New Britain herald., 1921-08-02

Richard Van Loo Schuyler, the last
 son of one of New York's oldest and l wealthy families, arrives home partial | ly intoxicated one night, walks into 1 the wrong house and stumbless over l the body of a murdered woman
 Realizing the dangers of his pnedica- mem he fees to his home next door. | In the morning he receives a caA for l help from servant girl next door, to
 whom he has been attracted. She tells ! him her name is Nora and says she | has just discovered the corpse of her l mistress, a Mrs. Rutledge, who ap- | peared to have been murdered during | the night. In the absence of any one | in the house except the servants, | Richard takes charge and summons a | physician and the police.
 When he tells Nora what he has
 done he is surprised to hear her say, "I am going to ask something more of | you, you know the best reward flor having wrought well-'
 l ''Is to have more to do,'' answe ned l Richard
 | Nora, whose surname proves to he
 Brady, asks Schuyler to keep for her
 a mysterious package, which she l claims would prove embarrassing if 1 found in her possession in the event l of police search. While being ex- amined by the police Miss Brady | suddenly faints when the house. keeper, Miss Mcleod, states that she objected to engaging Nora when she was hired, because the latter had no references. Peter Clancy, a. famous detective, working for the police department, learns that Mrs. Rutledge was out the night of the
 murder with man named Pendle- ton who has subsequently, disap- peared. Clancy also finds the inner
 sole of a mans shoe, which Schuyler
 recognizes as having dropped from one of his shoes when he started to
 remove them the night before.
 After several attempts to get rid of
 the shoes Schuyler finally drops them
 into the ash can. He is mortified t,
 find in the package given him by
 Nora photograph of the murdered
 woman and a piece of the blood
 $tained cloth. Nora, who has disappear
 ed mysteriously, is thought to be liv
 ing in old Greenwich village, her cor
 rect address being known only to q
 man named Vincent Quarterly, whom
 Schuyler has met and followed on a
 train. Rutledge, when examined by
 the police, admitted being out the
 night of the murder win another man and two women, one of whom was Irene Claimont, an actress. He de- scribed Pendleton as a "sort of a
 tame cat" and said he, thought there
 vas some mysterious understanding between his wife and Nora. Quarterly
 fipally tells Schuyler he will try to rh4ye Nora telegraph him.
 O'Malley switched on the powerful
 electric lamp which hung above his desk and hitched his chair over to
 the right, making room for his young
 disciple. The increased light brought
 out every detail of the papers lying
 in front of him. O'Malley picked up a card and handed it to Clancy with out a word.
 Who sent it? Can you make it out, captain?" Peter asked at last, his voice vibrant with controlled ex- citement.
 OMalley, who had been studying the envelope pushed it over to Peter. Disguised hand, that's plain, and badly done," he said. sHard to read too. It's almost a wonder that it came at all.'
 Peter subjected the paper and en- velope to a close scrutiny. Then he | turned back to the card. It was a mans ordinary-sized visiting-card. On one side was written in small hand 11:30
 Seaport
 Mrs. Ralph Tooker
 and on the other side, engraved in o1I E,o 1ich lott no "Cuthbert Pendleton.''
 "Somebody's putting it up. to us,
 all right. all right!' exclaimed Peter. Yes" O'Mal1ey replied quickly, "and it looks as if some one wanted Pendleton found and found soon. But they don't want to appear in this. That's what made me think of Rut- ledge. This is meant to be straight tip to us and it's up to us to make the most of it. How far have you got?''
 Seaport and Fairfield must be the naules of two towns and Mrs. Ralph Tooker, whoever she may be, lives in one of them, probably.
 HI O'Malley had risen and now stood l. in front of a bookcase. He spoke over
 his shoulder Witt you there. Now, what about the 'eleven-thirty' ?" "The way it's written makes me
 think it's the time of some train Same here,' said O'Malley. Here we are!" exclaimed Peter after moments study, pointing to a map. Here's Seaport on the north shore of Long Island and there's Fairfield about in the middle Pendleton went to the Pennsylvania station on Friday morning.. .1'u bet our mans there!" ex- claimed Peter, exultantly, with his finger on tiny dot. Shall l go ana get him?" T want the card and envelope, l said O'Malley. Going to see WhaI I can find out about the writing on l 'em. It will mean almost as much to know who sent em as to ma fen- dleton himself. You see that don't