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O’Malley was excited when he returned with the photographs. “We’re Identified the print on the pun with one of these sets we found In the h study,” he reported eagerly. "Look here. Sergeant.” Side by Bide, he laid two negatives, as he Indicated the similarity of whorls and lines which marked the two prints as Identical. Kilday nibbed his hands delightedly. ••Take a squint at them. Peter." he Invited. “Here’s one time our fingerprints are going to prove a case for 118." The novelist examined the prints carefully. “But why didn’t we find any prints on the* knife, then'* We know the murderer used it. but carefully wiped It off Inter. I don't understand why he should have been Bo careless about the revolver, or about leaving finger-prints in the room. Where's the Joker?” “You said It." exclaimed the sergeant. “Carelessne-s1 He didn't think we'd take the trouble to look ft»r a gun In the garden. a f ter we found the knife. And some time or another, he must have left s<itne prints In the study. If not. these two wouldn’t match. Peter. I’m point to hare the man who killed Franklin locked up by night.” “I hope you're right.” Cardigan Jooked doubtfuL Kllday only grinned. “Here," he wr«ite t'own a list of jqikpects in the case, beginning with Webster Spears, then read it aloud.' "S'■e.ir< Rylle Carmody, Ambrose Carmody. ' I Shipley, Choo Choo Train, I’an’el Bullis. Nicholas Royce and Itoctor Abernathy. With the exception of the woman In blue, that’s the list. “I already have Choo Choo's fingerprints on that cigarette case,” he contlnuetl./’and Miss Shipley wilkjie here before long. s»v you don’t need to worry about her.” He Wa« addressing his aBlatant. “As for the others. I want specimens of their prints ns soon as possible. Os course, you can’t afford to be obvious almut It Use cigarette casea and pretend you want to qnea tlon them about something else. Underslnml'” O’Malley nodded. “Good. Clean it up as quickly as possible. Before you go, though, tell them to hurry up a report on Choo Choo’s prints. I don’t want any time wasted. “Now we’re getting somewhere.*’ he grunted as O’Malley left the room. Then he wheeled, with a gesture of annoyance, a* his ;i--.-taj;t returned. “Os course I wasn't in -feny hurry about those prints.” he began, dourly. “I'll Aurry, Sergeant. I just came back to tell you that the Shipley girl Is here. She Just arrived." “Why didn’t you say so. Instead of standing there like an Idiot?” the officer grumbled. “Show her In.” He laid a newspaper over the grisly exhibits on his desk. Callis Shipley glanced Inquisitively from one man to the other. As before. Peter was struck by her beauty, not the least ap|»ea>ihg thing about it beHng that the girl seemed utterly un- * conscious-of it. She w.>re i». Peter with the same charming Indifference which she probably attached to the perfection of her costume, Peter was usually shy of women, particularly beautiful women, who never seemed to forget lheir own loveliness. Rut -he felt Instinctively that this was the sort of girl who could be a good comrade. Her blue eyes were ma le for laughter, in spite of the grnvpy of their present expression, and. he admitted It reluctantly, she stirred his sympathies, Just as she had before. \ In the duel that was to come, he knew that the. not Sergeant Kllday. would claim his partisanship. That very ' partisanship put him on his guard j against her, yet he could not con- ; trol It "You sent for me?” . I Peter noticed the slight tremor of • her bands, but she qUickly clasped them in her lap, where they might not ‘ betray her. She was frightened, then. | Kllday deposited his cigar in the tray, careful not to disturb the ash. Watching the girl shrewdly, ail the while. ' “Miss Shipley ” he began deliberately, “you didn’t tell us the truth, last sight, about your ride home from the church with Rylle Carmody. luiter I you admitted IL Why?” “1 told you. I—l had jumped to 1 conclusions concerning what had happened. I was worried. I was afraid of Involving Rylle. because 1 was sure he was innocent I realise npw. of J course, that was very foolish, but al' the time I Was frightened.’’ “Frightened? You mean on Rylie’s account?" 1 “Yea." She hesitated, as though gdoctant at making this man her con-' fldant, and then explained. “I have already told you that I love Rylle. We are to be married this fall.” “Let me see,” the sergeant appeared to be summing up the evidence in his own mind. “You knew Rylle didn’t like Franklin—he telephoned you yesterday that he couldn’t meet you because he had to see Franklin—he told you he had discovered that Franklin was having an affair with this actress, Choo Choo Train, didn’t her The girl nodded. “And so when Fraklin didn't show op and the wedding was postponed, you jumped to the conclusion that Rylle bad had something to do with it.

