Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1916-10-17
Mary Roberts Rinehart'S D
Thrilling Mystery of
"The Curve of the Catenary"{

much. 1 think now she was afraid,
too.
you didn't go to the dance to-
night, Ollie" she said at last.
"Forget it. What dancer
"At the Thomass."
Look here. Sis" said 1oftily, 'lYe
got something to do these days pesioe
dancing
Your friend was there"
my friend?"
"Lottie Murray. They had her
there to dance" ;,
That made me sore. Lottie's all
right in her way, but fellow doesn I
care to have his sister knowing Lot
ties kind, exactly.
with you not there, and-and
Howard Martin not even sending them
word
Martins busy at the MILL"
"Ollie, | want to ask you some
thing. Pleases don't think I'm
child. I'm not. 1 know a lot ABOUT
the world. Isis Howard Martin a
friend of the Murray woman?'
mot that 1 know Of"
But he knows herr"
Eyes. Her dancing partner, a fel-
low named Anderson, is an old &C
quaintance of his"
II think he knows her very well,
she said, and turned and went out.
was robbed that night, and very
neatly. Nobody else lost anything
! The Mater had nothing left to lose,
and Sis's door was locked. All my
money-not a lot - was taken, and
some silver junk-off my dresser.
| I slept through the whole business,
which Is the only sensible thing to
do when a burglar is about. The fell
| low took the suit of clothes I'd been
wearing the day before, too, but he
left my watch lying on the table be-
side my bed.
Do you remember the Blithe Ban
dit? And that he did not care for
watches?
But what scared me into a blue fit
was that he'd emptied the suitcase,
and carried off the stuff in it.
Can you beat it?
That was a Sunday morning, and
nobody got up early. L didn't re-
port the robbery, even to the family
l didn't want the police on the trail
of the suitcase, for one thing. And
didn't believe it was a real robbery
The things were gone, all right, but
| it looked to me like a plot to get the
suitcase.
had som coffee in my room, and
tried to thing things out But the
more / thought the worse it seemed
If the Mater hadn't recognized the
suitcase, things wouldn't have been sc
bad. l had an idea that it would be
hard going to convince her l hadn't
hidden the thing myself.
The more I thought about things
the worse I was confused. Had Haze
been trying to get rid of the suitcase
If she had, that would imply what
just wasn't possible.
Then, who had known that I had
the suitcase? Only Hazel, the Mater
and Sis. And to save my life I couldn't
forget the queer look in Sss eyes the
night before, when she'd asked me il
Martin was friend of Lottie Muir.
rays. 1t wasn't jealousy. 1t wa:
blamed If I knew what it was.
I asked the butler if he had locked
the house carefully the night before
He was sure that he had, when HI
admitted Sis and her maid, at one
o'clock. Then he lowered his voice.
But the street doors, both tn,
outer door and the hall one, were un
locked this morning, Mr.. Oliver" III
said. Unlocked and partly open
But there appears to be nothing
missing"
Sharp came into my mind again
He knew his way about the house
and, incidentally, he'd always admire,
the missing suit. But the n. C. haC
said they had Sharp. Perhaps they't
let him go, and were watching him
Then, If it was Sharp, and he'd so
the suitcase, they'd have it now
oh, | was worried, all right. Coult
the fellow on the hill have beel