Indianapolis Times, Volume 45, Number 239, Indianapolis, Marion County, 14 February 1934 — Page 17

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•er.t* war tooav DAVTO BA.TNMTER ai )4(r-aUI to find Out mho i.,*d TRACT KINO orcheit;a leader Banni*t*r uon tuthot r,d I rm#f ki - m * •<* on Uu murder <- *itn OAC*EY ttar reporter on !w Po*t Anitrj tho* *i*p*cted art JUUJT fRAKCI a'.und pmtr *••<! knetn to hi *• *i*st*d (Cine horti befor* hta death HERMAN fICCRi-ACH *ho rot Kina a threatening latter; and JOE PARROTT doan-and-mit tautfartiio •e'er It i al*o moan that MELVIRA WOlLnrrrp m:dd..-aa*d D:n*tr had Quarreled *ith Km? recer.tlt AL DRCOAN fr.md .! King a. la so ind dead a wrecked automobt’e BenftlMer per*iadet ■he poilce chief to let Juliet eorrs *o h ■ aunt a horn*. o**r,*lb.v a* a auest on ‘h* theora that If the air; be..*t* her-i-ls free the? can learn more .t her Melvina Hoi. inter is found etranaled tn the apartment where b !lv*d with hr brother Matthew H*r death leave* Mm *ole heir to 4SSOOOO The old photoaraoh B*r.nl*.'r had aent to *he *'udlo where it wan made la r#*urn with *he meaaaa* that r.o one ran Ider.tifv h man ar.o >taun tn th* plettir* Bar:u'*er atudv.na the picture <udd* t d;*cnvr whv the mar fare i- familiar NOW OO ON WITH TUP STORY CHAPTER FORTY-ONE 'Continued* “I don't blame you for not believing me.*' she went on, because, some of the things I told you weren’t true.” She was not looking at him now; here eyes were on the lender toe of her slipper. ' I didn't go to Tracy King's apartment that night to aik for a job What I told you about lasing a memorandum there—that wasn’t* true either I went there to get some letters There was an instaift ? pause and then she hurried on. ' The letters were some I had to have’ I asked him to give them to rr.n and he refused But thev were there In the apartment I know that.” Suddenly the girl raised her eyes "The police wouldn't believe me.” she said, "but, it's true Don t vou see what It means? Don't you?” Bannister said Im afraid I don't are. ’ "Tbe letters were there." Juliet France insisted, "but the police didn’t And them That means some one else was there after I left. .Some one else came to Tracy King's apartment. It must have been the person who killed him—" Bannister said slowly. You mean someone else took the letters?'' The girl nodded. They must have! Otherwise the police would have found them” “Were they letters” Bannister asked, “that would be of value to any one else?” The girl did not meet his gaze. •'No.” she said. "They were—personal ." ‘ Then you haven't any idea who the other person could have been?" She took her head. "No. I haven't.” Bannister waited. hoping she would go on He wanted her story to be plausible, wanted to believe every word she said. And. illogicaliy. it was because she did not defend herself that he said suddenly "Listen, you're right about the police. They let you come here, but they've been watching you all the time I want you to know I believe you. I've known from the very first you couldn't have anything to do with this murder.” 000 ''pKE girl said, ‘Til never forget JL that you said that!” "It was because I was so sure cf it.” Bannister went on. "that I decided to work on the case—to see what I could find out.” I was afraid that was the reason." Juliet interrupted. That's why I asked you to give it up. I've been so afraid something would happen. And something did happen! j Last night!” Suddenly Bannister was talking as he had wanted to talk for days. "Yes. something happened last night.” he said. "The police can't find any connection between Melvina Hollister's death and Tracy King's. But I'm sure it's there if we only knew where to look.” He told her what he knew of Melvina Hollister and her brother, about Melvina's quarrel with Tracy King after her canary's death. He

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told about his conversation with Matthew a few davs later Bannister said. “When I reminded him of that yesterday he didn't seem to remember at all Just said there couldn't be any reason for any one to harm his sister. He seemed completely broken up " "What is the brother like?” the , girl asked. Tell me more about him.” • He tried to describe Matthew Hollister. He told her what he had learned about the Hollister fortune and the frugal way in which the brother and sister had lived. Then he went on to the photograph he ’ had shown her. told how he had found it on the floor of Tracy King's bedroom. "At first” he said. "I thought perhaps I ought to turn it over to the police. But there wasn't anything I could say. Just—here s a picture I found. McNeal would laugh at me!” 000 HE looked at Juliet France. She was sitting forward in her ! chair, had been listening eagerly to everything he had said. "How can you be sure where it ! will lead?” she asked. "Oh. I don't suppose I can, but it’s beginning to look hopeless. The police aren't getting anywhere and I don't believe they will.” The girl surprised him. She said, straightening: “The woman last night was strangeld with a silk scarf, wasn't she? And Tracy King was killed with a gun. The police have never found the gun. have they?” "No." "Do they know what kind it was?" "Yes. A 32.” He added the name of the manufacturer. "If they find it is there any way they can be sure it's the right gun?” Bannister said there was, explaining how ballistic experts identify the weapon from which a bullet is shot. "Then if they found the gun.” the girl asked slowly, "they'd know who the murderer was, wouldn't they?” i "Well, it would be a big help. They'd have to be sure who it was who fired the bullet.” The girl sighed. “I suppose so,” j she said. “Whoever killed Tracy King was smart about it.” Bannister assured her. He managed to get into the Shelby Arms without being seen—” Juliet France raised questioning eyes. "You're sure it was a man?” she asked. “I'm not sure who it w-as. But there are no women—” He stopped in confusion. There was a woman suspected of the murder. Juliet Fiance herself. And there were others who had played parts in the mysterious drama. Melvina Hollister and the pretty, dark-eyed movie usher, Carlotta Scurlach. What a world of difference there was between those two! And Denise Lang. Suddenly Bannister remembered Daisy Connor, the house maid, and her story that Denise had telephoned Parker Coleman twice on the evening of King's death. 000 BANNISTER said. "I suppose it could have been a woman.” He looked at the girl. "What's your theory about the murder?" Her voice came slowly. "If 1 were trying to find out who killed Tracy King I'd look for that gun.” The police have been looking' for it!” "They haven’t looked in the right places. I’d hunt for it in the apartment where he was killed.” Bannister raised his hands. “They did that." he assured her. "as soon as they found out about the murder. The whole apartment was searched completely.” "I'd look there anyhow," the girl said. "The murderer would want to get rid of it as soon as he could, wouldn't he? He might have hidden it in a window box.” (To Be Continued)

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But the steel thews of the ape-man dragged it down, and an instant later, with a convulsive shudder, Horta died. Leaping to his feet. Tarzan placed a foot upon the carcass of his kill, and raising his face to the heavens, gave voice to the victory cry of the bull-ape.

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