“But 1 don’t think so now. I know Rylle couldn’t have had anything to do with It. Why, anyone who knows Rylie knows he couldn’t have done such a thing.” Kllday nodded grimly. "That’s what you say now. hut Just the same, you admit you thought he was guilty, at first, in spite of the fact that you tell us yipi are in love with him. You can scarcely expect us to have more confidence in him .than you have, can you?" Callis Shepley clenched her fists. “Aren't you overlooking this? The very fact .that I am In love with him was probably responsible for my fears. Women are apt to be —hysterical, sometimes, concerning some one they love." Peter. listening, mistrusted the statemeat This girl, he thought, would be the last to grow hysterical. She was proving that now, In her defense of HyPe < 'armoi’v. The sergeant shrugged. “How many times did you visit the sacristy yesterday r was his next question. ••Once. I've told about that." “And you saw no one hut Nick Royce? You never saw Doctor Aberti.r' > “No. Mr. Royce was the only one Mr. Fntnklih' was In the study. Wc sp< ke to I m. through tfte door, but I saw no one but Mr. Royce.” “Now. Miss Shipley." the detective permitted a smile to soften the lines of his fn<<> as he leaned forward en gaglngly, “wbr.t mr de you so sure that a murder had b<>-n <v»mmitted? You were e g in fr nt. You only heard I Doctor Abernathy’ u'uouncement that I the wedding had been postponed. There was nothing said about murder, j And yet. when Ryl'e took you home, you told h’tn that .Tim Franklin had I been murdered.” “You must he mistaken. I never told him that/’ "He says that's what you told him." the detective Insisted. "No. he tohl you I sa d something terrible had happened. I never used the word murder amj neither did he latter, after Rylle. returned to the church and discovered what had hap petted, you asked him who told him about It. He said that I did. He referred to the fact that I had told him something hnd occurred to stop the weddingl” “How do you know what he told me?" Kllday iletuauded. "He told me.” “When?” “Last ni'tht.” . “Oh, you two have b-'cn getting together on your stories, have you?” The girl’s Teeth gleamed where they hit. momentarily, into the scarlet of her lip. ’'That's a crude wav of put

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I “Oh, You Two Have Bean Getting Together on Your Stories, I Have Yout* ting it Naturally, we discussed j everything that had happened, as soon as we saw each other.” "Naturally” agreed the detective. "Now. Miss Shipley. I want to ask you concerning that remark you overheard I Webster Spears make as he left the church yesterday. Just what was It he said? Please use his exact words, as nearly as you can.” "I’m afraid I don’t remember exactly what he said. I was quite excited. I you know.” “Not then, you weren’t,* KUday eon tradicted her. "It was his remark that caused you to get excited, remember?” “Well, he asked where Rylle was.’ "He said something else, didn’t he? You told us last night." "Did I? I don’t remember." Her eyes widened In apparent surprise. “Huh.” the sergeant grunted. "Don’t | try that on me. You told us Spears said. ’Where’s Ryße? If be were here, there wouldn't be any wedding.* ” The girl appeared to reflect on the statement “I’m afraid you’re misquoting me. Sergeant Kllday. Or perhaps I misquoted Web. I’m sure that isn't the way I meant to say It As I remember. Web said. ‘Where’s Rylle? We can’t go on with the wedding until he gets here’” “Oh," the detective was elaborately emphatic. “So that was what he said, eh? Quite a bit different from what you told us last night" I “Yes,” the girl agreed, too eagerly,

Peter felt "If I said anything else last night, I must have had it twisted.” “And so.” Kllday’s manner had turned gruff, “that little remark got you so excited that you ran all the way around back to And Rylie. The wedding was about to start and you left the rest of the party to start a search for Rylie, Just because Web Spears wondered, where be was Huh uh. That Isn’t What he said, young lady. You’ve already told us this remark was what got you excited." “Remember, I was already worried about Rylie,” the girl amended. Kllday ignored this. “I don’t suppose you've seen Webster Spears since then, have you? Perhaps he suggested that you make this change in your story." “No." declared Callis firmly. “I haven’t seen him since he walked out of the church yesterday." “What is there between you and this Webster Spears? Ever been In love with him?” She shook her head emphatically. "Never. Tve known him all my life. We’ve