Indianapolis Times, Volume 44, Number 161, Indianapolis, Marion County, 15 November 1932 — Page 15

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BEGIN here today The *tory open* with a prologue in which • murder it committed bv a homicidal maniac.. Later he board* a train for Long Inland, thinking of the pleaaan' week-end he 1* to have. The name of the murderer i* not disclosed. The scene ahifta to the Long liland , home of LINDA and TOM AVER ILL, married three year* and much in love. Linda announces that instead of three guest* over the week-end they are to have five. The guest* will be: COUSIN AMOS PEABODY, elderly, distant relative of Linda's who was in New York on business and Invited himself to visit the Avcrilla; CAPTAIN DE VOS. handsome Belgian representing a European perfume manufacturer with whom Averlll hopes to do business; MR. BTATLANDER, middle-western fhanager of the firm Averlll works for: MARVIN PRATT, former suitor of Linda’s whom she has not seen for several years, and LIAN RHAUOHNESSEY. Irish writer on a lecture tour. The guests arrive and almost immediately there is trouble At dinner Cousin Amos gets into a heated argument with Shaughnetsev. whom he denounces as a dangerous rebel for defending Gandhi's work in India. Bunty, an old watch dog. Is brutally killed during the night. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER FIVE (Continued) "I think breakfast is ready,” she said. ‘lf you men will excuse me a moment. I’ll see. Take Mr. Statlander into the breakfast room, Tom. I'll Just pop into the kitchen—” she bolted through the service door and stood a second or two In the short, cool passage. She wanted, oh, how she wanted, -to run upstairs and fling herself childishly across her bed and cry. That poor old dog, that darling Bunty! Tom was so mysterious—what could have happened? Resolutely she put her thoughts on the important, control-saving details of her housewifely duties. tt a u THE girls in the kitchen greeted her dejectedly. Stout Annie, queen of a magnificent new electric range, moved listlessly about this former treasure, seeming not to know or care what her short, competent hands were doing. Rosie abstractedly was filling a water pitcher. Both waited for Linda to speak. “It’s a shame about the poor old dog and you girls know how I feel,” she said. “But we’ve got company and we can’t let down before them. Mr. Averlll is in the breakfast room with one of the guests. Are , yon nearly ready?” More than' her matter-of-fact words, the appeal of her voice .caught and steadied them. Annie moved more briskly. Rosie counted over her assembled jam dishes, butter plates and covered muffins with a seeing eye. Satisfied that all now would move jmoothly, Linda went back down the narrow passage. As she emerged Khto the sunny entrance hall, brisk rsteps sounded on the stairs. Marvin Pratt was coming down, looking very thoroughly tubbed and shaved, rubbing his hands with anticipated appetite. 2Z She greeted him and they joined the others in the little room off the more formal dining room. ” Cousin Amos was already there—had been down some little while, he asserted proudly. “Roaming—unchallenged, this time—” with a flash of reminiscent injured dignity, “down to the very water’s edge and enjoying the cool, sweet air of the early morning. “I sometimes think,” he added, “that only those who really love nature, and want to see her at her best, gladly pay the price of a little lost'sleep to catch the charm and fragrance of the untainted morning hours.” At the reference to poor absurd Bunty’s misplaced zeal, Linda and Tom winced, but the talk drifted on and by common consent they did not bring the tragedy to the breakfast table. But it was to come up soon after, when a slam of the

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screen door announced an arrival and Lian Shaughnessey, bearing his breakfast tray, appeared with the smiling, guileless face of a schoolboy. “Oh. you shouldn’t have bothered, Mr. Shaughnessey! Rosie would have collected that!” “Sure and it was no bother to save t]ie girl the trip,” he asserted blithely. “And ’twas a thought for her and two for myself at that.” “A bit of my breakfast muffin saved, you see, to propitiate the wee white monster that set upon me in the dark last night as I entered my temporary abode. It took a kick that I’m sorry I made so lusty, the morning, to free me from the little beast’s attentions. “I’d have made my peace or bribed njy way across the grass, at least, but I didn’t encounter the little dog at all.” “I’m sorry Bunty troubled you last night," said Tom soberly. ‘‘She is—she was something of a watchdog. but I never knew her so suspicious before. I’d have shut her up or sent her away yesterday if

