Indianapolis Times, Volume 45, Number 234, Indianapolis, Marion County, 8 February 1934 — Page 19

FEB. 8, 1934.

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BFf.IN WRF. TODAY DAVID BA SINISTER .nc-rti*** to find out *:. .l'd TRACY KiNO or* ch.itra >ader n*nniu-r it • tuthor •nd forrr.-r snisißr Hf *oju on the murder c ith GAINEY, star reporter on the Post Amor, 2 thow ‘;'pected are JLLIET FRANCK blond, srrr and *? own JS have Visited Kins vr.oT.v' be. re nil ma? i.ach u> wot* Kir,. r. and JOE PARROTT don-ind-o’;l tiuwvUe actor. nVdM know:. • it MELVINA HOL*ed tDinater. nad ouarreied -*ith Kin* recentlT , . AL DRUG AN fr.' r.d_ of in* s la lound .tee chief to in J ,:t c">me to his aunt s hotne, oate-islblv av a *'!, <*. on the theory that 1f the *:rl believes herself free they can DAISY CONNOR, maid In the Coleman home. tel.t Ga::,v and Bannister that r-. - - k -jr as murdered t.ia earn : \NO. telephoned PARKER COLEMAN ice b* ;*een 8 and o'clock although Denise told podce Coleman *• * her home at that time. Hi-''■ •er arrives hotne and finds a ; .. un--11 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN r'ROM his chair in the shadows 1 Bannister sat looking at Juliet France. She was sitting on a low footstool, drawn up near his aunts chair. The light from the fireplace fell on her hair and it gleamed as brightly as the flames. Her head was turned so that he could see her face in profit and the lovely line of her throat. What sort of girl was she, Bannister asked himself. Here in the firelight she might be any pretty girl reared in surroundings of moderate luxury. An hour before, out in the snowstorm, she had seemed little more than a child. He thought of the first time he had seen her—a white-faced young woman with a revolver in : He remembered her behind prison bars, defiant and hostle. And all of these were Juliet France. But that was impossible! One of them must be the real Juliet and the others play-acting. Which was the real girl? Mr Neal thought she was working for Mug Logan and his gangsters. Bannister remembered what McNeal had said. "Just because she’s got a pretty face don’t let that fool you. Did you ever seen gunman’s moll who wasn’t pretty?” But perhaps McNeal’s judgment about girls wasn't to be relied upon. Bannister straightened. He asked, •H i anyb 'he evening paper?” "It’s on the table,” Kate Hewlett told him, ‘‘or maybe I left it in the dining room. . I remember—” The ringing of the telephone cut off her works. Bannitser, who was on his feet, said, “I’ll answer it.” He went into the hall and picked up the instrument. "Hello.” he said, “David Bannister speaking.” A moment later the women In the living room heard his sharp exclamation. He went on speaking but they could not hear his words clearly. Almost immediately he reappeared in the doorway, wearing his hat and coat. He said. "Don’t wait dinner for me. Aunt Kate. I've got to go down town.” His aunt was on her feet. “David!” she exclaimed. "What is it? What’s happened?” "Somebody hurt out at the Shelby Arms,” he told her. “I've got to go out there. Don't get excited. It's nothing to worry about—” And then he was gone. He had neglected to call a cab. but, fortunately, was able to hail one half way down the block. "Shelby Arms,” he told the driver. “I’m in a hurry!” a u a THE snow had made the street treacherous but the taxi-driver took Bannister at his word. In ten minutes, after skidding perilously on two corners, they halted before the door of the hotel. Bannister thrust a bill in the driver’s hand and ran up the steps of the hotel. In the lobby he encountered Gainey and Fleming. "We can’t go up yet.” they told him. "McNeal’s there now and Doc Burris.” "Then it's true?” Bannister demanded. "Os course it's true.” The coroner’s report stated that Melvina Hollister, aged 53, spinster,

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, had come to her death by means of violence some time between the i hours of 3 and 5 that afternoon. Death had been caused by strangu- ! la t ion. But It was some time before Bani nister and Gainey and the other reporters saw that report. They waited in the hotel lobby until the clerk at the desk asked them to step into a smaller, adjoining room. is almost an hour before McNeal came downstairs. They gathered around him, asking questions. "Yes. she was strangled,” he told them. “We found what it was done with —a man's silk scarf, black and white. It was dropped on the floor beside her. She was sitting in a chair facing the window—” "Who found her?” Gainey asked. “Her brother.” “What time was that?” “Just before the call reached headquarters. A little after 5. The brother .claims he went out for a walk about 3. When he left, his sister was writing a letter. The desk was open where she might have been using it, but there wasn’t any letter in hight. Hollister claims he came back a little after 5 o’clock and went upstairs. He saw his sister lying back in her chair and thought at first she was sick. Then he realized what had happened and ran down to get the clerk. Thata’s his story, anyhow—” ana “T'vlD any one In the building \J hear anything?” "The woman who lives across the hall." McNeal told them, ‘‘said she thought she heard someone talking to Miss Hollister about 4. She didn’t understand anything that was said or recognize the other voice. Couldn’t say whether it was a man’s or a woman’s. Aside from that, nobody heard anything.” "Is there any way to get into the apartment except the regular entrance?” Bannister asked. “There’s a service door, but it was bolted.” “Anything missing from the 1 apartment!” McNeal shook his head. ‘I don’t think so." he said. "We"had a hard time getting anything out of Hollister, but he said the only money in the place would be in his sister’s purse. We looked and there were a couple of five-dollar bills and some change. He told us she kept her jewelry in a case in her bureau. AVe found the case all right and Hollister said it was all there—some old-fashioned rings and trinkets.” "Any signs of a struggle?” Gainey wanted to know. Again McNeal shook his head. “The room—she was in the living room—looked just as it did the other night when I was there. Nothing out of ploce. Whoever did it either came in without her seeing him or else was someone she. had no reason to suspect. He must have stepped up behind her ” “Are you sure she was killed in the chair where you found her?” Bannister asked. “No, I’m not sure of it but it looks reasonable. She was sitting facing the window and away from the door. Any one who had a key could have come in and slipped up behind her.” “But who else had a key?” “No one but her brother, so far as I’ve been able to find out.” Bannister thought of Matthew Hollister with his mild, spectacled blue eyes. . < “How about that scarf you mentioned?” Fleming asked. “Think you’ll be able to trace it?” “We’re going to try.’ ‘Where it is?” Gainey asked. “Can we see it?” “Yes. It’s upstairs.” “How about going up there now?” “You can go.” McNeal told them, "but you won’t find anything more than I’ve told you.” He hesitated. “If you'll wait a minute,” he said, “I’ll go with you. I want to see the manager first." (To Be Continued)

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"Make for the outer walls by the shortest route. La,” directed Tarzan, and the girl sped on winged feet, leading him through the labyrinthine corridors of the ruins, until they suddenly broke into the chamber of the seven pillars of gold, and then Tarzan knew the way.

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No longer needing a guide, and realizing that the priests were overtaking them, being fleeter of foot than La, he swept the girl into his arms and sped through the chambers of the temple toward the inner wall. Through that, across the courtyard and through the outer wall they passed.

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Still the priests pursued, urged on by the screaming Oah. Out across the deserted valley they fled; and now the priests were losing ground, for their short crooked legs could not compete with the speed of Tarzan’s clean-limbed stride, even though he was burdened by the weight of La.

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs,

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