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CAST OF CHARACTERS PRISCILLA PIERCE -— Heroine, woman attorney. AMY KERR — Cilly’s roommate and murderer's victim. JIM KERRIGAN—Cilly's fiance, HARRY HUTCHINS -—- Amy's strange visitor, SERGEANT DOLAN—Officer assigned to solve the murder of Amy Kerr. Yesterday: Cilly bluffs Mrs, Hunter, who oonfesses that her husband is not a oripple but instead feigned paralysis in an acicdent to collect $50,000 from a hit-and-run driver.

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the rain started, downpour. Cilly shivered, not the cold as from gloom. Though she could not foresee it, this was to be the most event-

ful day of her life; perhaps it was | provoked |

the premonition which this quivering of her nerves. However, she could not know that. She thought it was a good day for the blues, and would have welcomed the happy release of work at the office. But there were other things which to attend. Most of all, she had to see Sergt. Dolan, even if it meant waiting at police headquarters all day. They could be no

| the same way I do. That's not what (I came to talk about today.” “What's new now?” | “It's about Hunter. I took it upon (myself to call on Mrs. Hunter yes- | terday when I knew her husband |was up on the roof. T thought I {could wring the truth from her.” “Did you?” “Yes.” Cilly repeated the story | which the woman had told her. | Dolan listened attentively. [she finished, he looked | quizzically. “Who ‘was this rooked?” he asked. you his hame?” Cilly shook her head.

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didn't ask her. That will be simple to find out, if you wish to question Mr. Hunter.” Dolan smiled. “You'll have to be [a little more thorough before you qualify for police work, Miss Pierce,” he admonished. “We found out yesterday afternoon who drove the car that knocked Hunter down. It was voung Billy Harmon, the brother of that girl the Hutchins fellow is interested in.” Cilly’'s eyes widened in surprise. “What a small world this case involves,” she murmured thoughtfully.”

(To Be Continued)

Daily Short Story

RESPITE—By Clifford D. Clevenger

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more desolate than her own rooms, |

and not nearly as lonely After a quick breakfast, she put on a warm woolen dress, one which had been held over from the previ-

ous winter pending the emergency |

of just such a day as this. Then, fortified against the elements by a long raincoat and waterproof hat, she ventured downtown 5 T was hot quite 10 o'clock when she reached police headquarters. A youthful officer ushered her into a small anteroom off the same corridor as the meeting room which had held the investigation the day before. Sergt. Dolan, the officer ex-

plained, was busy for the moment, |

but would see her shortly. She sat down to wait. The door into the corridor was left open, so that she could watch those who passed by. Beyond the door, she heard a woman sobbing, and the low murmur of a man's voice offering reassuring comfort, There was something familiar in the voice, lowpitched though it was. She watched the door for their approach. The woman was making an effort to control herself now: the sobs ceased, only the sharp intake of steadying breaths was audible. They passed the door, directly in line of Cilly’'s vision. She sat up suddenly The man was Harvey Ames! the woman who leaned against him, her face hidden in one of his voluminous handkerchiefs, was the one who had fled the Bayview Apariments two days before Mrs

Wheeler!

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TILLY walked to the door and stared after them. There was

something gently pathetic in their |

attitude, and she felt a warmth of sympathy toward them, despite the

knowledge that they had defied the |

conventions “Good morning, Miss Pierce!” Cilly turned abruptly to Sergt. Dolan. “Been waiting for me long?” he

face

Cilly it

cordial

and brusque; thought

lacked the rather

she imagined that. He led the way back into the small anteroom, shut-

ting the door behind him. “We can | talk in here as well as any place,” |

he observed. “I see you've located Wheeler?” Cilly mentioned. She resumed the same chair she had occupied these several minutes “Yes. Ames brought her

her. “The old story. Ames and his

wife haven't hit it off for years, and |

Mrs. Wheeler's the other woman Ames has children, and he's fearful of the scandal. I feel sort of sorry for them. .. .” ” “O'M glad to find you so understanding this morning, sergeant,” Cilly remarked. “What do vou mean?” “I hope you'll be as kindly dis posed to me.” “Any reason why I shouldn't be?” “Yes. You believed what Mr. Corbett said about me yesterday.” “Did 1?” “It wasn't the truth, Sergt. Dolan. Please believe that. I went the street with a definite idea mind—to get up on the roof and see

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what was going on in the Bayview, | I had to ring somebody's doorbell in | the | the first |

order to gain admittance to house, and Corbett was

name that popped into my head. 1

didn't go to call on them, but Mr. |

Corbett was feeling a little

genial, you might say.

ping in for a drink—which I didn't finish, incidentally. When I insisted on leaving, he seemed a little disappointed. Perhaps I wounded his vanity in some way. ever, I went up on the roof to watch the people in our house, and what I told you about Mr. Hunter is absolutely true.” » » »

OLAN was looking out of the window thoughtfully. “Well,” he said, "I've already started a little investigation on Hunter. Don't think that I wasn't going to consider it. Matter of fact, I guess I'd take your word any day against Corbett's, Miss Pierce.” “Thank you, Sergeant. You know this case means a great deal to me, and you know that I'll do anything I can to disprove the theory you're working on.” Dolan turned his gaze to Cilly. “I'm sorry you feel that way,” he said. “We all make mistakes, you

know, and I think you're making a | Keeping faith | He's not worth it.” |

tremendous one in with this Kerr.

