Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 140, Indianapolis, Marion County, 21 October 1931 — Page 17

OCT. 21, 1031

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. BEGIN hire today Old MRS. JUPITER, wife of the millionaire automobile manufacurer, gives •n engagement dinner and dance for her aecretaarv MARY HARKNESS. who Is to marry DIRK RUYTHER. blue-blooded young lawyer. Mary receives a teleohone call from jwr acawgraco brother. EDDIE, saving he Is In trouble and must see her. The house la strictly guarded against "gatecrashers." because Mrs. Jupiter is wearing th famous Jupiter rubles. Mary arranges for Eddie to be admitted secretly. When she goes upstairs to meet him. she finds Mrs. Jupiter robbed and murdered in her room. Seeking Dtrlc. she finds him with CORNELIA TABOR, his childhood sweetheart. Dirk advises her to keep silent about Eddie until he can locate the bov. BOWEN, reporter for the Star, shows unusual Interest In the case. Marv catches BESSIE, a maid, trying to tell Bowen of Eddie's supposed visit. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER SEVEN THERE was time for a lunch tray and a nap before she must be ready to meet Dirk. He had not said so, but Mary felt that they must be going to see Eddie. Impatience made her restless, but weariness finally put her to sleep. When Della woke her there was just time for a quick tub and into her clothes before Dirk was due to arrive. She put the little black silk dress on again— it was all she had that was suitable. But she brightened it with a beige fur Jacket and toque, and pinned on her shoulder a few of the freshest buds from last night's corsage of tea-roses, now blooming in water on her dressing-table. Dirk had had tears enough from her and Cornelia both, she thought fondly. Mrs. Jupiter if she knew, wuodl not mind her brightening up a bit for his sake To make up for what weeping and worry had done to her eyes, she made her mouth vivid with lipstick. She just had patted and pulled into place on each cheek shining loops of dark, mahogany-brown hair, and was looking for fresh gloves, when the parlor-maid, Bessie, appeared at the door. “Gentleman to see you, Miss Harkness.” Mary looked around, surprised at the crispness and formality of the girl’s tone. Bessie’s mouth was faintly malicious; her nose was lifted superciliously. With all her effort at nonchalance, though, telltale red overspread her features; she looked exactly like the cat that had lapped up the cream. “You haven’t been talking to that reporter any more, have you, Bessie?” asked Mary sharply. ‘They’re not going to blame me for that, Miss Mary!” “They won’t blame you, silly! It will all be explained very shortly. But you mustn’t talk about it to any one Just yet. “I would have spoken to you about it last night, Bessie, only I trusted to your good judgment to keep still.” The railty of this plea was apparent to her even as she made it. Bessie’s eyes shifted away. “I don’t want the police coming after me,” she repeated. Mary forced a laugh. “They won’t. Os course it was very wrong to leave the door open as you did, Bessie. Any one might have come in and I’m terribly afraid someone did. “Oh, I’m not blaming you,” she held out her hand placatingly as Bessie’s eyes flashed resentfully. “I’m blaming myself for not having attended to it. I'd no business leaving it to you.” “My place was in the dining room, you know that, Miss Mary!” the. girl said, accusingly. “It was Barclay’s place to watch the door.” “I know that,” Mary agreed wearily. She must not give way to her fears before the girl, she remembered, and drew herself up with a reassuring smile. “Well, it’s possible we’ve neither of us anything to feel to blame for,” she said. “After all, we don’t know that any one came in then. Not even Mr. Eddie. In fact, I don’t believe he came at all.” tt a a THE maid’s look of Interest surprised her. “Oh! It was Mr. Eddie you were expecting?” “Why, yes,” said Mary, wonderingly. “Why?" It was a mistake, but the name had slipped out before she thought. She couldn't remember whether she had mentioned Eddie at the time she spoke to the maid last