been good friends, that’s all." “Never had an affair with him before you fell In love with Rylie Car mody?" “No" She frowned impatiently. “And how about Jim Franklin? How well did you know him. Miss Sh’n’'v?" Pe -'r could not be sure whether the girl's • •>rpr!se were real or feigned. "I only knew him very slightly.” she retorte<l. "The first tlmei 1 ever met him was, after he was engaged to Doris Carmody.” The sergeant digested this In silence. Then, abandoning his cigar, he extracted a cigarette from a smooth silver case and offered one to the girl. “Will you have a cigarette, Miss Shipley?" t’No. thanks.” “Have a look at the case, anyway, won’t you? Perhaps you can tell us where you have seen it before.” , The girl examined the ease carefully. "I’m sorry.” she said, handing It hack. “1 don't think I can be of any help. I’ve never seen It be'ore.” Peter thought he detected a note of relief in her voice as she added, “It Isn’t Rylie’s. I’m sure of that, lie carries one which I gave him." Kllday placed it carefully back dn the desk. The finger prints on that case soon would be a matter of record. “And now”—he turned again to the i girl—“you may as well know that you ! haven’t deceived me. Miss Shipley. I You say you haven’t seen Web i Spears since he left the church yesI terday. I know that you were at his house last night. You were there j when we called, and he denied it. “Yesterday you attempted to deceive us about riding from the church with Rylie until you discovered that we knew the truth. Now you try the same trick again, but it won’t work this time, either. “I’d advise you to come clean. What were you doing at Spears’ house last night, if he doesn’t mean anything to you? Why have you changed your story regarding what Spears Said as he left the church? Are you ready to tell me the truth now? “Just who are you trying to protect In this affair?" Kllday demanded. "Rylle Carmody or Webster S;»ears?" "There Is nothing between Webster Spears and me.” the girl retorted angrily. The flush of her chet-ks almost matched the cherry Shade of her lips. “I'm not accustomed to being talked to In this way." . ‘ “I’m not used to having otherwise Channing young ladies lie to me. either." the detective replied Ironically. "Are you going to answer my ques tlon?” The girl was silent. "AB right. I’ll answer It. for you," declared Kllday. “Webster Spears is the man you’re trying to protect now. Last night It was Rylie Carmody. And I’ll tell you why. "Idist night you knew that Jim Franklin was murdered and that Rylie Carmody had sworn to stop, the wedding. You knew that, because he told you so. when he phoned you that he couldn’t meet you. You were afraid he was guilty because you hadn’t seen him at the church at the time the crime was committed. He had probably told you about his quarrel with Franklin, back there tn the study. He had the motive and he had the opportunity. You bad a right to be worried about him. And so you deceived me. or tried to. about riding home from the church with him. because you didn’t want us to suspect that he bad been anywhere near there when Franklin was killed. It never occurred to you. then, that Webster Spears was Involved. You were only thinking of Rylie, and so you told us what Spears said as he left the church. “But after we left you last night"-* the sergeant sat hunched forward tn his chair, his relentless glance never moving from the girl’s face—“you found out. somehow, that Webster Spears was the murderer. I won’t ask you how. f wouldn’t expect you to tell me the truth. But you found out And now you're Just as anxious to pro- j tect him as you were to protect the man yon told us you loved. What’s the answer? What Is Spears to you? Why should he have wanted to kill Franklin? Was It because he was still in love with Doris Carmody himself? That's what 1 thought at first. Now I’m not so sure. Perhaps he was telling us the truth when he said that was all over now. Perhaps you’re the one he loved. And.” here Kllday thumped his knee significantly, “I'll find out. Miss Shipley. You've already discovered that I know more than you think I do. If I were you, I’d about decide that now was the time to tell the truth—all the truth. What do you think about itr “What do. you want me to tell you!" Callis Shipley asked quietly. "I want to know what there was be ' tween you and Jim Franklin?” The girl stiffened. ' “I want to know why you’re protecting Web Spears and what you were doing at his home last night I want to know why you hare attempted to deceive me. not Just once, but several times.” He paused, looking at the girl expectantly. "Fve told you that I only knew Mr. Franklin very casually. Webster Spears and I »<• «&bd friends, nothing

