New Britain herald., 1922-01-20
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 The report of a revolver, followed hy hur' rying footsteps on the stairs, causes De' teetive Barry and his friend, Professor Semyonov, to rush from the latters roomS on tho fifth floor of n New York apartment house. They discover the body of beanti- full Miriam Vane, society portrait painter In her studio apartment on the third floor Ladd, n young artist on the second floor Ciriswold, an irnscble bachelor on the fourth, and Patricia Shaw, magazine writer on the sixth. deny having heard the shot. Mss Shaw, the first interviewed says that she knew Miss Vane very slight ly and had not been in her studio for three
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 Let's have a talk then, with the affable gentleman on the floor below. Barry suggested. "I'll wager he won't take 50 long this time to answer a summons!"
 The unmuslcal snores still sounded from the rear of Henry Griswold's s apartment as they reached his floor, but with a word to the officer on guard, Barry knocked peremptorily on the door and announced in loud tones:
 Police headquarters Sergeant. if he doesn't open the door in three minutes, break 1t down"
 The snoring ceased instantly in a sound between squeal and grunt. The next instant there came a rat tie of bolts and the door was flung open to disclose Griswold's lanky frame clad in scant nightshirt, with a skullcap upon his grizzled head
 What the devil do you mean?' he began furiously. but Craig, at ges- ture from Barry. stepped forward.
 I'm the detective assigned from headquarters to investigate the mur- der on the floor just below you here tonight, sir, and I'd like a word with you," he said gruffly. If you don't want to answer my questions I'll call the wagon and you can come down. town and talk to the chief"
 Well, shut the door behind you, both of you, and sit down unless you want to call in the whole police de- partment!" exclaimed Griswold. T suppose I can put on dressing gown"
 He turned and padded off toward his bedroom with Craig doggedly in his wake, while Barry seated himself and glanced about him.
 In a shadowy corner an old hound stood with dropping ears and one paw lifted as though to advance and the sergeant looked twice before he discovered that it was an ancient and sadly moth-eaten specimen of the taxidermist's art.
 Griswold returned presently in the tattered dressing gown and Tapping slippers.
 Let us get this farce over as quickly as possible. If you please"
 DO you want any of the other of cupants of this house?"
 Personally. no, and I do not want to-" retorted Griswold. T have no use for any of them!"
 You did not. then, know Mrs. Vane?"
 Most assuredly not. never spoke to the woman in my life" There was outraged dignity in the disclaimer. Not that am aware of anything to her discredit, but know nothing about her at all."
 What can you tell me of the other tenants here?" Craig asked.
 Griswold licked his thin lips avidly as though over choice morsel of gossip. The young man Ladd has frequently called upon Mrs. Vane, and at least once I have seen Miss Shaw Issuing from her apartments
 From Mrs. Vane's. you mean?" Barry interposed quickly. When was that? About three weeks ago?"
 Three days ago!" corrected Gris- wold with emphasis. T am positive it was Tuesday. because am rarely late at getting to my office, but on the previous night I had suffered an at tack of indigestion which kept me awake and 1t was quite 10 o'clock in the morning when I came downstairs and saw the Shaw girl coming out of the apartment on the floor below. l
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 Craig was so visibly dumfounded at the unexpected contradiction of Miss Shaw's testimony that his fellow ser- geant continued in command of the situation.
 You mean, Mir Griswold, that Miss Shaw. had been alone in Mrs. Vane's studio Tuesday morning." he asked in the diffldent tone which to those who knew him portended an impor- tant point in the examination of witness.
 By no means!" Griswold stirred IT,