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Honeymoon “Murder”] CAROLYN WELLS Copyright by Carolyn Wells. WNU Service. CHAPTER Vlll—Continued —-li—“But think again. Couldn’t some one notice your rising Interest in Bob and be disturbed at It?** "It’s absurd to pretend to mlsunder- ■■ stand you. Os course, you mean Roger Garth—don't you?” -I da" "Well, then, since you want plain speaking, that man also professes to care for me. But you must not take these things too seriously." "It may be they need to be taken In a serious way. You know, of course, that a large proportion of the murders that are done have love for their motive." "Not real love, you mean a sort of Jealousy or desire for possession." "Tee, that la just what 1 do mean. Now, two of the men who loved you have been killed in the strangest, most Inexplicable fashion." “But you can’t assume any connection between Corey's death and Bob’s I" “Perhaps not a connection, but may they not have been done by the same person?" “Who?" 8 "Answer that question yourself. Who wants yon so desperately that be would commit murder to get you?" “How utterly absurd I No one does." "You know better than that, Mrs. Malden. Can you not think of one?” "I suppose you mean Mr. Garth. But It’s too ridiculous I Do you mean that be killed Corey, in order that he might marry me? And that be then killed Bob Coles, because he, too, was fond of me?" "Something like that" . Stone spoke gravely, but Peri Ila beard the ring of conviction in bls voice. “But" she went on, greatly puzzled, “how could it be done? How could ' Bob have been murdered? I don’t believe that for a moment" "What do you believe?" "I believe It was a natural death—• "Wbat! After your other experience? Do you believe Mr. Malden died a natural death?" “No, 1 can’t believe that" . “Then the circumstances are the same. Since, of course, you didn’t kill your husband. It waa the same as At he had been in a room alone when he died, as Coles waa" j "I don’t follow. Just what are you getting at?" “That If a murderer commits a second crime, be Is very likely to use the same method be did In the first In stance." "And you’re imagining somebody killed both Corey and Bob. and by the same means I" “I am considering such a possibility. This Is not a case of clues and evidence and testimony; It is a subtle crime, planned with a diabolical cleverness. it has succeeded so far. It may go further. But If there Is another murder It will be by the as me method as these twa" CHAPTER IX “But these two deaths weren’t alike," said Perilia. “With Mr. Malden there were three people—myself, ray maid and the ehantfeor. They wert not tn the room, as I was but well—bow do you theorise the thing was done? Ton must have a notion how those murders could have been accomplished, no matter how improbable." "Os course I have." replied Stone, "but my belief Is not only so improbable but so unbelievable that 1 can’t suggest It until 1 get a little more proof.” “Look here, Mr. Stone, that room where Bob died was uoenterabie. wasn't ItF “You don’t read many detective stories, do you?’' “I so seldom find s good one. 1 don’t care-for gangster yarns and that sort of thing, but 1 do like a well-thought-out problem." “Ono of the favorite plots of the de- ' tectlve story, writers la the so-eaßed •hermetically sealed room.’ This has been used over and over again and I confess it always has a charm for me. You know the formula. The expected man does not appear at breakfast, or whenever be is looked for. Servants are sent to bls room, but fail to get a response. Then they break In. The victim Is found dead la bls room, to which there is no possibility of ao "Just like Bob!" "Yea. Now, if you've read many, you'll know these stories are always solved in a possible, plausible, Interesting way. An experienced reader can usually tell what that way will be. tor there are only about a half a doeen of them tn alt Doubtless this type ot plot first appeared In ZangwilPa ’Big Bow Mystery.’ A corking story, only second to Trent's Last Case.’ Well. 1 n thla tale of Zangw lU’s all the eolutions are suggested and tried out One, of course. Is the right one. 1 am not sure It Is the best one or the most likely one, but It Is vastly entertaining. However, the point I am making Is that If there are so many passible ways, In fiction, of solring a mystery of a sealed room, there most bo the same ways in real Ufa and we cannot say any room Is unenterxhle." • I “Then you’ve only to see which method suits the case of Bob Cries to know how bls murder—if It is mar* axnlaln Corey’* death?" Mm Malden, here’s Just the hwasihk As thM* fill and

