Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 13 October 1937 — Page 22
CAST OF CHARACTERS PRISCILLA PIERCE—Heroine, Woman attorney, AMY KERR — Cilly’s roommate and murderer's victim, JIM KERRIGAN—Cilly’s fiancee, HARRY HUTCHINS — Amy's strange visitor. SERGT. DOLAN-—-Officer assigned (o solve the murder of Amy Kerr.
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Yesterday: Harry Hutchins calls on Priscilla and is rebuffed when he intimates Kerrigan was behind the murder. Then as he leaves, Cilly turns suddenly te her bedroom, begins rummaging through her lower bureau drawer.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
- HIS is a surprise,” Cilly said to the stalwart figure in the doorway. “I didn’t expect to see you again today.” Sergt. Dolan peeled himself out of his dripping raincoat and hung it over the kitchen door. “I didn’t expect to be here,” he commented. “Enjoy the picture?” “Very much, thank you. Except that I missed some visitors by being out this afternoon.” Dolan looked at her shrewdly. “So they muffed it, eh? Well, might have known, . . . ” He walked into the living room, looked around. Cilly went table lamps. quickly.
about lighting
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“CO your afternoon was wasted?”
she asked “As far as your apartment is concerned, vet But we had better luck in other quarters.” “Where?” “At the Ralston.” Cilly started. The Ralston Hotel was where Jim lived “Did Jim leave a forwarding address at the Ralston?” “No. He wasn't quite siderate.” Cilly straightened a chair, down, a little fearful you discover then?” she inquired
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OLAN leaned forward. “Remember what 1 told you about the bonds stolen by Kerr's father from the Bluefields National Bank? That they were still missing? Well, we got a thousand ddéllars’
afternoon in room
young Kerr's
at the Ralston. Fanny thing about |
it—Martin searched that room thoroughly on Monday afternoon, but you know the old saving: If vou want to hide scmething thoroughly, stick it right out where anybody can see it. That's what Kerr did. The bonds were out on a table, carelessly slipped into a magazine. Martin looked through every crack and crevice of that room, into bureau drawers and between the sheets. But he never thought of going through the magazine; that was too obvious.” “A little too obkous, it seems to me,’ Cilly retorted “I'll bet someone put them there.”
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os HO? Kerr Senior stole them: his son is here to dispose of them. I don’t know what miracle of fiction vou saw this afternoon, but don't ask me to believe that a vindictive, vicious cleaningwoman slipped those bonds into the magazine.” “1 won't ask wow to believe anything. Youre determined to accuse Jim Kerrigan, and you've a one-track mind, Sergeant.” “Not at all. But when all the evidence points to one man, we can't overlook him because a certain young lady has responded to his personality.” “All the evidence does not point
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“Ninety per cent of it does. Kerr's been traveling outside the law these past several months didn’t want you to know that, so to bargain with the girl not to teil, he asked her to meet him upon the roof. where he probably hoped. if
she didn’t come to terms, that she'd |
accidentally fall off.” “You told me she was strangled frst. . . “So she was. I didn’t say he took her up there deliberately to kill her. Thev were pretty close to each other; perhaps he thought he could reason with her. Then suddenly he lost his head. The first thing he grabbed was a piece of clothes-
line. Then. frightened at what he'd |
done. he threw her off the roof, hoping it would look like an accident. I told you it's no new thing for this young man to run amuck. At the trial out in Bluefields they
had several demonstrations of his | the com- |
wild temper. I've got : plete file on the Kerr case, if you want to come down and check up on it for yourself.” ”
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ILLY was staring out of the window, watching the rain beat against the glass looked Dolan calmly in the eye. “Perhaps 1 will, some day,” she said with deliberation. “If you ever indict Jim Kerrigan for this murder, I'll defend him. And I'll save
him. Sergt. Dolan, in spite of you. |
There's nothing 1 won't do to free Jim . «
Dolan frowned, surprised at the
fierce promise in her words. “It's not a question of what you can or will do. Miss Pierce” reminded her. “A jury usually decides whether a man’s guilty or not. got. . . . Wait! There's something else we found this afternoon at the Ralston.”
