Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 142, Indianapolis, Marion County, 23 October 1931 — Page 24

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Rich r.u} r £’Vi H KRE TODAY fnnVrtTr-i and J^ 8 JUPITER is robbed and *hi r u r * d i , dur *nK n eniaßement party tIARKNFRB nB ’. or her retßrv. MARY rnniV" , 8 Mln 8 scaoeersce brother hP);?I E - ,**' aupoosed to have been in the RUYTHER, blue-blooded voun<r Marv * fiance, advises her to JL e 55 about having arranged to ?T£ t .£ dd ,!' ! seeretlv. until he can locate the bov. Eddie has dUanoeared. teinSr' * mald - BEBSIE. from telUng BOWEN, police reoorter for the *! r v about Ed dle'* atiDPosed visit. Dirs shatf hat he has found Eddie and will take her to see him that afternoon. Dirk oversleeps and Bowen drives Marv Jo the rendezvous. Eddie I*. run down ev a oar as he crosses the street to meet Marv - Delirious in the hosDttal. he mumbles about a fly. .NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER NINE FJ' DDIE did not recover conscious- -/ ness sufficiently to tell his version of the story before he died There were hours of suspense, for he was young and dying did not come easy to him, even with a fracturod skull. But he was weak—he’hadn’t eaten much for days, according to the examining doctor, who also was puzzled by the presence of dark bruises on his body But in the absence of any other information, he attributed these to his fall. Sometimes he moved restlessly and babbled. “Maybe he’s trying to tell us something,” Mary suggested But the others did not believe it; they were pityingly silent. Bowen drew Dirk aside out of Mary’s hearing and let his wrath explode. Dirk blamed himself miserably for his failure to reach the rendezvous at the appointed time, and what the -eporter had to tell him did not make him any happier “I tell you 1 saw it! It was mur-der-pure murder! Two feet farther over, and they’d have got me, too. By God, to get that guy I’d turn this town upside down!” “Get away?” “Clean I tell you it was all carefully calculated to the minute. Whoever it was took a big chance, swinging around under those L pillars. Just as he turned the corner he flooded the carburetor and the number-plate was hidden by smoke.” “But why should any one yant to kill the boy?” Bowen shrugged. “I've got an idea he knows something about this Jupiter killing.” Ruyther looked at him sharply. “Ah, the kid didn't do it, I don’t mean that,” the reporter answered. “I’ll bet my hat this was a professional job. Somebody did the Jupiter job and hung it on Eddie. And when he went to tell, they goi him. That’s how I figure it.” “Perhaps you’re right,” Dick rc- i joined stiffly. He did not Want to talk to Bowen, but one thing bothered him. “What time was it when you and Miss Harkness reached the corner? Did you notice?” “Four-ten. I looked at my watch before I hunted a telephone to call the office.” Dirk turned away, savage with regret. If he’d been punctual, Eddie might have been living yet. He was convinced the thing was an accident. Newspapermen lived with sensation until they saw it where it did not exist. ’ If he had been disposed to think that someone had wished Eddie’s death, the antagonism he felt for the other man made him veer to the opposite view. a u a HE could not have explained the stiffness that came into his manner when talking to the newspaper man, but it was strongly rooted and came from two causes. An aversion to publicity was bred in the conservative bones of the Ruyther clan. And there was something more, something about the way the absurd fellow’s gaze followed Mary that stirred all that was proprietary in Dirk’s love. There is a mysterious telegraph by which men in love with the same woman recognize each other. Ridiculous as the idea was, Dirk felt constrained. Bowen pursued his questioning, too absorbed in speculation to notice the other’s stiffness. Already a plan was forming in his mind, apd if he found enough confirmation of his suspicions, well—he might be on the trail of a bigger story than he had thought. “How did you get in touch with Harkness, by the way—do you mind

