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By DENNIS WHEATLEY (Copyright, 1937 bv William Morrow & Co.) REGIN HERE TODAY Investigating the murder of Bolithe Blane, British financier, ahoard Carlton Rocksavuge's vacht, Detective Officer Kettering runs inte a maze of conflicting elves, As the investigation progresses, Kettering learns from Reginald Jocelyn that Roeksavage the best motive for the erime—financial gain. Moreover, he learned that Rocksavage was able to dress for dinner in four minutes, a feat conceivably enabling him to commit a murder and return to the ship's lounge without creating suspicion. Only Nichnlas Stodart, Blane's secretary, has a complete alibi, Confronted with Rocksavage

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Jocelyn's revelation, counters that Jocelyn, too, had a good motive—money. Furthermore, that Japanese agent Inosuke Havashi stood toe lose a million dollars had Blane lived and concluded a merger with Rocksavage, thereby killing the snap monopoly deal Hayashi sought. At the same time lady Welter becomes deeper involved when unable to prove her whereabouts at the time of the crime, Hayashi, ing, admits

questioned again bv Ketterhis interest in the soap monopoly but denies murdering Blane. Contending that he was in his eabin when the crime occurred, he offered the steward as proof of this, NOW GO ON WIilw HE STORY CHAPTER TWENTY Shorthand notes of Detective Officer Kettering's second examination of Mr. Inosuke Hayashi, continued.

H-—-To bring me some paper. When I asked for it there was none, as the chief steward had only just returned from Miami and he had the key of the store where it was locked up. That was why I wrote first on a postcard. The steward came back with the writing paper about five minutes after I asked him for it, K.—Were you changed then? H.--No, I had not then changed. I was still in lounge suit at 3 to 8. The steward can prove that. How, then, could I change my clothes and murder a man in the short space of 20 minutes when, in that time, IT also wrote a longish letter? K.—Where is that letter? H.—I see no reason why I should answer that question. The document is a secret one and can add nothing to vour investigations, K.—Mr. Havashi, you don't seem to realize that vou are under suspicion of having committed murder. It is vital for vour own sake that you should produce any evidence that will free vou from suspicion H.—It may be true that I am under suspicion, but I hope sincerely, Detective Officer, that veu will not do anything so foolish as to charge me with murder. I have assurca you that that lefter exists. It could be produced, and if produced i would clear me of suspicion immediately It would also, er make rather a fool of vou. so I pray you do not force me to produce it. K.—AWw, these Oriental tricks won't wash with me. If you'd been writing a letter during those 20 minutes vou'd only be toc pleased to fetch it up. Will you or won't you? H.—I have fo yon, si K-00 K

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Detective Officer Neame's shorthand notes of Detective Officer Kettering’'s second examination of the Bishop of Bude. — Good morning, Bishop. I hope vou're feeling all right again That was a rotten business throwing a faint on us vester-

now youl day B.--Thank you, thank vou. IT am hetter, ves; but my heart, vou know, has been troubling me for little time and I'm rather to these sudden attacks K.—Now, that's real ularly as I've got rather unpleasant B.—Dear, dear, I cannot think what they would be about. I have nothing to hide, nothing at all. 1 assure you, K.—Well, T hope all our sakes, but about your Blane, B.—A casual acquaintance made vears ago. I barely knew the man, as 1 told you yesterday, K.—Now, that won't evidently haven't looked black dispatch box this or you'd realize that, searching the cabins removed that letter from it Blane wrote vou a few davs back from the Adlon-Claridge in New York In that he spoke of the wonderful friendship you had for each other B.-~Oh, er--that. What an extraordinary letter it was, wasn't it? I took it to be some kind of a joke. I could hardly regard it as anything else, but T did remember from my meeting with him in the past that Blane had a very queer sense of humor—very queer. K.—Pointless sort of joke, wasn't B.—Quite pointless, but we all Know now that the poor fellow was half off his head with worry. I imagine he must have been suffermg from some strange reaction caused by overstrain when he wrote it. Those protestations of friendship were so absurd when you consider that I had only met the man

