Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1919-10-11


THIS STARTS THE STORY
A dinner party is held at the
home of Colonel and Mrs. Lcdyard.
II is attended by their daughter.
Beatrice her friend. Bebe Cowles !;
Cornelius Swarthmore, w n d ! G
Mrs. Hartshornc's past history is
clothed in mystery. Under the pre-
tense of severe headache she sud
denly leaves after discussion relat
ing to one Xcnas prall. president of
q RivertOn bank. who was sent to
prison for conversion of the bank
funds. a few days later. following
dance at Mrs. LcdyarG's. she is
found dead in her home. Braddock
and Swarthmore had both been in
love with her and feeling of an
tagonism exists between them. Paul
Harvey, n detective. is satisfied that
neither of them is responsible for
the murder. Beatrice Lcdyard denies
responsibility for the crime, but ad-
mits that the woman was murdered
in her mothers home and that she
had her servants remove the body in
the middle of the night to the woman'S
own home. Swarthmorc suddenly
disappears after confcSsing that he
has defraudcd the government in the
matter of war contracts. Harvey
takes a room in the house of Mrs.
McNab. Prall's former housekceper.
in Riverton. He becomes suspicious
of an Italian who turks about the
neighborhoOd
AND HERE 1T CONTINUES
NuE MIGHT be mill or factory
IL hand. to judge by his appear
ance,' Paul suggested. They employ
q lot of foreign labor, do they not?'
Yes. MISS liuSby Shivrrcd Il little.
IF he is. though. / cant see what
should bring him away out here. nor
why he should loitcr about until far
midnight when ! got up to close my
window. Sometimes another man meets
him at the head Of the lane and they
walk together; they don't seem to know
any one in any of the houses along here.
or try to speak. but they Just watch
and watch until it is positively un-
canny II started while Mrs. MacNab
was away. and when She returned and
] told her she wouldn't believe the man
was really hanging about until she saw
him herself Then She had nothing to
say"
$50 Mrs. MacNab deserted you?''
Paul asked lightly.
"For fcw days. She went away on
a visit more than week ago and came
home last Thursday. Here comes that
man again What do you suppose he
wants."
This time the loitercr was on the
opposite side of the lane and Shamblcd
by without quickcning or rctarding his
gait.
IL feel as il he were watching us. :.
Miss Busby shivcred again nervously
and rose. Il must go in; ! have some
tiresome examination papers to correct.
Goodness
II shall be as glad AS the children
when this term is over Good night
Mr. Harvey; don't smoke yourself to
death -
Left alone Paul ground out his ciga-
rette stub in the tub of azalca and
sauntered down to the gate where he
stood in the shadow Of budding lilac
bush. The cottages on the other side
of the lane gloWcd chccrily with lights,
all save the ono directly opposite which
loomed blackily against the lesser dark
ness of the sky. Paul recalled vaguely
that he had observed sign of some sort
amid the neglected tangle of the gar
den when he had returned with his
bags that afternoon.
He waited quietly until shuffling foot
steps approached once more and. care
fully calculating his time. he stepped
forward suddenly from the shadows and
flung open the gate. confronting the
man. The latter leaped nimbly aside
with an oath. his hand slipping sug
gestively to his pocket.
''Havc You II match about Paul