The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-08-30
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CHAPTER XXI

CHAPTER XXI
The two greeted him with grave
and serious faces.
On table between them lay an
ornate and elaborate vanity case,
which Buck instantly believed to be-
Bunny's missing property.
1t was of gold, and to the main
box were attached various and sun
dry dangling little boxes or phials,
all hung by gold chains.
Here you are, Mr.. Buck" and
Cunningham plunged at once into
the matter; this is Miss Moore's
vanity box l took it from her bed
room. Now experts have made tests
and they say that the cosmetics APP
piled to Mrs. Heath's face after she
was dead, might have been from
this box"
Might have beenv' said Buck,
quietly. What does that prove?"
only that they were not from the
boxes belonging to Mrs. Heath her
self. That, so far as we know, there
was nc. other available vanity box in
the Heath house last night. An ex-
animation of the servants belong
ing shows only some inferior ma
terials. That this box shows on it's
surface the finger prints of Miss
Moore, only-no others. And 80, we
are forced to the conclusion that,
quite apart from the murder, the
making up Of Mrs. Heath's face was
done by Miss Moore. This in itself
is, OF course, no crime. but added to
che fact that Miss Moore's finger
prints were on the bottle that was
used as a weapon, we can't help
feeling that Miss Moore was in some
way implicated in the matter, If only
as an accessory or an observer"
You think so?" was Toddy's non.
commital reply.
I'VE do" was the response from
Detective Mott, himself. And II
you are Interested in a proof of 1t,
stay here few moments longer. l
have sent for an important witness,
and If you choose, you can listen
in"
So Teddy stayed, and it was not
long before Emma, the waitress
from the Heath home, appeared.
She, was the one who had seemed
simple and honest at the time Of the
inquest and Mott greeted her kind
ly,
WELL Emma" he said, we've
sent for you, because we think you
know more than you told at the in
quest"
Eyes, sir" said the phlegmatic and
imperturable young woman.
Mott didn't quite know whether
her response was one of acquiescence
or merely acknowledgment of his
remark, but he felt his way slowly.
"You do. know a little more, En-
map" he said, overwhelmingly.
Eyes, sir" was the stolid assent. |
"Well, tell it," Mott was getting
impatient.
Tell what, sir?"
But suddenly, Emma seemed to
get scared.
II don't know anything, sir!'
she half breathed, her eyes getting |
big with fright and her voice trem-
bling.
Mott pursued his advantage.
Yes, you dol Now, out with IT.
DO you want to find yourself in the
station house? Tell me what you
saw, when you came downstairs to |
let Katie inn
Il told the gentleman, sir, that I
saw nothing"
II know you did. And you told a
lie! Now do the best you can to re-
pair the slip of your tongue. What
did you see? Or whom?"
II saw" Emma hesitated, but
her interlocutor gave her a prod.
out with it now! 1t will be far
better for you in the long run, if
you tell the truth. You saw some
body-who was it?"
iMiss-Miss Bunny, SIR"
Yes, of course, I knew thatw
This was mendacity on Motifs
part, but he knew how to treat a
girl like Emma.
What was she doing?" he went
on.
"She-she was going upstairs, sir"
Going upstairs, was she? Alone?"
Quite alone, sir"
did sheZlisten, now Emma
did she have this vanity box in her
hand?"
Yves, SIR" Emma faltered.
Are you sure?"/ Teddy Buck
broke in. II believe this girl will
assent to anything you suggest
Are you sure, Emma?" Mott re-
peated.
Eyes, sir, I'm sure" Emma said,
because I heard it jingle as it hit
against the stair rail. Oh, sir