quite casually. —1 don’t consider K the kind, Bishop. knew Blane mighty well. B.—What-—what's that? K—You heard. You remember that nasty business in 1917, so nasty that we just won't talk about it. You were in that up to the neck and Blane knew it. For reasons we needn't gn into, he decided not to spill the beans at the time. and so vou managed to get away with it. If vou hadn’t you wouldn't be a bishop todav. but Blane hadn't forgotten he had the goods on you and, when he contemplated doing some funny business during his trip on the vacht, he took the precaution ol writing you first io tip you oil that if vou didn’t keep your mouth shut he meant to put you through the hoop. Now, what have you got to sav? B.—I protest, sir.

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prominent churchman a public scandal. . B.—Be careful, sir. There is, 1 warn vou, such a thing as the law of libel. K.-—I should worry. You wouldn't dare to rake up that unsavory scandal by bringing an action in a civil court. hut. unless voure very care-

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whether vou want it to or not. B.-—What d’you mean? think I—I . ..

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—Well, mavbe we won't have to rake it up. but that largely depends on you. It's my duty to the man who has murdered Bolitho Blane and. if you'll give me your assistance, I'll do my best to keep vou out of this business as far as I ean. B.—That's very kind—very kind, indeed. Of course you must quite understand, officer, that no foundation for

find it most distressing to have that horrible affair made public after all these vears. I am afraid I don't see, though, how I can help you more than I have done already. K.—You came below to your cabin at 7:05 on the night of Blane's death and you did not appear in the lounge until 8:05. What were vou doing all that time? I want the truth now. B.—I was in my cabin. left it I assure you. K.—Can you give me any proof that was so? B.—No. I fear that I cannot, K.—1 wonder if you realize

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If vou had started to change then | vou had 40 clear minutes in which | o do so, which would bring you! round to 7:45, and then 15 clear minutes before you appeared in the | lounge to kill that man who was holding a threat over you. You were the only person on board who had ever met nlane before and you had a very strong motive for wishing him out of the way. D’you understand now how black this case looks | against you? BR.—But surely you're not suggest- | ing that—that . K.—I certainly am. { B.—But my dear sir, this is—well, | really! K.—It's really a very strong case against you, unless you can prove | what vou were doing between 7:05 and 8. i B.—Nothing, absolutely nothing. except changing in my cabin. I give you my word but, unfortunate- | lv, there is no way in which I can prove it, K.—All right, then, but I'm afraid I shall have to talk to you again later on. (To Be Continued) Save this installment as evidence to help vou solve the crime,

KID STUFF

By Angela Koelliker

Daily Short Story—g

A OM came out onto the porch. It was getting late—time for Joanie to come in. In front of the house. was a pert little roadster. Inside the roadster were Joanie and that rather nice boy named Teddy. As mom's gaze lingered on the roadster. she felt faintly disturbed. Four weeks was a long time for Joanie to remain interested in one boy. If one could only be sure that these little “puppy loves” would blow over, One couldn't.

Mom called, 1 id There was no indication, at first, that the cail had been heard, but presently, two figures emerged from the car and came slowly up the walk. Dawdling uncertainly at the bottom step, Joanie inquired of her companion how long he intended to be away. He estimated it would be about a month. “A month!” Had he said, “"Goodbv forever” Joanie's wail couldn’ have been more poignant. “Oh, Teddy, vou can talk of going away on a night like this? The moon ...” ‘It is a swell night,” he conceded. “But the same moon will be here when 1 back, won't it? Then, receiving no answer, “Aw, Joanie, does our being mean I can’t have any more fun?”

