Indianapolis Times, Volume 44, Number 203, Indianapolis, Marion County, 3 January 1933 — Page 11

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CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT LINDA-frowned. “I wish I'd been there! I always seem left out Os all the rx' men;." "Child, you've had plenty!” observed her husband severely. “Enough to last the rest of your life. Well—l wouldn't say a word until Id s'en you. but, Kathleen chased me out and then the others caught me and I couldn't get out of It. But. believe me, I handed those birds plenty to think about!” * "Tom! You didn’t let them know' We suspected them?” “Didn't I? With full particulars —every man had It coming to him. Shaughne:: ey Ye red up like a sport and the rest had to take it and like “Marvin?" “Weil, I sort of weakened there. I held out on the book. Later I did speak about it when I was alone a moment wr.h him and I was darned glad I'd had the sense to keep quiet t b fr. • :; rt t. "He nearly died even then—being accused of committing murder \ as nothing to the agony of bring reminded of that early error. Remember I spoke of his acting embarrassed when we met—how' he sort of backed up against the bookcase and fended me off? He’d jtist caught sight of his Literary Lanse, the skeleton in the closet, or rather in the drawing room.” "Some day when I have more time,” said Linda dreamily, "I must look up Marvin’s little opus.” , "Not if Marvin knows it. He confiscated it- with my permission—and you'll have to bind and gag him and search his baggage to get at it.” "But how did Cousin Amos—?” "Hadn’t he a genius for troublemaking? Well, when I came downfit,airs Marvin was jtist about to snake it out and of course he was caught at it. Later he got back and was about to make off with it as nonchalantly as lie could when he Baw Cousin Amos’ eye on him. "So Marvin still trying to be offhand and probably putting up as 'poor a blufT as possible shoves the book under those garden magazines on the center table. Os course he didn't fool the old man for a minute and t lie next time he came to look for it it was gone. "Cousin Amos, of course. But Marvin didn’t know that and he lived in some suspense—l may say some suspense—!’ "Don’t gloat; it isn’t becoming,” paid his wife loftily. "Then of course Cousin Amos held Marvin up on his way out—when he pretended to us that he was going to read those stuffy old essays or whatever.” a an late emperor of Rome A would appreciate your estimate of his deathless prose.” Tom returned the snub with interest. "Yes Marcus Aurelius was blind, all right, but Cousin Amos must have already assimilated considerable Asiatic folklore, for I gather Ids commends when he stopped Marvin were—well, Biblical in an Old - Testament - prophet-calling-down-fire-and-brimstone sort of way, if you know what I mean.” "Contamination of his presence,” murmured Linda rein niscently. "Oh, yes. Said he wasn’t fit to associate with us—or rather with , you, darling—the sweet young wife, t hardly more than a child —” “How simply outrageous! What did ho think I was—couldn’t I stand a little— Tommy, dearest, what was in the old book anyhow?” "Coming now to Mr. Statlander,” declaimed her husband oratorically. | "I’ll find out some day,” murmured Linda. “There’s another dunderhead. What do you suppose he’s been up to?” “I’d like very much to know, dear,” replied his wife with suspicious meekness. "First place, he’s leaving Valeska. Going with Rosemary Lynn, our bitterest rival in the beauty business, you know. "Didn't think he should tell me before he told Valeska herself, but he’s been simply twittery about winding up his affairs and at the same time trying to hold the tidings back. Wish he'd choked on ’em!” „ "That explains the valedictory air!” "And there's more to come. Lean on this, Bir.ks. He has a wife and five daughters!” "But what has this to do with mo?" inquired Linda dramatically. “He hasn't shown signs of a guilty passion for me, if that’s what you’re hinting. Considers me as useless and exasperating a person as he ever knew.” "You wrong him. His passion isn't guilty—but he confesses shyly to ’a warm affection’ —that’s the exact term- for your charming self.” "What? He can’t bear me!” “Every word true.” “I’d like to see him look at some one he really did detest.” remarked Linda emphatically. When I think ,of the gloomy, disapproving looks I have been getting— Can you prove it?” 0 8 8 m \ BSOLTTELY. The way he behaved when you questioned him. He thought you thought Cousin Amos committed suicide. That way whv he kept ducking the subject. while you, of course, thought that he saw you were hinting at murder. "He tried to set your mind at rest, to make you believe it simply was an accident. I gather that none of the six Statlander females * would question anything he asserted.” "Then he straightened the railings so they wouldn't suggest Cousin Amos? I never would have given him credit for so much consideration!” "Well —” Tom’s mouth twitched. “There was another reason, too. Binks. His new job will be in New York. He heard me telephoning—knew this place is for sale—” "A great light breaks! That's why he asked so many questions—?” "And looked up fireplaces—” "And wanted to know how many servants it took to run it.”

