Indianapolis Times, Volume 45, Number 219, Indianapolis, Marion County, 22 January 1934 — Page 13

JAN. 22. 1934.

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BM.IN HIKE TOD AT Who WLed Trarr Kin*. crchMtra l*ad•r found dfad in hi* non. apartuurt? DAVID BANNISTER, author, former Os <ipapr reporter, updertakea to find •ut. Among the npeet are an unknown Blond." who Tlsltad K:r.a inortly before his dea'h. HERMAN BCUR* LACH In Jat! and declaring his innocence, who wrote King a threatening letter JOE PARROTT King* former vauderllie partner, with whom h# had had trouble MELVINA HOLLISTER, middle-aged spinstr who had tjuarreled with King after hts cat klled her canary. The blond suspect 1* arrested. Bannister talks o her but she refuses to tell where she came from or say anything about herself DENISE LANO. Kings fiancee. Identifies her as the girl she saw talking to King the day before his death. The girl admits going to King s apartment to get some iet’ers but denies any knowledge of the murder. Down town Bannister encounter* MATTHEW HOLLISTER NOW r.O ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE iContinued) He passed a millinery shop and something in the window caught his eye. A green hat. Its hue was the same as the hat Juliet France had worn. Vivid, but becoming. Bannister frowned at the thought and hurried on. He reached the street intersection Just as the lights changed from green to red. Bannister waited impatiently. although there was no reason why he should object to the delay. A small man approached and halted beside Bannister, also waiting for the lights to change. He had on a gray topcoat, immaculately pressed but rather worn. His black hat was creased in the center. The little man's shoulders stooped slightly. He wore spectacles and his hair was quite gray. All this Bannister took in in a casual glance and then he stepped forward. "Why, Mr. Hollister!” he exclaimed. ‘‘l didn't recognize you.” The pale eyes behind the spectacles lifted. For an instant they stared, startled; then the little man smiled. “Hello,” he said. “I remember you. You're the young fellow who came out to see us so late the other night. I'm afraid I don’t remember the name—” “Bannister,” the other told him. “David Bannister.” **Oh. yes," Matthew Hollister took a step nearer. “I'm glad I met you, Mr Bannister.” he said. “I've been wanting to talk to some one—" There was something in the tone rather than in the words themselves that arrested Bannister's attention. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR Afterward Bannister was never quite sure what piompted him. He had an instinctive warning of some sort that what this little, insignificant looking man had to say might be important. He looked about for a place where they might talk without interruption and saw behind them a restaurant. Bannister turned and said, “Let’s go some placa where we can talk. How about this place?” Matthew Hollister shook his head. •Oh no.” he protested. "That’s a restaurant. I had lunch a long while ago. I couldn't eat anything now—” Bannister urged him forward. “Then have something to drink,” he said. “Anyhow, I’m hungry. | Come and talk to me while I eat." i Inside the restaurant they found places at a small table beside the j wall. At the front of the long room two men were seated at the lunch counter. Otherwise Bannister and his companion were the only customers. A girl in a green dress and white apron approached to take the order. “Cheese sandwich on rye tor me,” Bannister instructed her. He looked across at Hollister. "What about you? Can’t I persuade you to have at least a sandwich? And what will you have to drink?” The little man's eyes brightened. It was obvious that thus was an invitation. He locked a the reem and some of the ' '"t

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characterized him seemed to disappear. ••I d—.” He hesitated, then went on more boldly, “I’d like a beer." "Make it two,” Bannister told the waitress. "Wait a minute what kind do you have?" The waitress told him and Bannister made a selection. Matthew Hollister, without much urging, was per.-uaded to have a sandwich also. The girl disappeared and a few minutes later was back with the food and beer. Hollister's pleasure was evident. He raised the glass to his lips and drank deeply. "My!” he said with a sigh of satisfaction, "that's good beer!” It wasn’t, particularly, but Bannister wanted to encourage his guest. “I'm glad you like it,” he said, smiling. a a a SOMEHOW', holding his glass and looking so childishly pleased. Matthew Hollister was more pathetic than ever. The pale eyes behind the spectacles became confiding. "You know.” he said, “I don't drink beer often. Melvina doesn't like it. She's as much against beer as she is against whisky and hard liquor. ‘Strong drink’ is what she calls them and they’re all the same to her. Os course, in a way she's right. I don't hold that a man should make a slave of himself to alcohol. No sir! But a glass of beer now and then—well, I don't see that it does much harm and it certainly tastes mighty good!” Once more he raised the glass to his lips and drank. Bannister remembered what Mrs. Kennebec had said about Melvina Hollister managing her own and her brother's Joint income. Was it possible Melvina’s hold on the purse strings was so close that a 10-cent glass of beer was, for her brother, a rare treat? Matthew was enjoying his beer nevertheless. He set the glass down, rested his arms on the table, and leaned toward Bannister. “I'm glad , I met you this afternoon, Mr. Bannister,” he said. “There are some things I want to talk to you about. Are you a detective?” Bannister hastened to explain that, strictly speaking, he was not. He was working on the King murder case, however, making a sort of private investigation. The explanation seemed to satisfy Hollister completely. “That’s all I wanted to know,” he said. “You're the man I want to talk to!” “Is it something about the King case?” Bannister asked. “Yes and no,” said Matthew Hollister. “It may be, and then again I may be mistaken. It’s about my sister. Melvina, really.” Bannister was suddenly interested. “Your sister?” he repeated. a a a THE little man nodded. “I think Melvina knows something she’s keeping to herself. And it isn't natural for her to be close-mouthed. No sir! If Melvina thinks anything she says it right out, so nobody can misunderstand her.” "What makes you think she's keeping something to herself now?” Bannister asked. “I'll tell you.” Matthew Hollister said. “I'll tell you all about it. It’s been worrying me a heap these last few days and I'll be glad to: know what you think of it.” He took a bite of his sandwich, | then went on. “Melvina told you I she was visiting my cousin the night that young fellow was killed upstairs. Well, she was. But she got back fifteen minutes later than she told you. It was 9:45 when she came in the apartment. I know because I had the radio going and the ‘Saxophone Sizzlcrs’ had just begun their program. I had to turn it off—” He looked at Bannister apologetically. "I listen to the 'Saxophone Sizzlers' when I'm alone." he went on. "Melvina doesn’t like them.” (To Be Continued^

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TARZAN THE INVINCIBLE

- "e day following his advent into the camp of. his fe.iow conspirators, Wayne Colt wrote a long message in cipher and dispatched it to the coast by one of his boys. From her tent. Zora Drinov had seen the message given to the boy. Shortly after, she joined Colt.

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"You sent a message this morning. Comrade Colt,’’ she said. “Only Comrade Zveri is permitted to send messages frem this expedition.’’ “I did not know,’’ he said. ‘lt was merely in relation to some funds which I have not received.” “Oh,” she said, and the matter was dropped.

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Zora and Wayne passed the days looking for game or in quiet conversation until th& expedition to Opar returned. Zveri greeted Zora and Colt and introduced the American to his new companions. The returning warriors, still oppressed by the terrors of Opar, threw themselves down on their cots to rest.

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That night at supper Zora and Colt were thrilled by stories of weird Opar. They also told their strange tale of the death and uncanny resurrection of Jafar. When the company broke up, Zveri detained Zora. ‘Colt is a prepossessing young man, Zora. See that you don’t fall in love.”

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