Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 1 September 1939 — Page 27
FRIDAY, SEPT. 1, 1939
SERIAL STORY—
Murder on The Boardwalk
By ELINORE COWAN STONE
CAST OF CHARACTERS CHRISTINE THORENSON-—came to visit her cousin, found a mystery, BILL YARDLEY-—had a reason for watching Christine. GEORGE WILMET—employed Christine as a boardwalk artist, CHANDRA looked into the fatare— and into the past.
Yesterday: Inspector Parsons reveals that Mrs. Talbert was killed in a wheel | chair, on the Boardwalk, that the murderer had stolen the chair, wheeled his victim to the :tudio, pushed the | chair off the promenade. He made one | slip, the tide did not carry the chair | out to sea.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN “ OES it occur to you, Inspector,” | Chandra went on-—still very | stiffiy— “that there are interesting | similarities between Mrs. Talbert'’s| abduction and that of her nephew?” “Just what do you mean?” | “In the case of Earl Talbert, also, | there were threatening notes. In| that case, too, the victim was at first thought to have been kidnaped, and perhaps murdered, in his own car. In that case the victim had been drugged—or so it was made to appear. . . . And that case was confused by misleading attempts to incriminate others.” “Don’t you think youre crowding this hunch of yours about the nephew's being alive? You would not push it so far, I suppose, as to suggest that Mrs. Talbert kidnaped herself?” “Only far enough to suggest that the two abductions were planned by | the same mind-—according to a simi- | lar pattern. . . . I think, Inspector, that the time has come to confess that Mr. Jaspar has not been entively frank with you. I happen to know—" Christine was the only one in a position to watch the medium after he had stepped into the alcove where his desk stood. It seeemd to her that he fumbled unnecessarily long in an umper drawer before he came back and handed the inspector a folded sheet of paper. At length the inspector said, “Perhaps we might pass this around. Someone might--have a suggestion.” He handed the paper to Bill, who read it and passed it without comment to Jaspar. Jaspar adjusted his glasses and scanned the paper with startled at-| tention before he put it into Chris-| tine's hand. Removing the sun glasses she still | wore, Christine t.ought, after a| first glance, this is impossible. . . .| With shaking fingers she passed | the sheet to Mr. Wilmet, | The little man also adjusted his
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have been handed to you at once.” Whatever Christine had expected, ft was anything but this. For the paper, written in a small, but clear script, with ink barely dry, had read: no & “700 will find that one person in this room will be unable to read this. He will pretend to, and may offer some harmless comment; because of all those here, he can-| not allow it to be guessed that his vision is very bad. He will have
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actually one of the messages he sent | to Mrs. Talbert. The paper and the arrangement on the sheet are iden- | tical with those of one of the extortion notes Mrs. Talbert showed me. . . . Have you noticed that Mr Wiimet stumbled in finding a chair, and almost fell over a footstool?” “You are right, Chandra,” the inspector said quietly The report that came a few minutes ago from Mrs. Talbert's oculist makes | it clear that the fragments of lens we found in that wheelchair did not come from her spectacles. . . You are all wearing glasses | —or Miss Thorenson was, Mr. | Wilmet'—his voice dropped into] a pool of silence— “well begin | with you. Of course you won't mind giving us the name of your | specialist?” “Why, of course.” Mr, Wilmet |
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dent. “I've got my glasses from the same man for years.” “But not those glasses,” the clairvoyant said softly. “Naturally, people with vision as poor as yours always carry an extra pair for emergencies. You had yours with you, if you recollect, when yon came to my studio on the afternoon before Mrs. Talbert's murder. Probably is was pure inspiration that made vou slip into your briefcase that dagger vou had seen me wearing while Miss Thorenson drew my picture.” “I wear that dagger only on parade,” Chandra went on. “When you came, it was lying on a low table near the chair you took. I didn’t miss it till some time after yon went.” 1 thought you called yourself a medium?” Mr. Wilmet looked toward the inspector for applause. “That's what the inspector calls me. I call myself a student of human nature. You see, I make it my business to remember things other people hardly notice. .. And among other things, Inspector, although I have seen Earl Talbert only twice, I recall certain peculiarities which were common to both him and his aunt. They were both superstitious. “The first time I saw Farl Talbert, a few days before he—disappeared—he came to consult me because—he said, he had dreamed | that he was in great danger. I saw no threat for him-—he went away reassured that his scheme would work. ® 8 8 HE second time I saw him was yesterday, when our Mr. Wilmet came here, also apparently to consult me about his warning dreams. Perhaps that was what he really wanted at first; but after I had again reassured him, and he
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man as the person who stole your dagger?”
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gently. “But only one of them wore | “I don’t think that will be nec- lenses like the pair vou dropped | tion about whose these are when essary, Inspector. Before we are from your pocket. No wonder you we get into touch with the opthrough, he will identify himself. found it impossible to replace them tician,” the inspector said.
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