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night, or not; if she had, the girl had probably forgotten, and now she had reminded her again. But why did the maid care?” “Nothing. Only—” “Only what?” The maid lowered her voice fearfully. "Does Mr. Jupiter know?” Mary flushed. Why shouldn't he?” sh equivocated. “I don't think he'd like It, if he knew.” “Eddie? But surely—he’s always come to see me whenever he liked! As for it’s being so late—or rather, so early he knew there was a party and he wasn’t disturbing anyone!” Immediately she regretted having attempted to justify her actions to the servant. She turned away to bring the subject to an end. But Bessie lingered, unconvinced. Firm conviction that Mary was about to be ejected from the household in disfavor, made her bold. And jealousy of the girl who was in her eyes, no more than a fellowservant, but who gave herself such airs, sharpened her tongue for the thrust. She shook her head reprovingly. “He shouldn’t ought to have come back like that,” she said righteously, “not after Mr. Jupiter told him what he did.” “Told him? Mr. Jupiter? When was this?” “Last week when your brother came. You was out, and Mr. Jupiter came down to see him in the library. “And Mr. Jupiter told him he was a young smart aleck that needed a lesson and he wouldn’t give a penny to pay a gambler's debts.” Mary leaned weakly against the dressing-table. “Eddie was here, and I didn’t know it? What else—did they say?" “I think he wanted to borrow a lot of money. Oh, a lot of money. But Mr. Jupiter told him he was a disgrace to his sister, and to go out and earn it like a man. “And he told him he was headed for a gambler’s grave if he went on as he was doing, and not to show his face here again. Your brother just was going and he called him back and said: ‘For your sister’s sake, I’ll give you a job.’” Bessie warmeed to her subject, inspired by the impression she was creating- on the girl she disliked. “Perhaps I shouldn't ought to tell you ” Mary faltered. “What did Eddie say?” “Oh, he didn’t say much—he just looked at him. And he said: “No, thank you. I might have known you wouldn’t understand.’ “I felt sorry for the kid, honest! He looked—sick and he stood so stiff and straight. I let him out—it was Spence’s day off and he was at the pictures. He stood outside the door a min-ute-honest, I thought he was gonna cry. And then he went away.” n u tt SHE waited, but there was no appreciative response from her audience. Mary was staring past her dazedly into the face of a deeper humiliation than she ever had known. “So you see.” the maid finished, “he didn’t ought to have come back like that. I wouldn’t ever have said a word, if I’d known.” “You’ve told Mr. Jupiter, then?” ‘'Not him. The reporter. Well, he asked me,” she bridled virtuously, “and what could I say?” “You might have said nothing.” Mary thought, but she was too occupied with this new phase of things to reproach the girl. After all, one had only to glimpse that pretty, shallow face to know that loyalty was not in her. And technically she was perfectly in the right. “I wasn’t going to have them blaming me!” Bessie repeated by way of excuse. Mary waved her away, and with a defiant swish of trim gray skirts she left the room. Mr. Jupiter was having his postluncheon nap and there was no time to see him anyway. It was nearly 3 by her wrist-watch and Dirk was waiting. She hurried down the stairs. But the man who rose from a half-sitting, half-reclining position in the big armchair by the library fire was not Dirk. It w T as the Star reporter, Bowen.

Mary turned to go, but he halted her with a word. ‘‘Please, Miss Harkness—don’t go. I must see you lor a minute.” Mary looked about uncertainly for Dirk. He must be here somewhere —or was this the ‘‘gentleman to see you,” whom Bessie had announced? “I’m sorry, I can’t talk to you. Fm going out. And besides,” she bit her lips to still their tell-tale trembling, and her voice broke, “I’m too upset.” Bowen had reached her side with agility remarkable in a man of his generally rotund appearance. So far as tact would permit, he had placed himself between her and the door, and cut off her retreat. It was presumption, but this was a big story and he couldn’t afford to fail. “I know I must seem a callous brute,” he said, "asking you questions just at this time. But in the very nature of things, you know, news can’t wait. And there’s something that you and no one else, can tell me—” tt tt a MARY said resignedly, “I suppose you mean about my brother.” And could not resist adding, “I should have thought your interviews with the servants would have given you all the material you need.” “Let’s get down to business, Miss Harkness. Why didn’t you tell Inspector Kane that your brother was here last night?” “Because,” Mary retorted, “I don’t know that he was. And neither does any one else ” “You expected him, though?” “Yes. He telephoned me about half after 12 that he was in trouble, and must see me at once. The maid should have let him in. “You understand that was necessary, because no one was being admitted except invited guests. But she was busy, and she carelessly left the door unlocked. “No one came, or went, that we know of. I locked the door again myself, after I came down from —up there.” “But someone might have come and gone, you admit that. And it might have been your brother. And during that time—how long was it? —about twenty minutes altogether —Mrs. Jupiter was robbed and killed.” “Yes. But Eddie had nothing to do with it. I'm as sure of that as I am of God.” Their eyes met and held. “You believe me, don’t you?” Before the sincerity in the girl’s gray eyes, Bowen found himself saying “Yes,” and meaning it. “You won’t put anything in your paper about it, will you?” Bowen hesitated, but only for a minute. “I have to, Miss Harkness.” There was real regret in his voice. “You couldn’t wait until I see my brother and find out what he knows?” “Perhaps I could do that. When are you seeing him?” “This afternoon. Now. As soon as Mr. Ruyther comes.” She looked at hec wrist watch. Dirk had not come, and it was long past the hour! He was not in the house, evidently; worriedly, she took up the telephone, and called his home. The newspaper man’s zeal for a beat began to gleam in Bowen’s eyes. The spell that beauty in distress had cast over him for the moment abated before the thrilling realization that the biggest story in years was in reach of his hand. Lovely this girl might be, and ever so innocent, but her brother was a red-handed murderer, if ever there was one, according to his way of thinking. “May I go with you?” he asked, eagerly. “Whatever your brother’s story is, it must be told some time, and if I cov'.ld get to him first ” But Mary was not listening; she was waiting tensely while a maid went to call Dirk to the telephone. Presently a woman’s tones came drifting over the wire. Mrs. Ruyther’s. “Oh, Mary,” she said, languidly, “Dirk asked me to call him, but the poor boy is sleeping so soundly! I hadn’t the heart to wake him. Can’t it wait awhile, whatever it is?” (To Be Continqed)

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