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telling me?” he asked thoughtfully. I “I confess he had me thinking him guilty—until I saw this. Too plain to miss.” “Why,” said Dirk, hesitating, j “he called me up this morning. He 1 really said very little. Said he had; tried to reach Mary, but the line j was busy and he couldn't wait. “So he called me instead. I said, •Where are you?’ and he said ‘l’ll tell you when I see you.’ Then he told me to bring Mary and meet him at the corner you took her to at 4 o’clock sharp. “If I’d been there on time! But ” he gulped down the fact of his mother’s responsibility for the tragedy—“but I was—detained.” “How did he seem? Frightened? Hurried? Anything queer about it, ! I mean?” “We—ell,” Dirk considered, disliking the reversal of roles in j which he found himself.' He was 1 usually the interrogator himself. On the other hand, he knew that a refractory witness does himself j no good, so he answered courteously ' enough. “I got the impression he didn’t j want to be overheard, perhaps. I couldn’t say there was anything j more than that in his manner, i Nothing very damning in that, I should say. “Quite natural under less peculiar ! circumstances than these. I was just about to ask him for an explanation when he seemed to—become j hurried, suddenly. He said ‘I can’t talk now,’ and added what sounded I like—‘the fly’s buzzing around,’ — i and hung up. Sounded rather silly. ; I wonder what he meant?” He broke off suddenly, remember- j ing that he was talking to a reporter, i “Some kid stuff, probably. Very likely meant nothing at all.” Bowen masked the interest this information hod for him. “Oh, very likely. Funny, though—he’s been talking about a fly in there.” He nodded toward the door of the hospital room. “Mmm. Well, I’ll be getting along. I’ll fix it with the hospital to call | me if he dies. Kane’s coming over, i I expect?” Dirk nodded reluctantly. "He’s * on his way. Wants to talk to the kid if there’s any chance at all.” The door of the boy’s room opened j a crack, and a nurse beckoned. “Mr. Ruyther? Please!” Dirk pushed hurriedly inside, where there was : the sound of hushed sobbing. The I nurse closed the door, shutting her- ! self and Bowen out. “He’s gone,” she j said. Bowen said, “Where’s the i nearest ‘phone?” and bolted, a a a IN the weeks that followed Eddie’s death the one thing happened that Mary never had dreamed could happen. That was that nothing happened at all. The days went by as usual and there was no news of the sort she wanted to hear. DaV after day her hopes rose, only to crumble again. The big black car had got away clean; no one but Bowen and herself apparently witnessed that lightning swerve that had killed as neatly and deliberately as a bullet, and the speeding car had swung around the corner before any one thought ! to look at the number. In no time at all, it had turned into Fifth avenue, apparently, and in the late Saturday afternoon crush of traffic been effectively concealed. At first Mary was incredulous. It wasn’t right or possible that such a thing could be. Complete immunity for such a cold-blooded murderer upset all her ideas of justice and led her to think not kindly of a Providence that let such things be. The private investigators hired by Mr. Jupiter to study his wife’s murder—they were the two men who had been hired to protect her and had failed so dismally—were joined by two of their confreres. But the search led nowhere. There were numerous Lorimers in town, even a few aluminum-fitted “special jobs,” but they were ail in t v - possession of well-to-do citizens with the most unassailable reputaS tions. The car that had dealt the ; death blow had vanished off the face of the earth. Probably, they reckoned, locked iin a private garage somewhere, } where it would remain until the affair should have been forgotten. 1 whence it would emerge repainted.

And, unless there was a tipoff. might go undetected altogether. Ii it had been a “hot" car (thatstolen), it would have been fcunH deserted. The fact that it was owned privately added to the strength cf the rapidly growing theory—now that the first flush of indignation had passed—that Eddie’s death was an accident, and not, as George Bowen of the Star alone among the metropolitan news writers, insisted, caused by a “murder car.” At last last Bawen bowed to the strength of opposite opinion .apparently, for he stopped chiding the police department for* its imbecility, and even stopped writing any more about the case. None was happier at his sudden silence than Inspector James Kane. an n MARY had fed her starving hopes on his persistently optimistic stories. .When they stopped, she fplt alone as the champion of a loif cause. Mr. Jupiter was preoccupied, living withdrawn from all contacts except his daily consultation with the private detectives. Dirk wa? kindness itself; there was something so gently protective, almost paternal, in his attitude toward her nowadays that she was deeply touched by every new manifestation of his tenderness. But he was trying a case in court and had no time to give to a per-*, sonal investigation. He was loath to talk about; the subject, even. His whole intention during their brief hours together seemed to be to draw her mind away from past* ! grief. He wanted to abandon their plans lor a formal wedding, and be married at once. But Mary shook her head. “Wait,' she counseled. “You don’t want a weeping bride. Ad I can’t forget —Eddie—just yet.” He had to be content. He was* no more successful in inducing her to leave what Bowen’s somewhat lurid newspaper persisted in calling the “Murder Mansion,” and/ come to stay at his mother’s house until the wedding. “I’ve promised Dr. Jordan to stay until Bruce Jupiter comes home,” she said. Presently the daily “conferences” with the detectives stopped, and one day there were no stories in any of the papers relating to the Jupiter murder, except one small routine item, headed “Jupiter Murder Probe Lags, No New Developments Expected. Says Kane.” Mary knit her brows over this. She resolved to go to see the inspector herself, and ask him what it meant. Kane greeted Her as usual. He was walking up and down, looking out the window, now and then pausing to look at her expectantly. That air of his puzzled her; it had from the beginning. He sat down opposite with an air of “Well what have you to tell me?” She - ' showed him the newspaper article. “Oh, sure,” he said. “We never had a chance from the beginning. Nothing much we can do but wait,” “But you kept telling the newspapers that you went about to find the murderer!” she reproached him. Disappointment made her bold. “Why did you say that, if you didn’t think so?” Kane struck the newspaper contemptuously with the back of his hand. “Oh, you’ve got to give ’em something to chew on,” he said. “Far as I’m concerned, the case is closed. We don’t know the whole story, but we know—enough.” (To Be Continued)

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