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more. I believe I was more than frank," declared the girl angrily, “when I told you that I am in love e'IMK'F" *1 Want to Know What There Was Between You and Jim Franklin?" with Rylie Carmody. After that, the rest of your questions are in very poor taste, to say the least.” “And that’s all you have to say?” “There's nothing else left to say," retorted the girl. “Now may I go?” Peter, who had championed the girl’s cause in spite of himself, felt a reluctant admiration fnr the manner tn which she defied the detective, even though his faith in her innocence of all knowledge of the crime had been shaken. Kilday scowled. He was evidently at a loss as to how to proceed further with hls questioning. “AH right.” he declared reluctantly, “you may go. • but," he repeated thp instructions he had previously given Webster Spears •about remaining within reach. “We'll probablv want another talk with you. later,” he added. The minute the girl had le't. an assistant announced the arrival of Daniel Bullis. The sergeant's surprise was apparent as he looked tin at the politician. whose bulk filled the doorway. “Come tn, Mr. Bullis. What can I do for you this morning?" Bullis sm’led with his lips, while hls eyes darted inquisitively about the mom. “You sent a man for my finger prints." he declared. “Why?" “Finger-prints?" Kllday affected not to understand. The politician eased himself into a chair which creaked under his weight. “Oh. your man didn’t Ink mv finders. Rut he was very anxious that T take a cigarette from one of those polished cases of yours. Td heard of them before." Hestudied the detective thou<*htfully. “I don't smoke cigarettes. Sergeant.” he added. As though to emphasize hls point he bit the end from a fat black eigar. “I wouldn't he surprised but what Td left several finger-prints in the study of that church. Sergeant.” Rullis went on evenly. His pale eyes had come to a focus on Kilday but there was no way of read’ng the expression behind that gaze. “Tt would be odd*if T hadn’t. I was there, yon know. I don't make any bones shout thnt.” Again he paused. He gave the Im pression of choosing each word deliberately. Pe'er found h’mself weighings them for any hidden significance not at first anparent. hut could find none. Evidently It was only the man’s manner. “It’s funny,” Bulßs rambled on. • “we’ve both been eronnd this town a long time, but we’d never met before. Os course, I had heard about you. Sergeant, from time to time.” The sergeant smiled. ‘Td heard a great deal about you. too. Mr. Bullis." The politician nodded. “I guess von have," he said. “Most people do. And you’ll hear more of me. I Intend to hang around a good while longer." It sounded like a challenge. Peter saw the sergeant stiffen. "Now about those finger-prints." Bullis’ voice had again lapsed Into a monotone. “You know I was there. What do you expect them to proveF’ “Possibly nothing.” Kilday declared. “It’s a means of Identifying every one there. Often finger pri nts provide us with a means of elimination. By identifying those persons we know to be Innocent, we have left only those of the person who la guilty. The simple fact that there are finger-prints of an Individual In that room doesn’t convict that person." The officer faced the politician squarely. “Not that I'm making any promises, you understand.” Bullis nodded silently. “About those finger-prints,” the detective continued. “You say my man didn't get them?" “I don’t smoke cigarettes," Bullis repeated. The sergeant extracted a cigarette case from a drawer of his desk. “As Foo explained, it’s largely a matter of form, but I’ll need samples of yours. Mr. BU11I&" The-politician made no move to take the ease. “I don’t like finger-prints," he said. “They’re too—permanent I've already told you I was there." "Did you have * revolver, Mr. Bullis?" The politician’s eyes betrayed q flicker of interest. “No." “Did you see a revolver tn that study, or handle one?” "No." "Well, I have to Identify a thumbprint on a revolver. You’ve nothing to worry about, apparently. Besides." he added smilingly, "this Isn’t a permanent record. These specimens can be destroyed, after we cogscare them." (TO BE CONTINUED.) SEASON OPENS! The calendar doesn’t say so, nor the thermometer,.but spring must be here. A Yellow Hammer his arrived at Batt’s Landing and is being fed by Mrs. Maggie McCleMan, ss the snow has shut off the bird food supply.