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jerked. had fied! Joanie now resorted They elicited a ver) contemptuous response. “For Pete's sake, Joanie, the Kid stuf!” These words produced the immediate effect of drying up the tears. Mom knew why—"Kid stuff” to a 16-year-old woman! The languorous tempo of a peaceful summer evening had been definitely broken. Joanie proceeded to send the voung man on his way with a Kiss— a Kiss diabolically designed, if mom was any judge, to make him [feel very sorry he had ever thought ol going away. As

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Joanie came slowly steps, mom was startled that her luminous eves suggested a deep capacity for sulfering. It was disturbing to have a daughter who not only acted like a iragedienne, but looked like one. “Sweet cook!” Brother's voice came {rom the darkness at the end of the porch. “Where did vou learn to neck like that!”

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and approached the hammock in which he was ensconced. However, whatever retort she had in mind was evidently checked when she saw that brother was not alone, Wheeler Cox was hammock. Wheeler Joanie's past, to the time before the Great Passion had come into her life. After she had met Teddy, she and Wheeler had relinquished the enjoyment of each other's company. The way Wheeler had explained it to mom one lonesome evening had mostly man’s taking it on the chin. “Who was the lucky victim?" continued brother, taking full advantage of his Kinship rights to pry. Joanie actually deigned to furn=ish the information (probably for Wheeler's benefit), “Teddy Harriman. parted. For a month.” Brother observed it had been quite a parting for any length of time. Wheeler ran his hands through his hair. “That's life for you!” he observed bitterly.

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n ” =" Fee three days following Teddy's departure, Joanie shut herself within the house to meditate on the absent loved one and to wait for mail. Mom learned it was a fishing trip that had so cruelly torn them apart. On the fourth day, when the postman turned up the walk, Joanie ignored a downpour of rain to run down the steps to meet him. Several minutes later, when mom came out, she found Joanie staring at a mud-speckled bit of cardboard. It was a postcard from Teddy. Across it was scribbled in pencil, “Having a swell time. Wish you were here.” That was all. The sort of thing you might write to your Aunt Emma-—or to anybody. “Come, dear.” mom urged softly. “You'll! get pneumonia oui here in the rain.” “Wish I would,” blubbered Joanie recklessly, tearing the ecard to bits, “Yes, I know,” mom and guided Joanie back into the house, Afterwards, a cold in the head as-

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gave Wheeler Cox the opportunity to demonstrate the limitlessness of | his devotion by comforting her between sneezes,

» ” » HEELER'S visits increased and intervals between them ! lessened, until there came a time when he was forever somewhere in

or around the house, Joanie had beoun to smile again, and to gaze dreamilv out of those ridiculously round eves of hers. All was again well with the world — so well, in fact, that mom almost | forgot the existence of a young man named Teddy. Then, one afternoon, she looked up from her mending and saw him coming toward the porch. Joanie, seated beside her, seemed quite unprepared for his appearance. “Teddy!” she gasped, jumping to | her feet. “Hello. baby! I didn’t phone I'd be over. Thought I'd surprise you.” “You did.” “Glad to see me?” he asked, confidently drawing nearer, Joanie nodded slowly. “Well,” urged Teddy, “haven't you got a Kiss for the old heart interest?” Joanie drew back. “Don’t, Teddy!" Mom saw Wheeler's lithe figure approaching down the street. “Somehow,” continued Joanie, “it sounds almost profane to talk about kissing in broad daylight.” “Oh.” An angry flush was mounting to Teddy's brow. “Maybe I should have kept under cover until tonight!”

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OANIE picked up her tennis . racquet. “I con't want to hurt vour feelings, Ted, but really now, doesn’t it sound awfully silly to talk about kissing in the daytime?” Teddy exhibited his ability to take a thing or two on the chin himself. He shrugged. “As far as that goes, it's silly any time.” Joanie smiled up at him. “Teddy, ! that was a clever idea for you to go away for a while so we could | find out whether our feelings were real or—only kid stuff!” Mom couldn't help feeling a bit sorry for the young man named Teddy as she saw Joanie trip down the steps and run out to meet Wheeler, who stood waiting with his tennis racquet. Four weeks was a long: time for Joanie to remain interested in one boy, and if, that very morning, mom hadn't met Wheeler's father on the street and learned he was taking his son along with him to the Canadian woods for a vacation trip, she would have been a bit worried.

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