Cilly stiffened. “I still prefer to

be the judge of that, Sergt. Dolan,” |

she said quietly. "In the meantime, however, we have two new suspects: Harvey Ames and Hunter.” “Oh, they're not on the up and up, perhaps, but I don't think we can tie them to the murder, I'll admit both possibilities. And believe me, we'll check these new angles thoroughly. But I'm still looking for Kerr. I've got a tighter case against him than against either of the other two.” » » ILLY sighed. “I won't argue with you on that any more,” she said. “I know that Jim will be back, but I can't expect you to feel

And |

asked. His voice was matter-of-fact | has been

friendli- | ness of other occasions. But perhaps |

Mrs.

in this morning.” Dolan sat down opposite |

across | in |

He met me | in the hall, and insisted on my stop- |

How- |

“The blow landed like the crack of a whip.”

E were dining at the Tap & Spigot—-George Woods and I | —when the thing happened. You're | never surprised when things happen at the Tap & Spigot. It's one of | those places where the tables and fioors are bare and where the souls [of the guests are at times like the | tables and floors.

| “No one is wholly good or wholly |

|bad,” I was contending, but George simply laughed his high-pitched cackle, the tone he always uses when about ready to prove his point | ‘George had aiready seen the |voung man who was coming in the [door and starting across the room [t6o a table on the other side. The [young man weaved slightly as he (walked, hut kept his course without [too much effort. He was a big fellow, but his cheeks were already | flabby, and a distinct bulge was | visible at the waistline, { n { E stopped at a table where a couple was drinking beer. The girl's face was hidden behind a coat

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of cheap makeup, but it was the |

| man who interested me. | watching him for some time. | smiled, even laughed at times, bu! you felt this hardly masked

I'd been

seemed ready to snap the unwary. I'd been intending to ask George who he was. George knows every- | one. | The young table, obviously asking for a loan. (The face of the seated changed. and I thought, “the pan tripped,” the steel j are going to snap He shoved back his chair and rose deliberately, then faster than leven 1 could see, he struck a terri- | ble right-hand blow at the alcoholbemuddled young man. The blow landed like the crack of a whip, could be heard all over the room. Women gasped, men | started, and 1 found myself standing up gripping the edge of the table,

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dropped most men, but it only set the young chap back on his heels. Two more vicious hooks put him to the floor. The steel-trap man backed ward the wall, holding his further trouble. tated toward the spot. { victor while ordering the victim carried out. ({ I looked around. George (down his beer mug and grinned. Stanley Roon,” he said

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RECALLED the stories I'd heard about him. A ruthiess, double- | crossing revolutionist and gun-run-(ner, a man who betrayed friends and enemies alike. He'd arrived in New York two vears ago, almost

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(a legendary figure, and quickly | flashed to the front with his color- | ful, breath-taking fiction. Those | who claimed to know said his stuff | was autobiographical. | He had no friends, no intimates, | [and wanted none. He abused all | who came in contact with him. Re- | { porters who tried to interview him

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ROVER was an All-American | halfback from the South- | west,” George explained, “and alsd intercollegiate boxing and wrestling (champion. But he came to New York and wanted to get into journalism, as he called it then.” “It's a disease that hits lots of | [college graduates,” 1 said George nodded and went on. | | “Grover pestered city editors all over town until finally Bud Murdock at the Blade had his patience worn out. Murdock reared back in | his chair like he does when he's | riled and looked up and down Gro- | ver's husky frame. “I'd give you an assignment,’ | Murdock said loud enough s6 every- | one in the room could hear, ‘but I know you'd muff it.’ “Young Grover pleaded he | wouldn't so earnestly that Murdock finally told him to see Stanley Roon for a full write-up of his life. “Girover dashed out, full of the | enthusiasm of youth, and some of [the boys protested about sending a [lamb to the slaughter, but Murdock says that if a champion this and a | | champion that can't take care of | himself it's time he found it out, | That seemed logical, s6 the boys | Just stuck around waiting for the corpse,

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“FN a couple of hours Young Grover was back with a thou-sand-word typewritten life of Roon, | and not a blemish on him, Tt | knocked the wind out of Murdock and he had to hire Grover at a | juicy price for fear some other rag | would hear about the interview and’ | grab it. The boys pumped Grover and learned what really happened. | “It seems that Roon took a.punch | Grover soon as he found out the kid wanted, but Grover | saw it coming and ducked. They | went into a melee with Grover | slipping and blocking punches at first and then kidding Roon with | shots like, ‘you telegraphed that | Sue. and ‘your arms ain't long | |

| at | what

enough.’ “After 10 minutes of it Roon sat [down panting and laughed. He got | the whole story out of the kid and then wrote the biography on the | promise that Grover would teach him hoxing and wrestling. Grover [went up to see Roon two or three | times a week for six months and | taught Roon all he knew.” | George paused for a moment and then went on. ‘Grover was a good kid and well liked all over town, [ but he just couldn't take it. Booze and the bright lights got him. He was drunk s6 much that Murdock | finally had to can him.” “That goes to show that Roon | isn't all bad,” I protested. “He gave | Grover a start.” | “Tt wasn't a start,” George said, [ “just a respite. The lad Roon beat | up only a minute ago was Dwight Grover.” | THE END

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