New Britain herald. [microfilm reel] (New Britain, Conn.) 1890-1976, 1926-09-02
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Iney were entertaining 10 houoS
guests:
Lawrence Inman, a distant rela-
tive of Myra's and, aside from Per-
~, her only heir, and
Bunny Moore, young, golden
haired, vivacious, an old friend of
Myras.
Myra Heath was beautiful but
cold. She never used rouge, never
wore eolors. She collected rare bits
of glass and her latest was a whis-
key bottle, which aroused her ar
fist husbands scorn.
Provoked at growing intimacy
between Perry and Bunny, Myra
announces she has made her will
in favor of Inman. cutting her hus-
band off. That night she quarrels
with Perry and alludes mysterious
ly to his secret
Discovering Myra alone with In
man late that night, Perry orders
Inman out of the house by morn
ing, but the next day finds Perry
Heath gone and his wifo's body
stretched on the studio floor witt
candles burning at her head and
feet. She is made up with rouge;
she is dressed in gay colors. Near
her is card marked. The Work
of Perry Heath"
She has been killed by a blow
with her cherished whiskcy bottle.
When the coroner comes, 1nman
and Bunny are strangely nervous
when made to answer questions.
Meanwhile, at the Country club,
the murder is the topic of CONVEX
lace Forbes, Al Cunningham and
others. Mrs. Prentiss, towing her
nephew, Todhunter Buck, goes
over to the acaths and invites
Bunny to stay at her house next
door. Bunny breaks out crying and
Buck. at sight of her beauty, is
her slave.
Mrs. Prentiss relates having seen
mysterious lights appear and dis
appear. the night before, in the
Heath home.
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CHAPTER XII
Quietly composed. Bunny gave
the coroner her attention, though
she was not asked to leave the
chair where she was sitting.
why were you crying when
Carter came to your room this
morning?'
81 can not see any reason why
7 should tell you that, Doctor Os-
born the girl said, quietly, but
with a stubborn note in her voice.
Nor can l see any reason why
you should not tell me-" the equal
ly quiet return. This is an occa
sion, Miss Moore, when seemingly
intrusive questions must be asked
and should be answered. Why do
you object to .telling the cause of
your tears"
"Only because l was crying
about a private and personal sor-
row, and | cannot see that it has
anything to do with the inquiry
you are conducting"
Then you refuse to tell me the
cause of your grief?"
Il certainly do. Anything I can
tell you bearing on this - this
tragedy, ! will. But my own per-
sonal sorrows are not for public
investigation"
Bunny's voice was SO calm and
her manner so digniiicd that it con-
! tasted curiously with her pert
/ little face and her smiling mouth
j The girl couldn't help smiling
and it was impossible for the cor
onor not to be in sympathy with
| her.
So he merely said Then when
Carter told you of Mrs. Heath's
death. that was the first you knew
of it," 70
"Of course" said Bunny, hel
blue eyes staring at him in amaze.
ment.
Then what did you do?"
uTcSStn dl ouCe anu calLt
down stairs
And went to the studio?"
I Eyes"
"Who else was in the studio a
that time?"
Doctor Conklin, the family ply.
stefan, went in just as l did. He
began at once to examine the-tht
body. and | went out of the ROOM
Miss Moore. have you any idea
| where Mr.. Heath can be-"
Not the slightest"
"When did you see him LAST"
Last evening. when l said gooG
night. TO them all, and went up te
my room"
who do you mean by them all p
''Mr. and Mrs. Heath and Mr.
Inman. When I went upstairs, the!
were all in the studio"
You recognize the old bottle
which was obviously the fatal wea
pom, as one belonging to Mrs
Heath's collection?"
"Oh, yes. 1t was the latest ont
she had acquired, and she said i
was most valuable one"
WAS it a subject of discussion
during the EVENING"
why, yes, l think it was. Mr.
and Mrs. Heath disagreed bit a
to its artistic value.,,'
"Who held the bottle at the tim
of this discussion?"
"Why - I don't know. Yes, nov
I look back, I think Mrs. Heat
was holding it. She was sort o
polishing it with her handkerchief
She loved her old glass and woul
often rub up the pieces until the
shone."
Il see. Then-be careful please
this is important you seem I
have mental picture of Mr..
Heath. polishing her cherished an
tique. with her handkerchief. Wha
did she do with 1t them"
I'm sure | don't remember.