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, "He calculates on having just one. j He says all six Statlander females ! are handy about the house.” | "They’ll have to be!” "So you sec the place was already in his mind's eye and he just was tidying up his own property when he fixed the railings.” i ‘ But why did he look away?” "There we did surprise a guilty . secret. He was no end fussed when Shaughnessey popped that out. You know his line about climbing Rockies and Himalayas and the re.t?” “Was it all a fake?” "No, he did it all right—but years ago. He developed that kind of phobia that can t endure heights—- \ wants to jump off and all that. "Os course he's a nut on his phy- ' sical prowess, but as far as climbing goes he lives on past glories. Even i the balcony upset him.” “I'll bet he was mad!” Linda chuckled. "But it's heavenly to j think he'll buy the house. Oh, but, 1 Tom—won’t this put him off?” "Not at all. I said that, after all, a murder had been committed i here—"l suppose you had to. What did he say?” "That, capped the climax. Posi- | tively beamed and rubbed his hands ! together with gloating and glee. That, Mr. Averill, makes the place more interesting. I like working ; out problems of all sorts—never had a murder one before. "If you’d told me about it, I could have -helped you, I know. Anyhow, 1 the house where all this happened | always will have a special interest for me!” Well, I couldn’t contra- ; diet, that!” "He could have helped you—? But didn’t he see he was a suspect?” "Heard me say it, over and over, but never did take it in. Passed it over indulgently each time as a delusion of the weak-minded. Ho hum! Binks, I'm actually sleepy!” 8 8 8 SHE yawned luxuriously. “So’m I. Think I’ll take a shower and go to bed.” "Hurry up, Binks—l want a shower, too. Oh. say—!” She stopped in anticipation. “Sliaughnessey came clean. At the very end he mentioned casually how he happened to be stirring round early that morning.” "How?” "The poor nut! You know he wasn’t quite himself when he went up to bed. Seems he’d forgotten to wind his watch and it stopped at about 10. He rolled into bed, slept an hour or two, woke and found it light and looked at the watch. For all he says about how easily the Shaughnesseys carry their liquor, I think he was still a trifle muzzy-witted. He thought you'd said 10 for breakfast, so he leaped up and dressed and beat it for the house—"l had locked the door—force of habit, for I hadn't the faintest ; recollection afterwards of doing it. j He tried it—still thinking the time ; was the middle of the morning. | Thought we'd forgotten to unlock ! it. “He figured we'd be iij the dining room or on the terrace and came around that end of the house, expecting to find us waiting for him. First thing he sees is the empty lawn, then me springing up and Cousin Amos on the terrace. “From then on, you know the rest. Os course, it was just plain contrariness that kept him from telling us this when we asked him.” Emerging a few moments later from the shower, Linda continued where they had left off. "Did you say anything about the shirt? I hope you kept that dark.” "I meant to, but by now it’s grown to an epic. He wouldn't have missed telling you about it and the episode of kissing Rosie—he lets himself go on that them*. "He didn't go into what kept him from the dance the rest of the time. Some other amorous adventure which he's probably forgotten by now.” “Now, hurry, Tom!” she mocked as he started off, but he was impervious to the satire and soon emerged, his mind, too, still on the subject. 8 8 8 "/'"VNE thing I did enjoy,” he addV-/ ed with a Chuckle of reminiscent glee, "was my curtain speech. As it happened, they all came upstairs separately and I accompanied each one, just to be sure everything was o. k. in your absence. The careful host, that’s me.” "Well?” “Well, when I said good night each one made a little speech about how nerve-wracking it must have been and how ■well I'd behaved—sort of back-patting, you know. "But it, made me sore because each one implied that so far as he was concerned, it was much ado about nothing. I'd been a brave sort of nitwit, you see, where any sensible man would have known at ! once that particular person was in- ' noccnt. "It irritated me each time, be- | cause I knew they all did behave badly and there was plenty of reason for suspecting each one.” "They did and there was,” agreed Linda. "Hope you rubbed it in!” "Well, not exactly that. But when the speech was over—in each case —I thanked him, shook hands solemnly. and said, ‘Good night. I’m glad it's over safely—but let this be a lesson to you. Never lose your | temper!’ ” THE END MAN _ MAY GAIN WINGS Wish to Fly by Own Power to Be Realized. Is View. 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