Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 23 October 1940 — Page 26

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SERIAL STORY—

New York Jungle

By Wray Wade Severn

YESTERDAY—Searching for the whim- . pering dog, Sidney and Marta discover a secret passageway from Adam's room to the Jungle. Sidney goes down, convinced that someone has just preceded him. Marta follows. There is no one in the Jungle. Suddenly Marta points te the figure of the huge ape—it is casting & double shadow.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN THE MAN who cast that shadow had heard them enter the Jungle, or

at least he had heard something]

that had caused him to hide. He might be armed. Might even be the murderer,

But he could not watch their||

movements from his hiding place]

behind the ape. To crane his head toward the fireplace would reveal his identity. Cautiously, Sidney maneuvered toward the lioness where he could command both the door and the fireplace. From that vantage point he could fire if the fellow moved in| either direction to escape. Marta! followed. At the block on which the lioness stood, Sidney halted and waited. He did not think they had been observed. She steadied herself against his shoulder. He could feel a trembling in her body and he wished for the | hundredth time. that he had insisted upon her remaining in her room. Then he forgot about her. Forgot everything but the need for vigilance. The shadow had begun to divide. He's going to make a dash for the door. He'd not dare try for the fireplace, Sidney decided. He heard us move in that direction even if he didn’t see us. He heard a gasp behind him, Marta's hand slipped gently from his ;shoulder. Turning quickly, he caught her unconscious form in his arms. For the second time that night * she had fainted. She had overestimated her strength. Stifling a betraying exclamation, Sidney eased her noiselessly to the floor. It took but an instant, but he had had-to turn his back to the ape. When he turned around again, the ape cast only a single shadow. The hall door was swinging.

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He knew Murphy, a state trooper, was on guard in the kitchen. Unless this mysterious intruder had the quickness of a cat, he would run into trouble as soon as he reached upper hall. GRASPING HIS pistol, Braitwood rushed into the hall. It was pitch dark. He found the stairs and bounded up. The door at the top was locked. He banged on the panel with the butt of his revolver and shouted. In a moment he heard hurried steps. Togi, half dressed, opened the door. Behind him stood Henry Barkes, in pajamas. Both had bare feet. “What happen, Mr. Braitwood?” the valet demanded. “Someone was hiding .in the Jungle. He ran up these stairs and locked the door on me so I couldn't follow him,” Sidney said. “Run down and look out for Miss Hempfield, Togi. She has fainted. . . . Barkes, where's that damned trooper?” “Trooper no good. Work day, work night. Go to sleep, I think,” Togi sneered. The commotion had wakened Murphy and he blustered into the hall demanding what the racket meant. He took charge of the search. But if the shadow had been made by an outsider, that outsider had already escaped. They covered every inch of the rambling old house, and found no trace of an intruder. “Maybe you and Miss Hempfield gaw the shadow of something outside the~ window, Mr. Braitwood,” Murphy suggested. “A weather vane

in the house next mine looks double | in some lights, sir. After what's just

happened, anyone might hear almost anything and see it, too. No one could have passed me in the kitchen and I'd-have heard him run into the hall.” “You no fall asleep, Mr. Trooper?” Togi accused. “Sleep? Me! I never fell asleep on a job yet. What brought you into the hall so quick, little man?” Murphy eyed the valet with angry suspicion. “My room right near basement stairs. I look into kitchen when I run out to see who at the door.” “Oh, yeah?” Murphy sneered. “Oh, lar!” Togi gave back. Barkes, it developed, had slept in the library. made a point of all remaining under the one roof until he returned. Though the chauffeur’s quarters were over the garage, he had gone there only to get his pajamas, he said. After Murphy had examined the ghaft with a powerful flash, he changed his opinion concerning Sidney’s imagination. Three sets of finger and foot prints were visible; Marta's, Sidney's and those of a stranger. The last were badly blurred. = «your shadow was a wise guy, Mr. Braitwood. He wore gloves and came down in stocking feet.” He sniffed the air. “Smells like chloroform up this shaft.” Turning to Togi, he barked an order: “Get the people in the house into the library. I want to know what they say they

were doing a few minutes ago.” 2 8 8 PATRICIA LANGDON, Nella, Gundrum and Hugh responded to the summons. All except Gundrum, who apparently had not been to bed and was still fully dressed, were in

robes. Their rehensive. AP Did any of you just try to get out of the house unnoticed or do some dirty work in that museum ‘just now?” Murphy demanded. «If you used common sense, you would realize that women do ‘not try to leave a house In their night gowns,” Gundrum answered for the en. ens coats cover a lot, and there are rain coats in the hall closet. I spotted them,” Murphy countered. This was logical. Anyone planning an escape might—had he known about the shaft—have descended that way when he heard Sidney prowling about the upper halls. He could have passed Togi’s closed door, gone ‘through the Kkitchen without awakening Murphy, and have left the house by the front entrance. That is, if Barkes had not heard him. Barkes said he had

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escape? Why the chloroform? The questions could not be answered. It developed that Gundrum, too, had heard the dog but he said he thought the animal was outside. Neither Nella nor Sidney mentioned they had known of Gundrum’s visit to Pat, but Nella said that she had had an unhappy dream and had awakened crying. Perhaps that had

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“What did you dream, Miss?” Murphy asked kindly. - “I dreamed I heard my uncle cry for help,” the girl said in a low voice, “I saw him. His face was like an animal's after prey. It frightened me. I cried out.” Like one in a trance, she stood suddenly still, staring as if at a vision. (To Be Continued)

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