I • zioN. The Zion Ladies W. M. A. met in the home of Mrs. Bert Whitehead. The day was spent in sewing and knotting a comfort. A delicious pot-luck dinner was served at the noon » hour. Donald, Lucile* and Marjorie Smith spent Saturday night with Mr. and Mrs. Emory Guy. Mr. and Mrs. Glen Smith and family of Goshen called on Sunday Evening. Laura and Lucy Be chinan of Syracuse and Mary Louise Stoelting spent Sunday afternoon with Miss Martha Brower. Mr. and Mrs. Emory Guy called on Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Smith and family Friday afternoon. Frederick Clayton spent the weekend with friends in Chicago. Harry Smith is spending the week with Mr. and Mrs. Emory Guy. CONCORD Mr. and Mrs. Burton Howe and Mrs. Armstrong called at the Fort Wayne hospital Saturday to visit Rev. Armstrong, who is a patient there. Lewis Hamman spent Sunday at Burton Howe’s. Miss Romain Coy and her friend, Mr. Shock, called . at the Chester Stiffler home Wednesday evening. Mrs. Mary Gilbert called at Chester Stiffler’s Saturday. Mrs. Jacob Becher, Mrs. Maud Jones, Mrs. Sheim. n Deaton left for Indianapolis Tuesday to spend a few days. . , Those who were guests of Mr. and Mrs. Paul Buhrt'Sunday were Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Mathews, Mr. and Mrs. Lawienre Dewart, Mrs. Tobias Fike. Everett Tom and family spent Sunday with friends in Osceola. Guy Fisher and family spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Frank Bushong. Mr. and Mrs. Robert Mullan and Mr. and Mrs. Guy Fisher spent Friday afternoon with Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Mathews. Mr. and Mrs. J anise Dewart were guests of Mr. and Mrs. Chauncey Hibner. DISMAL Mrs. Mary Wilkinson spent Friday afternoon with Mrs. Irma Wilkinson and two daughters. Mr. and Mrs. Fred Baumgartner of Millersburg called at the Henry Poyser home Friday afternoon. Mr. Robins of near Cromwell moved on Noah Shock’s farm last week. After the loss of their home by fire, Mrs. Frank Eagles, Mrs. Winnie Parsons and . Franklin are now residing in Cromwell. Quite a large crowd attended hte Estell Moore sale last Friday. Estell Moore and wife are moving to Cromwell. Mr. and Mrs. Lee Lung spent Sunday evening with Dora Clingerman and wife. Wilbur Wilkinson of South Bend and Miss Knox of Nappanee called ' on Claus Bobeck and wife Wednesday evening. Mrs. Perry Lung of Cromwell called on Lee Lung and wife recently. Dora Clingerman and wife spent Wednesday evening with Claus Bobeck and wife. AFRICA. Mr. and Mrs. Eli Shock and family and Mrs. Alice Shock spent Sunday in the John Garber home. Mrs. Fred Kline spent Saturday evening with Mrs. Chas. Saidla. Mrs. Rose Click and daughter Geraldine spent Friday in Goshen. 