sealed room not one fits the facts of our problems. Each method, though elever In itself, is larking in some element necessary to fit it to our two cases." "You will tell me about those different ways of« getting into the room?" “Yes, 1 will, at the first opportunity." Perllla went off with Kony to the lounge, and found Hilda waiting for her with the news that she bad con eluded not to go back with her to New York. "You don’t entirely know just what you’re up against now." Hilda said, “and if things should clear up and ger more serene 1 could come along at any time, and stay as long as you’ll have me.” Tt would be better, Hilda." and Perllla really felt relieved at the new plan.’ “You see. the fairy godmother Madame Malden, so Mr. Stone Inform* me. is there waiting for me. and I shall have to play up to her more or less. Well, iht's all try to be entertaining now." But it was bard sledding. Bridge was tried, but the interest was slight. They danced a tew turns, bur I’erHla Mid site couldn’t stand It. She excused herself and went off to her own room. Rosy followed her and the two bad a little bedtime chat. T don’t know. Rosy dear," Perllla said. In answer to questions "1 am not exactly afraid, but I have a vague feeling ot fear that things will happen. I dislike that whole Washington and Richmond element, though I don’t know why 1 should. I feel so alone without Corey. Mr. Stone is doing all he can, and Mr. Garth is kindness Itself. Yet 1 feel as If I were alone tn a dark forest aqd all unable to find my way out.” ) “Well, do brace-up, dear. You certainly have enough friends and help era.” The next day Perilla’s party found themselves en route for New York city. Perllla and Jane Latimer had a drawing room In one car and Stone and Garth had each a compartment In the next car. They all went to getter to the dining car for luncheon, and afterward Perllla Mid. “Won’t yon come to my drawing room and try a rubber or two of contract?" They did. and though a trifle crowded It was pleasanter than to go to the club car to play. After three rubbers Perllla Mid "1 wish we bad arranged to return by plane I want to get home and see bow things are When will you be over to New York. Roger?*’ "As soon as you want or need me. dear. I have to attend to some few quick action matters, and then I’ll come along.” Stone watched the speaker from the corner of his eye Not so much the words as the tone In which they were uttered surprised him. He hadn’t beard Garth apeak to i’erllla before with quite that note of affection. Could be be a murderer? That fine looking man. with the calm, serene countenance—no. it was too ridiculous But these two baffling deaths must be explained, whether the explanation were ridiculous or not Garth did not look like the type of man whose deep emotions are concealed but ready to break out on occasion. Suppose he had been so desperately in love with i’erllla that be killed Corey to get her. and then fear Inga rival in Bob. he killed him. too. But it was unthinkable. Stone had Mid, he knew the crim lust, but be couldn’t be sure. How could one be sure when there was nothing to be sure of? And yet. he had watched Garth closely all throusb this trip, and be felt there was something wrong about him. Something secret and sinister. But so vague and elusive It could not be put Into words. Nor bad be been able to get an ou portunlty for a long talk alone with the other. Several times be had tried and failed. He bad wanted to sound him about his views on the Washington situation and as to his views on crime generally. Hit Garth, wlthou’ seeming to evade the detective, pre vented any such occasions. As the train drew into the station at New York. I’erllla felt a deeper premonition of Impending trouble. She had schooled herself to the presence ot Madame Malden tn her home, for Corey’s mother must always receive her best attention, but It seemed to-her tortured mind that the presence there of Farman, the lawyer, was more than she could bear up under. And why should be be entertained there, anyway? Let him go to some hotel— She was roused from her thoughts by the voice of Tony Gaskell, who piloted her out to bls waiting car. Malcolm was there, too, already welcoming Jane. Fleming Stone and Garth said goodby for the present and went their ways, as the quartet started toward* Perilla’s borne. “Take me right home. MaL" she asked, "bet Tony, yon take Jane around to see mother; she’ll be hungry for news." “I’m certainly going with you," said Malcolm. “I want to protect you from the old ’un.” “Yea, send Tony along with ma," Mid Jane, laughing. “You don’t want too many tweaking In on the dowager When Perllla entered her apartment the sour-faced creature ensconced q» a "lovenest” favored her daughter-in-law with a baleful glance and seemed to shrink from her as the girt came forward. Bat Perllla bravely put forth a welcoming hand, which the old lady ignored. "Well," she said, biting off her words, "so you’re op to your tricks again. I suppose you killed off that poor young man. for reasons of your own, Jum as you killed my son." Perllla drew herself np with a new dignity. "Madame Malden." ahn said. "yon shall not remain under my roof and talk to me like that I am in my own home now, not youra, and 1 forbid any remarks or hints suggesting that I would banntbe man I loved. One more such speech, and I shall have you removed, forcibly, if necessary." -Holty tolty," almost screamed the dame "Who in job to I shall say or leave unsaid?"

