Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 8 October 1938 — Page 14

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SERIAL STORY—

MURDER TO MUSIC

By NARD JONES

CAST OF CHARACTERS — MYRNA DOMBEY—Heroine. Wife of | the sensational swing band leader. | ROBERT TAIT—Hero. Newspaper phetographer—detective. ANNE LESTER—Mryrna’s closest friend. DANNIE FEELEY—Officer assigned to investigate Ludden Dombey’s murder.

Yesterday: Tait and Anne find the cottage and discover Myrna hiding.

CHAPTER SIX

. H, Myma!” Anne stumbled forward in the darkness and clutched the frightened girl who stood back against the wall <1 “Anne! » Nprnas voice choked. Then: “I might know you'd try to find me—and after I got here, I wanted you so!” | “How about some asked, trying to make sound jovial. | Myrna did not answer at once Then shed emanded ina queer, tight voice. “Who is that, Anne?” “Robert Tait. He was—at our table.” In the accustomed

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silence Tait's eves grew to the dark room. He say Myrna move across it. A match struck. and her hands lighting a kerosene lamp at the table. In the uncertain vellow glare she looked very little like the smart. happy girl had met only a few hours before at the Pacifiic-Plaza “You'd better sit down,” gently. “Cigaret?” She took one gratefully. accepted his light with fingers trembling “Thanks . . so much. I—I suppose I'm a coward to act like this. But I wanted to run. Just keep on running. And somehow the only place I could think of was here.” Tait nodded. “Fortunately Anne knew vou well enough to figure just that. And we don’t think youre a coward. I believe I'd want to scram mvself. But it won't do much good. Myrna You've got to face the nusic.” He could have slit his own tongue as he mentioned “music” for Myrna cringed at th “You'll be all right “Thev’ll want to ask you a few ques tions They?” “The police.” Myrna’s head “Then—then they who killed him?” “Not yet, Myrna.” = = ~ HE girl was silent a moment staring into space. Then she straightened in her chair. her fists clenching. The cigaret dropped to floor. “It was one of those women who did ii.” she cried. “They were all in love with him. They couldn't bear to see one woman have him So vou see—I—I'm really to blame. If he hadn't married—" Tait took her bv the shoulders “That's enough of that kind of talk. Myrna. You've got to get hold of vourself.” He held her gaze sharpIx “Who was with you here tonight. Myrna?” “With me?” Anne Lester's voice cut in gen“Listen. Myrna, when you t truth it's good enough for me idn’t vou know there was someone round here tonight?” 1 You must be mistaken.” Tait shot a significant glance toward Anne. “Perhaps we were. We thought we heard someone in the brush.” He took up the lamp. “We can negotiate that path better with this, I think. Lets get back to town.” ‘Without protest, Myrna allowed Anne to take her arm and guide her from the shack. Tait went ahead, ! holding the lamp aloft. When they reached the car. he blew against the wick. Then. after holding the lamp te cool a moment, he tossed it into the tall weeds by the side of the road

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» = ~ HEY put Myrna between them in the little coupe. and started down the narrow road. For the first time. Tait noticed Myrna's shoes. They were the evening slippers she had worn to her wedding. And they were streaked and torn. The hem of her long dress was In shreds! i Myrna, how did vou get here?” “I hired a taxi to the fork in the road.” she said dully. “And tramped here the way?” “Yes. I didn’t want the driver to know where I was going. I—I told him I lived in a farm house down the other road and didn't want my father to hear the car so late. The fare was more than I could pav, and I—" her voice broke. “I had to give him Lud’s ring.” “Do you know the company that ran the cab?” “It was a green and red one.” “Good. The outfit's all right. I'll] straighten up the fare, and we'll get | back the ring.” | = x» x EARILY Myrna dropped her head on Anne Lester's shculSoon she was asleep, obto the noise of the car's engine. After a moment, Anne said | softly, “What's the program when we get back to town?” I think you gals sleep In my apartment. Dunphy and Dannie Feeley be camping around yours. let her sleep until noon, at Then well have some lunch and] rehearse a little talk Myrna will] have to give down at headquarters.” | Anne's eyes were filled with grateful admiration. “I don't imagine they make a man any better] than you. Bob Tait.” | “There've been plenty of com-| plaints,” grunted Tait. “Another | thing—you and Myrna can't go out| in daylight in the clothes you're wearing. Tomorrow when the] stores open you'd better do some shopping. I can furnish the price of a couple of modest outfits—" “Oh. no. My credit's good at Bilger’s. I'll go there.” “T'll admit I'm glad to hear that. I don't know how long it will be to my next job. Looks like I'm going to be too busy to take any pictures for a while.” “But why? As soon as Myrng puts in an appearance—" “She's going to be in hot water. And the police are likely to want to keep her there as long as theyre up a tree. This is going to be a tough one to crack, even for a smart fellow like Dannie Feeley. And Lud Dombey was so well] known that the public won't let it +

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slide.” He looked apprehensively at the sleeping girl. “The fact is, I don't think Myrna is going to get| out of this mess until the murder of Dombey is unmistakably fastened on somebody else.” Anne was silent a moment. “And vou mean—you'll keep on helping until it is?” “God and Dannie Feeley willing, yes.”. He grinned. “I'm a Boy Scout at heart.”

(To Be Continued)

( events and characters in this stor A are wholly fictitious) }

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