He dug into his coat pocket, drew |
forth something wrapped in paper.
He handed it to Cilly—a blue belt, |
a belt from a woman's chiffon dress.
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to her lips, her eyes staring hypnoticaliy at this new piece of evi-
dence. Kerr's blue chiffon dress . . .
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Dolan was still speaking; she heard his voice, relentlessly pursuing: “. ... found it in the pocket of one of his jackets . . . probably wore it here. We have the dress down at headquarters. You remember the girl was holding it in | her hand. . . .” But the words | did not register in her mind. = tJ tJ UDDENLY the throbbing in her temples gave way to a sharp, insistent ringing. Habit, more than understanding, forced her to her feet and propelled her to the telephone. Like a sleepwalker, she picked up the receiver, mumbled a mechanical “Hello.” “Hello! Hello, Cilly, darling!” Her heart stopped. It was Jim's voice which came over the wire to her! Jim was home again! Everything would be all right now. . . . But would it? There was Sergt. Dolan, seated not six feet away, | watching her like a cat. . . . Do- | ian, who believed Jim guilty in spite | of everything. . . . Why, Jim wouldnt have a | chance! Not now, with all this | new evidence piling up. . . . “Hello!” Cilly said again, mechan{feally, just to hold the connection. | She was afraid to say more.
ye ELLO! Cilly, what's the matter? Can't you hear me?” “Hello.” She said it a third time, | stupidly, tonelessly. Dolan would [think it was a wrong number. . . . | If only her knees wouldn't shake so! “Cilly!” Jim's voice again. “I just got in from Newark Airport. I'm at the Pennsylvania. I'll come right over . . Instantly, Cilly found her voice. The words tumbled from her lips, fast and decisive, before Dolan could get their full meaning: “You mustn't do that. They're waiting to get you, here in my apartment.” Dolan was on his feet immediately, fire in his eye. “Who was that?” he demanded. Cilly did not answer. “So!” he shouted. “You have no idea where the fellow is, but he's rear enough to keep in touch with you by telephone. Well, we’ll take care of that, young lady.
your apartment to take future messages.” Cilly paid no attention to his words. Let him arrest her. What did it matter? If only Jim would understand and keep away. . . .
(To Be Continued)
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ALIBI—By Glenn Reilly
ort Story
ITH an ironic gesture Duke Janvers tore off the used | sheet from the calendar, crumpled [ it in his left hand and threw it into | the wastebasket. He smiled at the | simple act, not because of the fact that it marked the passing of six months since he had put his plan | into operation, but because of the | increasingly instinctive facility with | which he used that left hand. | Even now when he was alone there dangled at the end of his | straight-hanging right arm a full | complement of apparently lifeless | digits. He flexed the long fingers, | grinning. It wouldn't do to unconZoiouslé convince himself that his | right arm was hopelessly paralyzed! [A man who made his living by | boosting and forging checks had | need of usable, clever fingers.
Duke looked at the clean new sheet on the calendar. It was a certainty that the next sheet wouldn't be viewed from the vantage point of | a prison cell, as he had inspected so many. For the first time in his precarious career, he had taken pains to plan carefully the job beforehand and eliminate all possibilities of failure. And he was set for a Killing this time! = ” "
AYBE he hadn't been smart when he faked an injury in an auto collision six months ago and claimed that his right arm was in- | capable of movement! He had the incontrovertible evidence of a reputable insurance company physician on that score. | treatment had osfensibly failed to
| show any improvement in the con- |
dition. Duke laughed at the joke of it. It was the simplest thing in the world to fake! All he had to do was to refuse his arm movement when he was observed. How could anyone tell that he simply refused to move jt? It was perfect! The simulated incapacity of using that right arm was his ace in the hole—his alibi. For six months now he had at all times stressed the fact whenever he was with anyone who was familiar to him.
