the luncheon? “Well, it’s my hunch that Nita asked Lydia if Sprague's things were gone when she cleaned these rooms this morning, and that Lydia said no. “Nita then probably told Lydia to pack them herself, and I feel positive that Lydia did so, for she , rhust have felt safe when she pro-

tested to me that Sprague was not Nita's lover. I also feel sure that ; Sprague arrived at least half an j hour before he said he did. by some pack path across the meadow; that he came up to these rooms that he considered his, found his things packed, but went about shaving and ! changing his shirt and collar, regardless. “I also feel sure that Lydia followed him upstairs to explain and impress upon him that Nita had meant what she said. And it is quite likely that she was not : through picking up after him when he descended by the back stairs and surprised Janet Raymond on the I fron: porch, “That accounts, of course, for Lydia's not hearing the kitchen bell ! the first time Mrs. Dunlap rang.” tt tt B “T TMM,” Strawn grunted. “What about the proofs you're holding back?” “Come along, chief—you, too, Carraway!” Dundee answered, and led the way into the bathroom. “I felt sure these rooms would yield a very definite clew, even though Sprague, when he sneaked back tonight to get his tell-tale bag, apparently made every effort to wipe his fingerprints off the furniture and bathroom fixtures. “Now, Carraway, if you’ll step upon this little stool and look along the top of this medicine cabinet, you’ll find what I found—and which I didn't touch.” The fingerprint expert did as he was told. When he stepped down he was holding, between the very tips of his fingers, a safety razor blaze. “No dust on it, you see,” Dundee pointed out. “Now if you don't find Dexter Sprague’s fingerprints on it, my whole theory topples.” “How am I going to know whose fingerprints they are till we get hold of Sprague?” Carraway asked reasonably. “We don’t need him—for that purpose. at least,” Dundee assured him. “Downstairs in the living room, on a little table in the southeast corner of the room, you’ll find a little red glass ash tray which no one but Dexter Sprague used all evening. It was clean and empty when I saw him use it first. I think you’ll find on it all the prints you need.” “So you think Sprague killed her because she was through with him?” Strawn asked. Dundee shook his head. ‘Since I don’t like Dexter Sprague a little bit, chief, I’d like to think so, but—” CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE Bonnie dundee-s first thought upon awakening that Sunday morning was that it might prove to be rather a pity that his new bachelor apartment, as he loved to call his three rooms at the top of a lodging house which had once been a fashionable private home, faced south and west, rather than east. At the Rhodes house, whose boarding house clamor and lack of privacy he had abandoned upon taking the flattering job and decent salary of special investigator attached to the district attorney’s office,” he had grown accustomed to using the hot morning sun upon his reluctant eyelids as an alarm clock. But—he continued the train of thought, after discovering by his watch that it was only B:4o—it was pretty darned nice having “diggings” like these. Quiet and private. For he was the only tenant now on the top floor. (To Be Continued)

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TARZAN AND THE LOST EMPIRE

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