Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 169, Indianapolis, Marion County, 24 November 1931 — Page 11

NOV. 24, 1931.

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begin here today THt.- Al sn v har KNESB Plots to ensnare ) K,„rJ' who sh believe* "framed” imLE^' ls ' with murder of old JUPITER, and later ran Eddie hv Hnwir*. k111,,<5 him. Bhe is aided e^? W^.ret>ortfr I° T ‘he Star. Mar. s onfiff- DIf l K RUYTHER. believes Eddie “ noivHtf do police. BRUCE JUPITER returns from Europe 9* woman friend and is ordered out * father, who makes Marv h.s heir. Bruce vows to rout Marv. who he thinks fca Kold-dtsirer. uirk forbids Marv to see Bowen or continue the Investlzatlon. She eoes to on the Jupiter vacht. hoplne The FiV will be at Hialeah to see his horse run. She meets COUNT DE LOMA. De I/ima 1* listed as the owner of The Tiv's horee. MR. JUPITER has a car of ne same make as that used bv the murderer. but he explains it was bouzht <r experimental purposes. He finds Edge's t. Q. u. for *15.000 in a pocket alt tne ear. Bowen overhears Bruce and Louise cuarrellne because she cannot explain where she zot a diamond bracelet. Louise •avg it is Marv's. „ Bruce makes "Tier zive the bracelet to Marv. who discovers it was stolen from Mrs. Jupiter the nizht she wa - killed, t-iarninz that The Flv is in the hotel. Marv zocs to nut the bracelet in the hotel safe NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE fContinued). Impulsively, she asked for it, and when It had been located, and she had signed the slip, she tucked it into her handbag carefully. It might have been better to have had someone with her, she reflected a trifle uneasily. On the other hand, it might be better tactics to do it in the most obvious manner possible. The fascinating psychology of "The Purloined Letter” had left its impress on her, too. a a a AN instant later she was to doubt her Poe and regret that she had ever heard of him. For as she turned about, through the open door she saw De Loma standing at the desk! Apparently he had not seen her. He was standing with his back half-turned away, looking out into the lobby. But she could not be sure that he had not turned about .just an instant before she herself had turned. Why, he could not have helped seeing her if he had faced the desk! The scene in the manager’s office was directly in front of his eyes. How had he come there so quick* ly, and why, Perhaps it was merely chance. Perhaps he had not been fooled by that telephone call of Bates*—had suspected it was merely an attempt to locate him while the necklace was in transit. But, what to do now? If she reached the elevator, she would have to cross the lobby and he would see her. She might ask the manager to accompany her to her room. She was about to ask his assistance, when a second glance through the doorway showed that De Loma had gone. She waited a few minutes in the semi-darkness just outside the manager’s office, to give De Loma time to leave the place. Then she took a deep breath, like a swimmer about to plunge in, and stepped out boldly on a straight line for the elevator. She was holding her breath until that haven was reached, and when she set foot in it at last, and saw that it was empty, she uttered a deep relieved sigh, and sagged against the wall of the elevator. Now, if the operator would only hurry. ... He did—but not in time. A tall figure entered, removed his hat at sight of a woman passenger, looked again, apparently became aware of her identity for the first time, and exclaimed, ‘‘Miss Harkness! How nice to see you again!” It was De Loma. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX HER frightened heart thudded in her ears till she hardly could speak. The operator's broad, ma-roon-clad back was toward her, but Mary saw with joy that he was young, husky and might be useful ih a scrap. • “Did I startle you?” She hadn’t spoken—only smiled, rather feebly. “Oh, no,” she said quickly. “I just was thinking of something else.” “I did startle you?” the suave voice went on. “I’m sorry. Won’t you let me make amends? Have some tea on the roof and perhaps we can practice a bit—for tonight!” (Practice a bit, indeed —Mary thought. That’s clever of you.) She said, “Oh, thank you, but I haven’t time. Time to dress for

