Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 10 October 1940 — Page 25

THURSDAY, OCT. 10, 1940

SERIAL STORY—

New York Jungle

By Wray Wade Severn

YESTERDAY: Adam introduces his wife, Pat, 20 years younger than himself. Marta’ makes a brilliant entrance, and the tension cases. Coffee is served in Adam’s basement trophy room. Nella tries the door, fails to open it. Hugh also

iiss, then announces: “We're locked

CHAPTER THREE

ADAM JERKED at the door. “It’s locked, all right.”

“Locked in!” Patricia Langdon breathed, eyes half ironical, half

afraid. “What a climax to the evening!”

“Climax? Say beginning, Pat,” Gundrum corrected. “Probably a

gang of thieves are upstairs, looting the place.” “Then ‘we are as helpless as rats In a trap.” Nella began to cry. “Stop that, Nella!” Hugh com- - manded. | “With five able-bodied

men and a gun rack to protect you, what have you to fear?” “Were all the windows closed on the upper floors, Togi?” Adam asked. “Closed because of storm. Maybe thief could get in by using penknife | at window latch,” the valet replied. “Someone may he playing a joke on us,” Marta suggested. “Who that we know would be out in this storm, breaking into a house Just for a joke?” Sidney demanded. A low rumble of thunder, followed by a gust of wind and a torrent of rain gave point to his words. “The sooner we get upstairs, the less we’ll find missing,” Hugh said. “Shall I shoot the lock, Adam?” “Yes, but stand as far as possible from the door so as not to splinter the oak,” Adam Langdon told him. : “Don’t shoot until all of us are armed, Hugh,” Sidney suggested. “There may be a gang up there. Never can tell, and it’s best to play safe.” Acting immediately on his own suggestion, Braitwood led the way to the gun racks. While most of Langdon’s guns were antiques, they were all |in working order—Adam insisted upon that. Insisted, too, that each derringer and dueling pistol be kept loaded. “A gun is no good if it can’t be used.” he had explained. “I like to see just how well they shoot, anyway.” In a few seconds selected a weapon. before the door. “If anyone is in the hall trying to play a joke on us, get out of the way,” he’called. “I'm shooting the lock.” - The ticking of the clock above the fireplace was the only . sound while they wailed for the sound of retreating steps. Then another gust of wind and a loud peal of thunder wiped out the silence. A second terrific detonation followed. It rocked the house with such loud violence that none knew whether or not Hugh had actually fired. Instantly, the lights went out.

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TERROR SWEPT through the blackness of the room. A pinpoint of light flickered beneath the coffee urn. Vivid flashes of lightning revealed frightened faces. A woman screamed. Then thunder crashed about them, as the full fury of the storm seemed concentrated on this single, isolated house. A brilliant flash illuminated the room for a fraction of @& second. Almost instantly, the explosion of thunder shook the house again. Outside. a tree crashed to the ground. Stillness followed. A match flickered momentarily in the blackness, went out. Then the storm unleashed a new barrage. No one spoke. All stood tense, half afraid the house might be struck. Braitwood, at Hugh’s right, moved toward the door. It swung open at his pull. He struck a match, held it high. as he peered out into the hall. The draft from the open door extinguished the light. “Stay here and guard the women, Adam!” Hugh's voice rang out. “Sid and I will go upstairs. Gundrum, vouwd better look in the storeroom. Togi, you search the furnace room. 1f you get in a corner, call us and we'll come running back.” ; The men, grouped about the door, heard the directions, but over at the table where the women remained, his words were not audible above the storm, as it later appeared. At the foot of the stairs leading up from the hall outside the Jungle, the four men separated, Sidney following Hugh; gun in hand. Gundrum and Togi turned to nearby doors. Hugh and Sidney found the door at the top of the stairs unlocked, and, to their surprise, the upper floors fully lighted. «By Jove,” Hugh exclaimed, “I thought the entire lighting plant had been. crippled. Must have been a fuse that blew out in the Jungle.” They moved cautiously forward to the front door. It was locked. There were no wet footprints to suggest that anyone had come in that way. Back and side doors also 7 locked. NO amchoY, I don’t have that uncanny feeling that I always get when I'm stalking big game, Sid. Hugh whispered in a puzzled tone. Gundrum, followed by Togi, joined them, neither having found the lower rooms disturbed. They, too, were surprised at finding the upper part of the house still lighted, and Togi agreed that a fuse might have blown out in the Jungle. «1 take candles down to ladies. They afraid in the darkness,” he Sale ah nodded and Togi snatched candles from the dinner table. As he disappeared down the basement stairway, the three men moved toward the drawing room. An agonized cry—a scream of terror—came

Jungle.

” 8 SIDNEY was the first to reach the doorway of the Jungle. Togi was trying to light a candle, but his hands shook so that the match went out. ‘The valet had been out of sight only an instant. Baaitwood grabbed the candle, ignited it, held the flickering light high above his head. He knew Hugh and Gundrum had rushed down the stairs at his heels; he heard Craig call out to Pat. Adam Langdon’s wife still sat behind the tiny flame of the oldfiir isa e

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Adam Langdon leaned against the head of his trophy in an odd, unnatural manner. His head slumped forward. At his feet lay Marta. Not two feet from her outstretched hand was the pistol with which Adam had armed himself when they had discovered that the door was locked. (To Be Continued)

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