Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 22 September 1937 — Page 21

CAST OF CHARACTERS PRISCILLA PIERCE—Heroine, young woman attorney. AMY KERR—Cilly’s murderer’s victim. JIM KERRIGAN—Cilly’s fiance. HARRY HUTCHINS—AmMy's visitor. SERGT. DOLAN—Officer assigned to solve the murder of Amy Kerr.

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Yesterday: Cilly holds another conference with Inspector Dolan. Then he reveals that Amy had been strangled before she was hurled from the housetop!

CHAPTER SEVEN

OR a moment Cilly sat there, ~ too stunned to move.

“Strangled!” she repeated. That explained the wild shriek she had heard before the fall, the shrill terrorizing cry which had weakened to an agonized gasp as the rope choked off her breath. “Strangled. But why? Why should anyone do that to Amy?” Dolan shrugged. “Because someone wanted to get wer out of tne way, of course. Someone wanted to be sure she was Gead, He didn’t take a chance on strangulation alone. It was too dark up there to be sure he'd done the job thoroughly. Or perhaps he was in a hurry. So he threw her over the _ roof. If the clothesline hadn’t killed her, the five-story fail surely would.” ” » n

“ OW did you know?” “Doctor found evidence of strangulation this morning. = He also noticed some of the hemp from an ordinary piece of rope still on the body. It had been=hidden by her hair last night.” “I can’t believe it!” Cilly murmured. “I simply can’t believe that anybody would want poor Amy Kerr out of the way. It’s too terrible!” “Now you see,” Dolan went on, “why we're trying to check up on her past, on her friends and acquaintances. We need just one lit- . tle clue to put us on the right . track.” 2 PJ NE little clue! Cilly’s heart skipped a beat. She thought of the newspaper clipping, so close within reach of Sergt. Dolan’s Xray eyes. She remembered suddenly it was in the vase on the desk. Of Jim’s postcard, hiding so carelessly under her pillow. But those weren't clues. They couldn't be. There was just something curiously circumstantial about them. Something which she must at all costs prevent Sergt. Dolan from discovering. She knew what circumstantial evidence could do; she knew what it could do to a perfectly innocent man. To Jim, even. “You haven't heard from New Hampshire yet?” Dolan was asking

her. “Not yet. though.

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I should,

that Harry took her to dinner and the theater occasionally.” “How long had she known him? Where did she meet him?” “She knew him before I met her. I- understood that Amy met him quite informally on a train, in the dining car. They were both coming to New York and so they just naturally grew to be friends.” “Hutchins from out of town, too?” “No, I think he’s lived in New York, on and off, for many years. He has a great many friends here.” ” o 2

’ HAT does he do for a living?” “He writes. Trade journal articles, I believe. On business management and economics.” “What's the name of the paper he’s with?” “He's not with. any paper. free lances.” “There's no money in that, there?” aT ie Cilly shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t really know what his work is worth. He seemed to have money. He always took Amy to nice places. Perhaps he has money of his own. After all, Sergeant, I only met him once.” Sergt Dolan’s shrewd eyes narrowed. : “And you don't like him.” “I didn’t say that at all.” “You don’t sound very enthusiastic about him.” “Possibly I didn’t like the way he played bridge,” Cilly ‘offered. “But certainly I have no reason either to like or dislike him.” “I see. Don’t think he measured up to this friend of yours, Mr. Kerrigan. Is that it? What's his business?” : “He's the New York representative of a Chicago publication, “The Mid-West Review.” He has a small office at 190 West 42nd.”

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HE sergeant made a note of that. “Have you gotten in touch with, the young men yet?’ he asked. ‘No, I haven't.” Cilly hesitated. “Jim is out of town. I don’t know exactly where. He mentioned something about .it last night.” She

wondered why she lied so deliberately. s : “Does he go out of town as a regular thing?” “Oh, yes. He covers the entire New England territory as well as New York.” “Why -haven’t you told Hutchins? Seems he'd be interested, don’t you think.”

Cilly nodded. him the first thing this merning, but Mrs. Corbett awakened me. And you arrived as soon as I'd finished dressing.” : Dolan reached for the phone. “I'll

tell him. What's the number, do

you know?” oo ae “ ERE it is.” Cilly pointed to a tiny phone pad on the desk. “Marlborough Hotel. Endicott 50980.” Sergt. Dolan dialed the number. “Hello. Marlborough? Let me talk to Mr. Eutchins, will you? - Oh, say, wait a minute. Give me the desk first. Hello. This is the police, Sergt. Dolan talking. Special investigation. Can you tell me what time Hutchins got in last. night— Harry Hutchins? What's that? . . . Wait a minute, let me get that number. . . . Yeh. Thanks. All right, now connect me with him, will you?”

