The star-independent. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1904-1917, 1914-10-21

Look here.' he said hoarsely. Look
at the bell. He must have tried to
push the buttonw
l stared in. williams had put the
cabin to rights as nearly as he could
The soaked mattress was gone, and a
clean linen sheet was spread over the
bunk. Poor Wallis clothing. as he had
taken 1t of the night before. hung ON II
mahogany stand beside the bed. and
above, almost concealed by his coat
was the bell. Jones' eyes were fixed on
the darkish smear, over and around
the bell. on the white paint.
| measured the height of the bell
from the bed. 1t was well above and
to one side-a smear rather than a
print, too indeterminate to be of any
value, sinister. cruel
He didn't do that, Charlie" I said
He couldn't have got up to 1t after
That Is the murderer's mark. He
leaned there, one hand against the
wall. to look down at his work. And.
without knowing it, he pressed the
button that reused the two women"
He had not heard the story of Hen
rietta Sloane. and as we waited told
him. Some of the tension was relax
ing. He tried, IN his argumentative
German way, to drag me into a dis
cussion as to the Denomination of a
death that resulted from an accidental
ringing of bell. But my ears were
alert for the voices near by. and soon
Miss Lee opened the door,
Turner was sitting on his bunk. He
had made an attempt to shave and had
cut his chin severely. He was In q
dressing gown and was holding
handkerchief to his face He peered
al me over it with red trimmed eyes.
"This-this is horrible, Leslie" he
said. Il can hardly believe it,
1t is true, Mr.. Turner"
"Wh-why was l not--caled at onceT
he demanded.
II notified you. You were-you must
have gone to sleep again"
Where's Williams He turned to
me.
Il can get him for you"
Tell him to bring me highball
My mouths sticky" He ran his
tongue over his dry lips "And-take
message from me to Richardson"
He stopped, startled. Indeed, Miss
Lee and | had both started. To
who's running the boat, anyhow Sin
gleton"
Mr.. Singleton is a prisoner in the
forward house." | said gravely.
The effect of this was astonishing
He stared at us both. and, finding cor
roboration in Miss Lees face. his own
took on an instant expression of relief
He dropped to the side of the bed and
his color came slowly back. He even
smiled-a crafty grin that was mex
pressibly horrible.
Singleton he said. why do they
how do they know it was hep
He had quarreled with the captain
last night. and he was ON duty at the
time of the-when the thing happened.
The man at the wheel claims to have
seen him in the chart room just before,
and there was other evidence, believe.
The lookout saw him forward, with
something. possibly the ax-not deci.
sive. of course. but enough to justify
putting him in irons. Somebody did it,
and the murderer is on board. Mr.. Tur
ner"
His grin had faded. but the crafty
look in his pale blue eyes remained.
Where are-they?" he asked in a
different tone.
"On deck
I'VE can't keep them in this
weather
1--WE must" | said. I'VE will have
to get to the nearest port as quickly
as we can, and surrender ourselves and
the bodies. This thing will have to
be sifted to the bottom. Mr.. Turner
He fell into passion at that. in
sisting that the bodies be buried at
once, asserting his ownership of the
vessel as his authority, demanding to
know what l, forecastle hand had
to say about it. He ended by demand
ing Williams.
| opened the door and called to
Charlie Jones to send the butler. and
stood by. waiting for the fresh ex-
p!osion that WAS coming. Williams
shakily confessed that there was no
whisky on board
Where is it," Turner thundered.
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