widow 1 shall protect bls memory, even from bls own mother.*' “Fine talk!" said the old lady, "very fine talk, but you must know there’s another side to that story- Where's Farman! Farman. where are your The lawyer, who must have been within bearing distance, came Into the room, sheepishly. Like all bullies, Farman was a coward, and he began to be afraid of’this new Perllla. Still wearing her hat and furs she stood facing Madame Malden, and her attitude, as Malcolm said afterward, was "terrible as an army with banners." “What are you doing here, Mr. FarmamF* Perllla asked, scornfully. "Is it your habit to settle down In bouses where you are not invited?" "He la Invited." Madame Malden squealed. T Invited him myself. Thia Is ray son’s bouse, and aa such 1 am mistress here.” “No," said Perllla, quietly, "no. Madame Malden, you are not mistress here. Any more than I am mistress . < ritUsms ( MM i 91 e is “Dear Mother Maiden,” She Said. of your bouse. And unless you make yourself more possible, you cannot stay here." "You may not be staying here yourself, Mrs. Malden." said Farman. his little eyes glaring at Perllla. “You may find yourself in that building that New York boasts with an unbeautlfu name. The Tombs.’* “And you may find yourself In prlsor for that very speech!" cried Malcolm angered beyond camion. “Shall 1 put him out. I’erllla?’’ "Yea Hing that second bell for Dillon." “Don’t trouble,” said Farman, strtv Ing to be sarcastic but only succeeded in showing tear. "I’m only too glad to go. anyway. You see. Mads me Malden. 1 caul stay here." “You’re right, you can’t," and Malcolm took him by the arm and put bint through the door into the hall. “You’ll be out of this house in fifteen minutes, or I’ll know the reason why.” Farman. really glad to get away from conditions that seemed to be get Ung more formidable, basely deserted his employer and fled “Comegback here!" Madame Maiden screamed. “Come hack, Farman. 1 want you!” “1 don’t” said Perilia, calmly, “an 1 be won’t come back." “Glad he's to be out of my rooms,” growled Malcolm. “I wish. Prll. you’d have a plate put on my door, like a memorial room in a hospital, yon know. And let no one use them un lesa you say so." “I don’t think they’ll be used again by an interloper. Now. Madame Malden, do you want to stay here, on con dltion tbat you behave with common decency, or do you want to go elsewhere for your stay In New York?" “Here 1 am. and here I shall atay! Don’t think you've beard the last of tills matter!" “No. 1 didn’t think that." and PeriUa spoke soberly. "But why do you hold these stupid opinions? You know t didn’t kill Corey, and you know I didn’t kill Bob Coles. Why should l? The old'woman glared at her. hav Ing no definite answer. “Oho." said Malcolm, "so you’re tak ing that tack agein, are you? I tee by the fire in your eye that your demen'ia is coming on again. Well, we have good asylums in New York, and It la easy here to slip patients In. Aa 1 told you In Richmond on another occa •lon, HI see that you have a good room, and careful attendance." Something In Malcolm’s glance frightened his bearer, and she began to whimper, like a tired child. “Go away, Mai." said Perllla to her brother; T-eave her to me for a while. Perhaps It will help." Malcolm left the room and Perilia turned a sweet, sad face to the old lady. “Dear Mother Malden,” she said, using the term for the first time, “can't we learn to love each other? Can’t you beUere—you must believe— that I loved Corey, just as you did. Tbat we looked forward to a happy fife together, shared now sod then by year i presence; you know—yon must know that I would have given my life for Mm. had that been called for. This odd notion of yours tbat I could or would harm him la a thought put Into your brain by some evil chance, sod you most get rid of it. We both loved our darling." Perllla dropped to her knees beside the other. "Now tbat be Is gone let us give tbat love to one another." The girl's voice wm vibrant with truth and sincerity, and for a moment the old woman gaxed at her as tt she saeanr to accede to her plea. But at tbat moment Farman appsared In the doorway, a black frown »> hh face. T am leaving." be said, tersely, -but I will come here as offtn as I ehooae. A lawyer may visit his client at wilt And after your treatment of me. Mrs. Malden, I may aa well inform you that I will have no mercy on you. I will immediately take steps to have win iN-twod of vonr hrwMwfa death. The evidence is so definite, so overwhelming. that you cannot escape arrest, trial and conrietton. So be pre-