Cilly waited while Sergt. Dolan told Harry about Amy’s tragic death. . She noticed that he did not mention the fact of her being murdered. He did not ask Cilly if she wanted to speak to Harry. He finished speaking and replaced the phone. “Looks as if Hutchins is o. k.” he said. “Desk clerk didn’t see him come in last night, naturally—he was off duty—but there's a record of a phone call he made at 12:20. He must have gone right home if he left here at 11:30. Takes a good 40 minutes on the subway over to the Marlborough. You're sure it was 11:30 when they left?”

Cilly nodded. “Exactly. By the banjo clock there.” He looked in his black book again. “Twelve-twenty. That's just about the time Miss Kerr was killed, isn’t it? Yep ... 12:20.” Cilly remembered that the little clock on the vanity said 12:20 when she had first gone to bed.

(To Be Continued)

Daily Short Story

LION TAMER—By Glenn Reilly

UDITH realized that Jerry was little else than a social lion and had been for years. She knew that

Amy's aunt must have my message \he was a handsome, vain, arrogant,

by this time.” The sergeant looked at his watch. “Nine-forty,” he said. “You ought to hear from her soon.” As if in response to their thoughts, the telephone on the desk jangled: ” # ®

“ ESTERN Union calling,” she V repeated, aside to Sergt. Dolan. Then, into the phone: “What? Oh, she must be! . . . Are you quite sure? Wait, wait just a moment

“It’s Western Union,” she said again. “The message has not been delivered. They say there is no Miss Harriet Kerr in Interlaken.” “What's that?” Sergt. Dolan demanded sharply. “Here, let me take it.” He took the phone from Cilly’s trembling hand. - “Hello!” he said authoritatively. “Can you give me your Interlaken operator on this line direct?” To Cilly he mumbled: “Small town. ‘The operators know everybody. They can tell us where to find Aunt Harriet. . . . Hello—Interlaken? New York police calling. Sent a message to Miss Harriet Kerr last night. Isn't she at Interlaken? Where? What’s that you say?” » ® s

E replaced the phone on its hook and turned to Cilly. “Well, that’s a hot one,” he said. “What is it?” “There was a Miss Harriet Kerr in Interlaken, but she died four ' years ago.” : Cilly’s eyes widened. “You mean —there isn't any Aunt Harriet?” “Evidently not. And Miss Amy's been giving you a cock-and-bull story about her relatives. Now why, I ask you, why did she have to do that?” © “I don’t know,” Cilly said wearily. “2’m sure I don’t know. The whole thing gets more impossible every minute. Whatever will I do now? There aren’t any other relatives, I'm sure. Amy never mentioned a soul except her Aunt Harriet.” “Looks as if you'll have to handle the funeral yourself, I guess. Or let the city do it.” “Oh, no. Not that! I .can take care of it. I'll be glad to do that— for Amy.” » ” ” T would be a very simple funeral. Amy would not have wanted it otherwise. But Cilly was sorry that there would be so few people to say a last prayer over Amy’s grave. Just herself, perhaps. And Harry Hutchins. Maybe Mr. Ames, | for whom Amy worked. I | “That's a funny one, all right. If she spoke so much about her aunt, why didn’t she tell you that she was dead. Where's she been keeping herself for the past four years, eh? fsuess I'll have to do a little ehecking up in New Hampshire.” lan made some more notes in the little black book. “Now about these young men who were visiting you [last night,” he proceeded. 3 you tell me a “I can tell gan, because The other friend—I met evening.” “Wi

think she was the -sided love a air.

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Te just a matter of Harry as a nice escort,” Cilly went on. “He's a good-looking young man, well-mannered, and Amy enJoyed going out with him. | She had no friends here in the city, you

practically penniless scamp who had thus far made a smiling, carefree way through a woman-dotted life with an effortless grace.

