The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1926-04-06
Exciting Story Of
Mystery, Love
and Intrigue

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Octavia--or Laguna?''
"Somewhere6 In that vicinity.
What kind OF q house did h
so into?"
81 didn't pay much attention.
But you must nave some sort
Of an impression-an apartment
house? A fine, big residence? A
small house? A cottage? What?
ssWeIl-fIats."
What nat did he go into?''
That I don't know, sir.
What was the second place
you drove tor"
The driver heaved a sigh Of
answered promptly:
"A little millinery shop"
''Where?'
aPolk near Jackson
!. What happened there?'
mr.. Clendenntng went into
the millinery store and stayed
about 10 minutes. The millinery
girl went out somewheres and
came back again. Just as he
was getting into the cab she
came flying out after him. She
had 8 big, round hafbox in her
hand and she asst him to take
Il with him. He said, sort OF
cold and formal IKE, i can't
possibly do this: you ought to
know Why
Physical Suffering
what aid this hatbox look
Iike?' DR.. Greasy asked the Dues
ton, forgetting in his interest
that he had no right to.
'sOh, q big thing-tied with
pink bow ct the top and covered
with pink rosebuds.e
Detective Macarthur guodenly
leaned over and. looking the taxi
driver In the eyes, said sharply:
How IL It, Werneker. that you
can remember the millinery shop
20 distinctly-eve tins PINK rose
buds on a hatbox-and yet you
can't recall q single thing about
this other place you saw on the
same run7's
aWell. don't know, sir" He
~rinred al guess took q spe-
eial interest in the little milhner.
She had big hazel eyes lookin out
fRom under the longest lashes
ever seen.
There was no doubt that Wer-
,neker was telling the truth about
the second place Glendenning mad
visited. DIR. Greasy had himself
met the very milliner with the
long eyelashes-the very hafoox
with the rosebuds-later before
the door Of SOL. But he was also
convinced, as the two detectives
must have been, that the driver
was trying to conceal the location
Of the first place the dead man
had visited.
Now. Miss Crittepden."
DIR. Cressy noticed that her eyes
had been fixed on a shadowy cor
ner of the room where Suke, the
haIIboy, had placed himself. His
glance followed her. He drew
nearer. His medical eye dis
cerned on the dark face OF the
young Oriental signs OF physical
suffering which. with native stoi-
cism, he was endeavoring to hide.
QuaFreled
Macarthur was beginning to
question Kathleen:
Miss crittenden. viii you tell
us why you got out Of the taxi
without waiting for Mr.. Glen
denning?
The girl hesitated a moment:
I'D quarreled with him. We
hadn't spoken for about ten min
utes. / got out as quickly as
possible"
HE made no offer to help you
out in the usual fashion,"
81 don't know. I'd been look
ing out the window on my side.
He'd been looking out the win
dow on his side. I don't believe
he moved from that position"
''Wfn you tell us, Miss Critten-
den, what this quarrel was
about?"
The girl flushed:
mo, I can't do that. 1t was
q purely personal matter"
solving the mystery OF his
DEATH"
"It could have no possible bear
ing on that" she said in low
f., voice.
You heard nothing? Nothing
that might have been a shot,
either while riding, or AFTER you
got out?"~
mo, nothing" Doctor Greasy
noticed that while she talked.
Kathleen's eyes, as il under some
compulsion, turned often to the
shadowy corner where the young
Oriental sat.
Stammered Badly
Kelly was next called. He
verified the finding of the body.
the head propped up on the
hand, the man evidently looking
out the window when shot. He
told OF helping to carry the body
through the side entrance with
the help Of Suke, the hall boy
who happened to be passing.
The taxi starter had developed 4
slight, nervous stammer in his
words.
You saw nothing of any
weapon? Something that might
FOR q