4 Mr. and Mrs. Elmo Shock, daughter D'Maris, son Joe and Fred Kuhn were Sunday dinner guests of Mr. and Mrs. Elmer Baugher. Mfj and Mrs. Vern Hursey and Mrs. ]lra Crow called in the Harry Wingard home Sunday. Miss Julia DeMotte spent Saturday night with Miss Luella Wingard. Mr. and Mrs. Elmo Shock called in the John Swenson and Henry hom- ! es Friday forenoon and took dinner ;in the Leander Yoder home. In the afternoon Mrs. Yoder accompanied I them to the Chas. Weimer home. . Mr. and Mrs. Orval Shock and < son Argil called in the Jonas Cripe home Thursday afternoon. Mrs. Jacob Click spent Tuesday in the Martin McClintic home. HEX CORNERS The Hex Grange met Tuesday Feb. 27. A pot luck supper was served after which the regular Grange business was held. The state master, Mr. McKee was present and the following granges were represented: Fair View, Success and So. Prairie. Following the business session a good program of songs, contests and the “Funeral of Old Man Depression” was enjoyed by all. Talks by the state master and other visitors were given which were good. Sam Rippy, Wm. Miller and Guy Ott called at the Alfred Ott home Monday. Mr. and Mrs. Dave Brown, Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Richaids attended ’ Pomona Grange at Fair View, Satur- ; day night. A. C. Chaney of Ft. Worth, Tex., was a dinner guest of Mr. and Mrs.

Dave Brown Sunday." His parents I accompanied him to. Dallas, Tex., to spend some time with their dau-i ghter, Mrs. Orval Bartholomew. Frank Snider and family of East Goshen and Knox Stettler and family took dinner with Mr. and Mrs.* Harry Juday Sunday, Harry Leer and Miss Lenna Moats called on Mr. and Mrs. Harry Juday Sunday afternoon. Mr. and Mrs. Chas. Nicolai, Mr. and Mrs. Orlie Brown and son Eugene, Mr. and Mrs. Will Wilkinson, Mr. and Mrs. Orbo Bobeck and Mr. and Mrs. Grover Jackson and Mrs. * Blanch Stabler of South Bend, Lester and Raymond Stabler and Miss Elnore Stabler attended a birthday and house warming party Sunday at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Ed Tice of near Wawaka. RICHVILLE R. E. Treadway arid family spent Sunday with Geo. Troutman and family of Mishawaka. Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Richard spent Friday evening with the Dolphus Sheline Mrs. Henry Whitrfler has been on the sick list for several weeks. Mrs. Harold McClain and son of New York City spent several days last week With R. E. Treadway and family. James Hall and Mrs. Gail Hall and > son and daughter of Kalamr.zoo, I Mich., were callers last Wednesday! in the J. Stettler home. Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Richard en- ‘ tertained at a birthduy dinner Sun-» day, honoring her sister, Miss Pearl j Evans. The following guests were present. Mr. and Mrs. John Evans, ( of Millersburg; Fred Coppes and family of Nappanee; Fred Self and wife and. Mark Schrock of Goshen. ! Junior Whitmer called on John Stettler Sunday. , 7 Robert Strieby and family called dn Mr. and Mrs. Monroe Ott Wednesday last week. Dale Juday and wife have moved into the tenant house o,n the Will Hire farm. Mrs. Pauline Treadway called on Mrs. Henry Whitmer Monday afternoon. WESTEND Billie Wyland, son of Mr. and Mrs. Dewey Wyland, is confined to his home on account of measles. Mrs. Albert Iffert, who was. ill in the Elkhart General hospital, was discharged Tuesday. Mrs. Nora Beckman of Goshen is the guest of Mrs. Ira Widner for several weeks. Robert and Betty Geyer of Goshen are spending a few weeks at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Jess Metz.

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