She knew that in the set in which they had both grown to maturity he was what amounted almost to an institution. The personality accounted for that. You could count upon Jerry's being chased by some bit of fluttering femininty just about anywhere he went. And yet, strangely enough, Judith married him. ? Her candid acceptance of his proposal was an oblique tribute to his powers of charm, even eliminating the circumstances of the soft full moon, the hushed summer night on the crest overlooking the lake and the consequent letting down of protective suspicion from the considerations. 2 s ”

“Y-NEED you, Judith,” he pleaded, his arms about her, “I've known you always,’'it seems, and realize that we were meant for each other.” Judith believed him, and all the while, in the back of her heart, was the resolution that, with marriage, there would come a new life to Jerry, a stronger, more purposeful, useful life—the kind that only she could help him lead.

The day of the wedding proved to be one of personal triumph for Judith in more ways than one. In the best tradition and emhanced not inconsiderably by her father's bank account, the affair promised to be a masterpiece of display.

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S THEY reached the altar Jerry managed to whisper to Judith, “This is a turning point in my life, dearest!” It warmed her oddly. She had been thinking’ the same thing herself. The faces of not a few debutantes who had been in-

Mind Your Manners

Test your knowledge of correct social usage by answering the following questions, then checking against the authoritative answers below: 1. When a man takes a # woman in to dinner which arm does he offer her? 2. At a dinner party where 'is the man who is next highest to the male guest of honor seated? 3. Is it ever correct for a hostess to arrange for a man to take a woman in to dinner if he is not to sit next to her at table? 4. Is it good manners to talk exclusively to either neighbor at a dinner party? 4, At a formal dinner does . the hostess enter the dining room first or last?

What would you do if— A guest sends his regrets on the day of your formal dinner? A. Rearrange your plans without him? B. Telephone an intimate friend and ask him -o fill in? C. Send a formal invitation to BHother guest by a messenger ;

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1. His right. 2. At left of hostess. 3. Yes. It is quite often . necessary in working out a seating plan.

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vited wore smiles, she knew, but underneath the cheerful masks were

‘envious hearts. It made it perfect,

somehow, knowing that. On their honeymoon Judith had discovered several things about Jerry. One was that he had become tired of his careless life. Judith was honest enough to admit that it was very probably the reason he had asked her, a plain but sensible girl, to marry him. The

gilded life had simply paled. And}

so she pulled a few strings among her father’s friends and got him a job. ” ” ” » ERRY went into the new routine with all the enthusiasm of a schoolboy on a holiday. For the first time in his life he had a job and some responsibility—and he didn’t spare the horses. At the end of their first year together Judith managed to relax and consider the job well done. Jerry was cast into the mold. Quite completely forgotten in her calculations was the important part that custom and habit would play in the reformation of her husband’s character. So confident was she that the hardest part of her work was

completed that his increasingly fre-|

quent evenings out created no suspicion. But when it began to be whispered about that Jerry had become a backslider and was seen without Judith at different entertainments and parties, she did a little investigating. 2 » ” T was all too true. Judies realized that the hold she had upon her husband, although genuine, could not stand up under the competition with excitement and glamour elsewhere. He was just too certain of her affection, that was all. It would never do! With her usual directness, Judithtspoke to her husband. “I'm not going to be melodramatic about this,” she said. “Nevertheless, if you play, I guess I'm entitled to a pit of diversion myself. I'm going out tonight to stir up a bit of excitement myself. Don’t wait up for me!” Jerry had laughed good-

humoredly, even when she dressed,

made up, and bounced out the door with a perfunctory peck at his cheek. He couldn't imagine circumspect little Judith cutting a very wide swath in night life! ’ But when midnight came and then 2 a. m. Jerry began to have small stirrings of curiosity’ as to where she was and why she hadn't returned. The dreadful suspicion occurred to him that maybe she had tired of him and his recklessness and meant to go her own way. 2 » ”

WH the chiming of the mantel clock at 5 in the morning Jerry was definitely worried. He couldn’t imagine what had happened to her and he was becoming frightened. . . He had just finished calling the town police for the third time when the front door opened and Judith came in, her smart clothes 'a bit wrinkled and awry. There were dark shadows of weariness beneath her eyes, but they shone starry-like. Without a word she went directly upstairs to bed. Not until breakfast time did she offer any excuse or explanation. : : ® #8 = “Y’VE decided that what's sauce for the goose is likewise good enough for me!” she stated flatly. “To paraphrase, whenever thou goest, then also goes I!” Jerry finished his second cup of coffee in silence. He was wise enough to take a hint! Thereafter Judith found little difficulty in keeping track of Jerry’s whereabouts. He was either at home evenings or escorting her! ! Sometimes she wondered if that would be the case if he knew that she had spent the entire evening out in the garage sleeping in the back seat of the car. THE END

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