Evening star., 1921-08-14
CONTINUED from. Yesterdays star.)

Like gambler Dennis nodded.
.Why did she break her dates and
run chance of getting in Dutch with
the very people she'd been trying TO
know all these years?" pursued NC
Carty. why did she keep that old
leech around her at all II she knew
the woman was onto her; for cloak!
OF course. IL all this has nothing TO
I do with Creveling's death ana heI
little game, whatever it. ls' doesn s,;ns :
time and brains on her. but tomoi.
row she'll come across with an ai.bi
for last night or I'll take her down
town"
mis- remarked. what if We had quiet
talk with her now?"
"Because we've a little date, ,, Of our
Sown downtown, retorted McCarty.
"Now. there's the Fords. She was
ready enough to talk until she let that
slip about expecting to see Creveling
at Cutters house the night before. and
then she looked for a minute as though
she could have cut her tongue out: Why?
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"I should think when you heard him
ask her II she knew and then say that
they were done for, you would have
, called 1t a day and run him In, Dennis
observed.
'fWhen the two of them had a per-
fectly good alibi that Cutter himself
vouches for?" snorted McCarty. Use
the brains that God gave you. Denny.
and don't be criticising. your betters!-
I'm thinking Ford's trouble was not as
to how Creveling died. but that he was
dead. and twas not grief that was con-
suming him, either!'
"Then what was it?" Dennis de-
manded, nettled at the rebuke.
Chot nf tp,
tions I'm after asking myself" ad-
mitted McCarty. 1.-THE Crevelings' doc
. tor wasn't any help. nor yet Mrs.
Waverly." !
ing. though. that's plain" Dennis at
tackled his second piece of pie with
gusto. He said he'd be at the Belterre.
but she was taking no chances on prov
ing him a liar by calling up eveD to tell
him about Creveling. She's probably got
. let well enough alone. Vino put up
lthat ten thousand dollars bail for the
girl lisa? Where is she now? Who's
back of herr"
kksai kse!.' Denny 10 like ,e~ WORDS win
LET her co. advised Dennis. quite
as though the elusive lisa were within
reach Of their hands. r'Tis not thiev-
that shot Creveling.'"
'The man that shot him may never
be found,'' McCarty remarked. and then
at his companion's stare of incredulity
he added hastily: Gutter is the smooth
est proposition OF them all. OF course,
his alibi is as good as the Fords' since
they were all together in his house. but
why did he try to steer me on to the
idea of insanity as the reason for
Creveling's supposed suicide?"
But you say he's of grand old
family with money and position and all:
what's he got to be afraid of in an in
vestigation?" protested Dennis. "If
Creveling was murdered and he thinks
he knows who did it why should be,
shield him?''
''What is he doing. or the O'Rourkes.
either, going around with crowd like
that?' McCarty crooked his finger at
the waiter. Mrs. Creveling was there
with the family tree and so was Mrs.
but they both married plain upstarts
and bounders for their money as far as
! can make out, and look at the rest of
the lot! What's 1t that binds them to-
gether? What's the game? When I've
found that out I'm thinking I'll be q
long way to knowing who killed Eugene
Creveling."