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Malcolm, following, spoke sternly T suppose you knew you are putting yourself in grave danger. You will find New York investigation more drastic than In your .home town. You will find that your legal knowledge will not go far, pitted against our great criminal lawyers. You will be adjudged the criminal, charged with malicious slander against this young woman, who, it can be proved a thousand times, had no thought toward her busband but that of loving affection." “Well, we’ll see about all that," returned Farman, with his ugly leer. "But Just realize, young Mr. Fairfax, your sister is in desperate straits, and she will soon come to recognize that the way of the transgressor is hard." “What have I done?" cried Perllla, piteously. “Why are yon so cruel to me?" And then Madame Malden tuned up again. Afterward. Perilia always said that It was only Farman’s arrival at that critical moment that kept the old lady from succumbing to Perilla’s plea for reconciliation, and frustrated her hopes of peace In the family. “What have you done?" the termagant screamed. “You killed my boy—my Corey—” “Hush that.” said Malcolm, striding toward her. “Hush that, or you’ll .find tbat this talk of lunatic asylums is real and not Just make-believe. An expert brain doctor would send you to a retreat as soon as he had given you the once-over. and by Jove, It would be a good thing all round. I believe I’ll send at once for a specialist’’ As always. Madame Malden began to quiver and shrink at this, for Malcolm's tone denoted a firm Intent And Malcolm was frightened. He welriFknew. however absurd it was to suspect Perilia of crime, the mere mentlojl of such a possibility would stir up trouble, which would radiate Im many directions. He tried a new argument “Do you ktiow Fleming Stone is on this case?" be demanded. “You needn’t think you can buck up against a man like that Why. he’ll turn your silly Farman Inside out once he gets at him. You’ll see. He’ll have that oily fathead In jail before be knows what’s happened to him. And then. Madame Malden, wbat are you going to do, without a friend to help you? 1 mean a learned friend, a man of legal attainments and knowledge. You will be glad to fall back on Perilla’s kindness, but I'm not sure even her kindness will survive forever the shocks you are giving It” Tm not afraid." and the old lady tossed her gray head. “Perllla tried just now to pull the wool over my eyes. She thought she could get around me with sweet smiles and honeyed words. But she didn’t work it" and the old dame's smile was like that of a doddering imbecile. Tt would have been better for you If she had,” Malcolm returned. “Hello, here comes Stone. Now, Madame, sit up and take notice." Fleming Stone came In calmly, acknowledged his introduction to Madame Malden conventionally, and then proceeded to Ignore her. He talked animatedly to Perllla and Malcolm, mostly about things the ancient dame did not understand, or couldn't quite make out. At last, unable to stand It longer, she said: “Everybody seems to be forfeiting my presence." "I beg your pardon,” Stone said, directly. “did you wish to say something?'’ Taken thus, she made no Immediate response, and all waited for her to speak. "What Is it you wish to say, madame?” and Stone looked his Impatience. “No—nothing in particular—” she stammered. • “Then don’t Interrupt Leave the matter In the hands of those who have something to say." “Who are you. to dictate to me? 1 am not accustomed to being ordered about” "1 am Fleming Stone, and 1 am investigating the strange death of your son. If you prefer, you may leave the room during our conference." 4 "No. I prefer to stay." “Then you will answer questions the same aa the others da What la your reason for daring to hint that the beloved wife of your son bad a band In bla tragic death?” “Reason enough I She waa alone with him In a room, and be dropped dead at her feet My son was sound in wind and limb, and never would ho have died suddenly like that unlesa be had been poisoned or in some way killed by tbat woman." "And why would bls wife want to kill him r "To get his fortune, and then marry some one else, which is Just what aba la planning to do now." Perilia looked her horror at this apeech. but said nothing. She began to feeJ aa If a net were closing tn about her. a dreadful net, which would envelop her In Its meaheo until she waa unable to escape Not a shred of guilt was sttrlbutable to Perilia; she bad looked at no man with the slightest degree of personal Interest since the loss of her beloved husband, but she knew, only too welt that men bad looked at her with more than mere interest Roger Garth, she knew, was in love with her; Bob Coiea had been. toe. Tony Gaskell bad said Uttle, but his looks and actions had cold her of hb feelings toward her. None of these things had Impressed her deeply until now hen this old woman's words gave her a sudden shock. •How absurd.” she said, quietly. T beg of you. Madame Malden, do not talk aueb nonsense. 1 have quite enough on my mind as It la. without listening to your absurdities." “You wont think it is absurd, my lady, when you find youraetf under nrrest" "And you won’t think It is absurd when you find yourself la a padded ceU!“ Fleming Stone said this, taking a leaf out of Malcolm’s book. Then, peremptorily. be rang the bell and asked that Madame Maiden's nurse be sent to her.

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