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dinner. I just ran down to—to get my mail.’’ Instantly she was sorry for that fib for she was sure De Loma had seen her at the safe and was perfectly aware what her errand had been. Instinctively she clutched i the handbag under her arm more ! tightly. Even a less interested and astute person than The Fly would have j caught the gesture and been promptly informed that the bag held valuables. Mary realized this even as her taut nerves betrayed her into the give-away gestures she regretted. The car stopped at her door. “I’ll see you tonight?” she said and moved to leaves the car. In pressing his invitation, De Loma had stepped between her and j the door. He was facing her, his ; hat in his hands. As if just aware that he was : blocking her way, he murmured, j “Oh, pardon me!” and backed off the car. Mary stepped off, after him. It was the only thing she could do, although she realized with horror, even as she did so, that she was about to be left alone with the man there in the hall. ana THE elevator operator was about to close the door when De ! Loma lifted his hat to the girl and ' stepped on the car again. “Tonight,” he said gallantly, and his bow was cut short as the door slammed and the car shot upward. It was only then that Mary, slightly dazed by the swiftness of what had happened, looked about and saw Bates. He was standing at one side, apparently waiting for a descending elevator. Hands in his trousers’ pockets, a key ring jingling, a low whistle coming from his lips, he was apparently the most casual figure possible. T “Oh,” Mary cried. “Oh!” She I clasped the detective shamelessly ; about the neck and kissed him a resounding smack on either dusty ; cheek. “My hero! How did you happen to be there—you saved me | —l’m sure he meant to get off, but when he saw you, he didn’t ” “Just waiting for an elevator, believe it or not,” Bates replied. “But why—what’s he following you for?” Mary told him in a whisper. Not that wlrsperirg now would do the least good. Bates looked grave. “You’d better stick pretty close to home base,” he warned. “Didn’t know you were getting that out yet. I'm getting the boys organized now. Was just going out to the yacht to see Hendricks.” He stopped and chewed his lip thoughtfully. “But if you’ve got that here, I’d better stick around.” a a a THEY moved down the hall, talking in undertones. “I'm sorry!” Mary apologized. “But I thought he was safe in his room. And I had some other things to lock up and it seemed like as good a time as any—” “'S all right,” Bates muttered back “You were O. K. But you see I was right. He’s on the prowl.” “Oh, maybe it just happened. Maybe I just imagine—” Mary began. “Tut, tut, sister! Believe me when I say he probably knows as much about your affairs as you do, right now.” “Now,” Bates continued briskly, “I’ll put you in your room and then I’ll go summon the boys. We can have our little conference here as well as anywhere else—if we’re careful about it.” The detective entered her room first and looked about. He raised the window, lay across its sill on his back for some minutes and studied the surrounding windows. There was a fire-escape which zig-zagged downward some distance away—from which it would be possible for a man to swing to the small decorative iron balcony which enc’osed the lower half of her window. Bates pulled his head in, flushed with his efforts, and brushed off his hands. “Well, I think you’re safe enough from that direction,” he said, and inspected the bathroom which had no other door. “Now, lock your door when I go out and if you see

or hear anything that frightens you I’ll be right in the next room. Pound on the wall.” “Or telephone?” Mary suggested. Somehow the wall-tapping business sounded too Mata Harl—she suspected detectives of going in for theatrical behavior where theatrical behavior was not always strictly necessary. “And have your throat cut while you're trying to get the operator?” he said. “Come here and I’ll show you how to lock this door.” Now that the necklace was immediately in his keeping, Bates was a different man from the lounging, lackadaisical “inventor” he had been impersonating for days. He manipulated the locks swiftly, and Mary watched. When he went out she obeyed meekly—pushing all the various catches several times to make certain they locked. Asa matter of fact, in pushing them about she became confused and when she at last felt herself satisfied with them, she had really succeeded in unlocking the door quite thoroughly. Mary did not realize this for some time, however. She had bathed, done her nails and her .hair, and had just wriggled into the Paris dress, when a tap came at the door. She did not answer. The knob turned slowly. a a a AS the doorknob turned, Mary watched in fascinated terror, she picked up the first heavy object her hand touched—a silver jewel box from her dresser—and waited ready to hurl it if the intruder were De Loma. The door opened and the countess slipped in, looking backward into the hall. “Oh!” Mary cried angrily. “You frightened me half to death!” The countess signaled for silence. “Let me have it, quick!” she whispered, darting anxious glances into the hall. “Bruce is in the bath.” “Have what? Oh, you mean the bracelet?” Mary asked. “Oh, my dear, I put it in the safe!” The countess’ head jerked about; her shocked eyes fastened on Mary suspiciously. “You don’t think I’d leave it lying about, do you?” Mary laughed, mildly defensive. “In a hotel room?” The countess closed the door. The blazing eyes had narrowed. Slowly hands on hips, She idled forward until she was within a foot of the girl. “So!” she hissed. “You think you will trick me, eh? I knew you would try that. Well, you will return that bracelet to me now, or I will scratch your eyes out! Do you understand?” “Why—how awful you are!” Mary gasped in horror that was real enough. “What are you suggesting? Os course you will have your bracelet —in the morning!” “Tonight!” Mary shook her head inflexibly. The French woman breathed heavily for a minute, during which Mary knew actual bodily fear of the tigress she had aroused. Then slowly the other woman relaxed. A mocking smile curved the corners of her mouth down. “Oh, nnno?” She rolled the consonant fearsomefully. a a a MARY turned indifferently to the mirror, touched her hair idly with her fingertips. Like a flash, a hand shot out and snatched the chamois bag lying on. the dresser. The intruder backed away swiftly to the door with it, laughing triumphantly. Mary threw herself at her, but the other woman held her off, ripping open the talon fastener to plunge a swift, white hand into the depths of the bag. (To Be Continued)

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