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UKE was not fool enough to believe that he could get away for too long with his practice without tripping himself up at some point. But the alibi was his compensation for that. now he had been practicing Clay- | ton Barnes’ signature. Casual references | Barnes had identified him insidi- | ously with the tycoon of the industrial world. When the time came he would be all set to pass a forged check at the hotel and make a leisurely getaway without
| of the bungling he had done in the past. Only a smart guy could plan a job, be patient and miss no tricks! For two entire days after he had prepared the check Duke carefully and painstakingly inspected his work. Under the high power microscope he had rented, the faked
Mind Your Manners
Test your knowledge of correct social usage by answering the following questions, then checking against the authoritative answers below: 1. Is it necessary for a boy to open the door for his mother? 2. Is it all right for a boy to whistle at a girl to get her attention? 3. Is it necessary for a school girl to introduce to her parents any playmates she might bring home with her? 4. When boys and girls are at a party together, which should be the first to suggest going home? 5. Is it good manners for a girl to glower or make cutting remarks to a boy because he does not offer her his seat on a crowded street car?
What would you do if— You are a boy or girl who is about to leave a party given by a friend of your own age— (A) Thank your friend for the good time you have had? (B) Thank his mother? (C) Thank both your friend and his mother?
Answers 1. Certainly. 2. No. 3. Indeed it is.
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suspicion. | He was amused at the recollection |
paper was subjected to the most minute scrutiny, compared with the genuine signature. It was perfect, Duke judged finally, and he was no mean judge of handwriting. In his room in the dingy little boarding house Duke read the afternoon papers and gloated. The story had cracked into prominence in the | press, which Duke hadn't counted (upon. It wasn’t every day that a clever booster could take a big hotel for 10 grand so easily. un = »
detective from the “con” detail a few nights later at the Alamo. he was somewhat surprised, but did not betray it. Murphy stood at the doorway watching him as he handed his coat to the hat check girl, Murphy had waited a long time to pick him up on suspicion since [he had gotten out of prison. But | what did he care? He had an air- | tight alibi, and besides, all he would have to do when confronted with | Ciayton Barnes was to brazen it out | and claim that the check had been given to him. A perfect, undetect- | able signature on Barnes’ own check | would bear him out! | “The boor behind me is Detective | Murphy,” he said laughingly to the girl. "He will go through the pockets of my coat after you've hung it up.” | As a gesture of complete indifference he lifted the flower from the | overcoat buttonhole and transferred
|it to his suit lapel, the while hold- |
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HERE was a trial, of course. The hotel made no charges | because they were not sure of what | position they were in. Barnes charged Duke with forgery and used the hotel's check for his case. Duke took things easily and assumed the | air of a man whose good intentions | had been maliciously maligned. He intimated that he would bring a counter suit for slander and defamation of character. The jury was visibly impressed. Murphy sat in one of the front rooms of the courtroom during the trial, puzzled. He was normally certain, Duke knew, that somebody | was frying to run a game. But Murphy was helpless in the face of the evidence.
Duke relaxed on the day the ver- |
dict was to be brought in. A final | summation had been made by defense and prosecution.
view. And then, he would be exactly $10,000, minus lawyer's fees and incidental expenses, richer for six months’ work and the ability to overlook no small detail. It pala to have an alibi! ” ” on HE jury was receiving instructions from the court when Duke first saw Murphy walking down the aisle with a broad grin on his homely face. The forger felt a momentary misgiving. What caused that elated look on Murphy's face? Even while Murphy was being sworn in as a surprise witness for the prosecution, Duke couldn't imagine what angle Murphy had up his sleeve. The testimony hinged upon his | complete inability to have forged anything. A famous handwriting | expert had | that the signature was genuine, be- | sides being written by a right-hand- | ed person. And Duke's testimony land witnesses proved his inability | to use his right arm or hand! He smiled thinly at Murphy. Murphy smiled right back and | beckoned to a blond young girl in | the back of the courtroom, a girl | whose face seemed vaguely familiar to Duke. | “Miss McDermott,” said Murphy, | “is the hat check girl at the Alamo. | Are you not, Miss McDermot?” | “Yes, sir,” replied Miss McDer- | mot, taking the stand. “Is the defendant's right arm | paralyzed Miss McDermot?” “No, sir, it is not.” | “Why do yoy say that?” | “Well,” replied the witness, “we | both saw him remove a flower from | his overcoat and pin it on his suit with his right hand.” | “Thank you,” said Detective Mur- | phy. “That will be all.” | THE END
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