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MURDER IN PARADISE

". By Marguerite Gahagan

THE STORY: Friendly, high-spirited

‘Maudie O'Connor is sometimes a problem |

#6 her schoolteacher daughter, who wondlers if Maudie will be satisfied with a really quiet vacation at Paradise Lake, At 'week’s end Maudie knows most of the Aocsl gossip—has become acquainted with elderly innkeeper Chris Gordon, strict spinster Miss Millie Morris and her pretty * “miece, Jeanie, whose summer remances _ with sophisticated Herbert Cord Miss Mil- *. (Me _had resented so bitterly. This year QOord has returned to Paradise Lake with LL Margie Dixon, introducing her as “his flancee, much to Jeanie’s chagrin snd embarrassment. . Late one night Mary and her mother find the body of iMerbert Cord in a mint bed near their .° CHAPTER TWO ‘IT WAS BECAUSE of Finn Mci€ool that Maudie and I were there “on ‘the tree-lined back road at that 4 We: had sat around listening op a late dance program and then arted for bed. Finn McCool had patched ' on the door and since er Maudie nor I were through cold, cream stage, IT had pushed 3 ‘out impolitely with the order : hot to go away. : Maudie was getting in bed be‘fore she remembered him again and by that time he had forgotten my “order and no amount of whistling “or calling brought him back. There ‘was nothing left to do but start Junting. ’ vir “It’s the moon,” Maudie said, try"dng to hush my criticism of her dog. “After all, he’s a very well-bred aninial with papers and a pecligree and . you certainly can’t ‘expect, him to stay in on a night like this.” ; ‘We walked down the lane with my ~ flashlight searching the bushes for that button-eyed little beast. © The odor of mint and the sight of _ McCool came-at one and the same “time. He was standing off the road . ®&.ways, nearly hidden by the deep grass, and his body was a frozen ‘IT kept the light on him, telling him in no uncertain terms what I ‘ thought of his nightly prowling, but “he didn’t move a muscle.

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‘ably intending to forestall any move ‘my part to chastise him. ething more forceful than words, “Why, he's caught something,” she

Pussy cat,” I said hopefully.. “That t teach him and you, too, to renights.” |

1 ‘didn’t immediately recognize : the body of the man sprawled there 88 ‘that of Herbert Cord. I just that a human being ‘was there, lying with ‘that horrible limpass that, even to one unfamiliar h death, means life has gone. "he discovery came so suddenly t for a long moment I wasn’t

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the long, wet grass with the murdered man a few feet away was too much for me. I laughed hysterically .and the night breeze made the sweat on my brow feel like ice “And don’t be feminine. There have been plenty of other times when you could have shown a little of that to good advantage, but this isn’t one of them. It would be a waste of effort, so just remember I'll be back in no

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and I was content to wait for someone else to tell me the details, I wondered what events in a man’s life could lead to this ending. It

was at that point that I remembered Maudie’s story of Cord’s fiancee, Margie Dixon, and of the past summer’s romance with Jeanie Morris.

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