New Britain herald. [microfilm reel] (New Britain, Conn.) 1890-1976, 1926-09-17
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lights in the Heath household next
door one night and the next day
Harbor Gardens, Long Island, is
agog over the murder of MYRA
HEATH and the disappearance of
her husband, PERRY.
House guests of the Heaths are
LAWRENCE INMAN, heir to Myra's
fortune, and BUNNY MOORE. beau
tiful, vivacious, to whom suspicion
points because OF her strange ac-
tons.
Myra Heath never used cosmetics,
never wore colors, yet when he body
was found she was heavily rouged.
She was a collector of glass, and 1t
was a rare old bottle from her col
lection that the murderer used to
kill her. Candles were burning at
her head and feet; nearby was
card marked, THE Work of Perry
Heath"
The strange thing about Heath's
disappearance is that the windows
and doors were locked on the inside
| the night before and were found that
hyay in the morning. Fingerprlnts OF
Bunny and Inman were found on the
bottle.
At the Country Club the murder
lis discussed by SAM ANDERSON,
Heath's rival for the club preslden-
lev; AL CUNNINGHAM, who is try
ing to solve the crime, and others.
Meanwhile, TODHUNTER BUCK,
Mrs. Prentiss' nephew. has met Bun
ny and fallen in love with her,
Bunny is amazed to get phone
call from Heath. He phones her
again. saying Inman is the murder
er. Bunny faints under a grilling
by DETECTIVE MOTT, and lnman
confides to Buck that he saw Bunny
ascending the stairs after the muir
der. Mott questions all the servants
and tells them to keep quiet.
Anderson invites Cunningham to
his house and there. while waiting
FOR his host, Cunningham is sudden
" confronted by Perry Heath, who
disappears as mysterieusly as he had
appeared. Shortly afterward Ander-
son comes in and he reproaches
Cunningham for letting Heath es-
caPS-
Buck, meantime. is determined to
clear Bunny. He resolves to have a
good talk with her.
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CHAPTER XNXVI
And then the object of Toddys
anxious thought came and seated
herself on a low chair beside his
own. So softly had she come, that
he had no idea of her presence until
he heard her soft, low voice saying:
Mrs. Irentiss bid me came and
talk to you for few minutes before
l go to my ROOM
I'm glad to have you" he said,
speaking quietly, too, and involun-
tarily laying his hand on the little
one that rested on his chair arm.
Bunny looked up at him, her eyes
of wind flower blue dimly visible
in the faint light that glimmered
from the doorway.
you are very good to me-" she
said, with sad little sigh. You
ana your aunt DoLh. ''u' "'''4
could go home"
II wish you could" exclaimed
Tod. his hand tightening its clasp
on her own.
"Why do you speak like that? 9ou
brighten mel" she exclaimed, for his
tone had been emphatic.
IT am frightenc about you he
fol
me, dear, do you trust me?"
YES" she said, and her voice was
clear and frank. There was no trace
of coyness or shyness, 1t was as II
soul spoke to soul, and with his
power of reading the intent OF an
others words, Buck believed her.
He turned to face her more fully.
DO you know you are in danger?
Grave danger?'
~ suppose I am. But what can
+ do? / am very much alone
Her voice quivered and tears came
into the blue eyes.
mo" Buck declared, "you are not
alone. You have two stauneh 1rlends
beneath this roof, and one OF u.s. at
least, would die for you!'
This was dangerously close 10
melodrama, but was saved therelroin
by Toddy's obvious earnestness ana
the ringing note Of affection IN MS
tone.
But Bunny shuddered
"Don't mention DEATH she SAID
Twelve had enough of that for the
present. A..
$50 we have" he said, and !,
too want to avoid the subject put
If I am to help you, and Lord knows
YOU need help, I'll have to ask you
some pretty blunt questions
you may" Bunny said, but ner
voice had taken on cold Formally,
almost as if she spoke to an Official
detective.
"Oh," Tod. groaned, don't speak
To me that way, or / can't talk at
ALT"
The girl laughed outright. ..
"Go on with your blunt questions,
she commanded, but the laughter
seemed to linger In her information.
Tod plucked up a morsel OF cour-
age. Surely a murderer could not
laugh like that.
"When did you first see Mrs.
Heath after she was dead?' he
asked.
"Oh, I can't tell you that" she
gasped as if in Mortified SURPRISE
and started to rise from her chair.
mo, sit still. Don't tell me any,
thing you don't choose to, but do
oh, Bunny, do confide in me! You
must have help,-I will help you.
Dear Heart, tell me all--all about
it"
"I-I've nothing to tell" and now
she spoke really coldly, and with an
accent OF displeasure. Il thought
detectives found out the truth from
clues and things, not from asking
people questions"
Both methods are used and