Evening star., 1921-07-30
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Mccarty nodded gravely.
1--WE may be able to learn their
| identity, though twill be no easy
matter; they might have phoned from
pay stations; you know, ma'am: .,
was the murderer. II murder was
done. Mr.. Alexander must have been
I called up after o'clock and you
say the message came to you = little
was discovered few. minutes past
and. according to the opinion OF
! the medical examiner. he must have
been dead an hour before that: plenty
Of time. you see. for the murderer ndeI to to
Waverlys' butler fnow your cook?
"It is possible; I'm sure I don't
know" There was a touch OF hau-
teur in her tone.
recognized her voice or whether the
woman told him who she was" Nc.
| know a Mr.. Cutter?"
The slender. white hands RESTING -.
at the sudden question. but she re-
piled without hesitation or SUNRISE
Nicholas Cutter? Certainly. He is
one of our closest friends?"
"And the O'Rourkes and Fords and
the lady named Culp or Kip?' NC.
their full names and addresses.
please? Are they all in the same
set?"
mean" As II suddenly conscious Of
those betraying hands she lifted them
and let them fall idly into her lap.
"Of course, Mr.. Creveling had many
casual friends of whom I know moth
ing. clubmen and business associates.
hoN Nyn
social intimstes for years. Mr. and
| Mrs. Lonsdale Ford live at the St.
Maur apartments on Madison avenue;
Mrs. Baillie Kip. II that is who you
mean, has house on East s3d street.
O'Rourke have taken the Harrington
residence a few blocks above us on the
| avenue. here. The Waverlys' town
house is two blocks SOUTH"
McCarty had scarcely heard the last
sentence. His face flushed and with
shining eyes he repeated:
! John Cavanaugh O'Rourke! Would
you know, Mrs. Creveling, If he came
from the old country, from near Dub
'Yes. He and his wife both came
from there about six years ago. She
| was Lady Margaret Sinclair" The
even voice responded without show OF
Little Lady Paggy" Mccarthy
ana she son sof'x cf to- nTss Te
think Of it! The years do be sliding
along fast"
He was apparently absorbed, al
| though the light in his eyes had sud-
| denly misted. in jotting down the ad-
| dresses on the back of an old en-
| velope. and as he replaced 1t in his
pocket he looked up with a return Of
| his deferenttal yet businesslike air.
Your housekeeper has gone back
to Scotland. understand. Did she
leave. all the keys of the house with
you, ma'am? Did the servants who
| were dismissed turn theirs in?''
Il suppose SO. At least, Mrs. Jar
| vie gave me a small box filled with
keys. all labeled. 1 can show them to
you later" Mrs. Creveling rose as her
! uncle re-entered from the study ac-
companied by the inspector. Did you
reach Mr.. Terhune. Uncle George?"
Will he undertake the case for me?"
HE will be here as soon as his car
can bring him." Mr.. Alexander replied.
! Il fancy my call got him out Of his
| he'd. however, for 1t isn't quite s
o'clock yet and it will take him a
| wish to retire in the meantime to
your own rooms and compose your
| self for your interview with him 1 am
sure that Inspector Druet will have
| no objection. We must not put too
| great a strain upon You after this
| fearful shock"
should like to ask Mrs. Creveling
now The inspector stepped for
ward hastily. HAD your husband
any cause to fear for his life? To
Mrs. Creveling?"
CONTINUED in Tomorrow's Starr