Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 17 November 1939 — Page 36

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lamp shade, still turned toward the —“but there's one ' puzzling thing, Capt. Dawson. Benthorne's bédy is almost under the desk The impact of the bullet should “have knocked him backward, but he fell on his face.” “Someone might have ‘turned him over,” Dawson supplied. *“I doubt that,” the coroner con- - tinued. “Blood flowed directly from the wound to the carpet. There was no trickle across the face—and killela Jan's Wipe off the faces of theif victims. = Benthorne was reaching for something when he was killed.” “The gun?” “The revolver is in a drawer “tol the right. If, seated in his.chalr, Benthorne had jumped for the gun, his body would have fallen to the % right. ‘As it was, he fell to the left. He must have been reaching for a left-hand drawer, and was completely off balance—” H#There’s nothing but a cheekboek, a diary, a box of cigars and a few letters in that left drawer. The others are empty,” Dawsen inter- + rupted. “You've got ail the pictures and you want now?” he went The deputy nodded. “Then take the body to the city ‘morgue. Hold it there until you hear from me.” Dawson turned to a detective, ‘ i G — busy at the window. “Any finger- Ps “FOR NANCY -- prints? : DO NOT OPEN Not a one, or footprints, either. ; : 4 UNTIL That rain “I came here to see Yale play Princeton, : young man—not to listen to ; CHRISTMAS /*

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“I'm sure, sir. The sill has a mark that might have been made FLAPPER FANNY by a rubber sole. The person who | came through the window wore: gloves, wiped the sill off after he; climbed out, and was careful walk lightly. What tracks he did leave were washed out by the | i, and you can’t track him em sidewalk.” ey ” Dawson went on. “Let me have a full report as soon as possible. And send up the pictures. And have-Dan Flynn éonie in here right y. He's with the prisoners in the front room. I'm giving them time to think up good storiés!™ “I'll send him, Captain” The detective closed the door, Dawson was alone in the study. He walked to the door, surveyed the scene. The light caught him full in the face. The open safe, the bookcase pulled >» out. Had Benthorne done that? Or had someone actually been in the room after Benthorne was shot? 3 tJ ” » BENTHORNE'S FALL to the left of the desk might be explained if wl XS : ; the killer had entered through the ! | 1 A) S : Kad a2 : = . LSP>@ a \ 4 1724) ¢

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