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I’d known she was going to persecute our guests. ‘‘l—l wish I had, for her sake, as well as for all of ours," he went on, realizing that there was no use avoiding, mention of what must seem, to all these strangers, a minor domestic tragedy. “Bunty won’t bother any of you any more. She —died—ln the night.” “Ah—distemper?” Cousin Amos looked rather alarmed. “Perhaps that accounts. Will you have her— I understand they test the brain—” “She wasn’t mad and she won’t be examined,” Tom broke in savagely. “The old dog was simply mangled to atoms, Cousin Amos, on the very lawn. Mr. Shaughnessey speaks of some time after we all went to bed. a it A N outburst of startled exclamations interrupted him. “You mean deliberately killed? . . . Any traces . . .?” . . . “Did you say there’d been burglars—?” “Deliberately killed—no traces—and there have been burglars operating around these parts since the

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summer homes began opening in the spring. It may be—” “Poor little devil!” The Irishman’s voice vibrated with the rich, sentimental tenderness of his race. “I’m sorry for that . kick—l am that!’ Tom glared at him. He knew the little dog had not deserved such rough treatment and now specially he could not forgive it. “You —you couldn't help it.” Linda tried to palliate the sin. “She did move quickly for an old dog, sometimes, and you must have been surprised—” “We both were!” Shaughnessey laughed with the hearty abandon of the easily amused and then checked himself at his host’s glance of disapproval. “I’ll be back in a moment—” said Linda suddenly, and fled upstairs. The men watched her, ill at ease.

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Then, abruptly deciding that the rest could content themselves a while without him, Averill excused himself and followed her. Halfway up the stairs he met the Belgian, coming down, and returned his suave greeting with curt brevity. Then, repenting, he stopped and turned. “Excuse me, De Vos. We’re a bit upset this morning. No, nothing serious. Be down shortly. You’ll find the others in the sunroom— ’’ Averill did not find Linda enjoying the relaxation of “a good cry” as he expected. Instead, she was sitting on the edge of the bed, very calm and poised but facing the door as though waiting for him. When he did come she spoke in a tone of concentrated fury. “Tom—you're dead sure it wasn’t an accident?”

“Couldn't have been, honey. The poor old dog was—well, just smashed!” “Well, then—do you realize that whoever did it is right in this house now?” “Linda!” He was shocked into a seriousness he seldom betrayed. "What on earth ? Why ?” “Reason enough. I told’you last night that every man of the lot has a terrible temper—the sort that would break out into goodness-knows-what. “Bunty did behave badly—l can’t think why. Several of them had trouble with her and others might have. Mr. Shaughnessey admits he kicked her." “I think that mles him out." Tom was so satisfattory. No matter how unreasonable one’s notions, he always gave them fair consideration. “He wouldn’t own up to it

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so quickly. Besides, he may be hot-tempered and impetuous, but that ” tt tt LINDA’S lips set more firmly. “He’s strong as an ox. And if he were annoyed—look how furious he got at Cousin Amos last night. He was just white with rage. I could see his hands shake! “I wouldn't have been surprised if he'd strangled him! But, then, every one of them could have done it!" “Linda, darling, don't say that! Probably it was that burglar gang.” “In the first place, burglars poison dogs and get rid of them quietly. They don’t bother to—to mess them up the way you describe. “That takes sudden temper. And then, if it were burglars, why didn’t they go ahead and burgle when the dog was out of the way?”

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“May have been afraid the fuss was overheard.” ’ “Was the place locked up?” “Oh. sure. But. of course, with so many windows—" “Can’t you look on them for scratches or something?” “Yes. and I can ask all the people here to try to remember whether they heard any noises or disturbance last night.” “Os course, probably every one—except the one who did it—went right off to sleep. I know I did.” “So did I. But Linda—” “What?” Shaughnessey didn’t go over to the garage by himself. I walked along the roadway with him and stood right at the edge of the grass until he went in the door. I didn’t see Bunty then.” They looked at each other. (To Be Continued)

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