The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-09-21
The VANITY CASE
A Tale of Mystery and Love
By CAROLYN WELLS :
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Nm Mysterious 0us ,o lights fash ss from the
day Harbor Gardens, Long Island, is
agog over the murder of MYRA. HEATH
P faa RfAY9 disappearance of her husband
House guests of the Heaths are LAW
h ana MMAN b beF Y MMT9oso fqErtuns
whom suspicion points because of her
when d M'' b 9'vSE used fd SSfms ss ss
heavily rouged, A rare old bottle from
Kill her. Candles were burning at her
a. the country sl NbzY The soS wuEasr is
rival for the club. presidencyS>AL Gun
NINGHAM, who is trying to Solve the
Bunny Is amazed to get q phone call
murderer. Cuqnipgham goes q. ,And9er:
who then slips away in the darkness.
braids Cunningham for letting Heath
ToDafdjNTER BUCK. who is in love
meeting between the girl and Heath. He
tries to get Bunny, to explain. and r when
TRUITT, famous detective: Bunny
tells Truitt. she had gone, downsttai Is
Heath not no yet could in death, and Imam
peeping from behind curtain,
Truitt questions lnman and then, IN,
something peculiar about a window. He
then .reioins Buck and the latters aunt.
Now Go on WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER XIX
II found practically nothing of i'm
portance," Truitt said, then, seeing
Tods blank look of disappointment,
he added, Except Mr., Inman him
self. He wouldn't admit he had seen
you that night, Miss Bunny, until
/ told him that you had told me of
1t yourself. Then he loosened up a
little, but he still feared trap.
However, he did admit that he went
downstairs almost Immediately after
you came up, and said he went down
to see what scared you So"
HIM" said Mrs Prentiss, "a
little fishy. But, see here, Mr..
Truittt, that checks up the lights.
You know the place was dark as a
pocket at l o'clock. Then, Bunny
comes down at half past one, snaps
on a bright light, and in about
fifteen minutes turns it out and goes
upstairs. Then, long about two, Mr..
Inman comes down. Big light again,
and soon he snaps it off and goes
upstairs. Then, no more lights all
night"
Except the two small sparks"
"Yes-those the murderer put
there"
1.-THE murderer being?"
"Inman" exclaimed Tod You
must have seen, SteveA how queer
he was, how, you know-furtive,
and that sort of .hing. SLY, uncom-
municative, until he concluded to
say something, then his words came
out in a perfect sluice."
Not much of psychologist, are
you, Tod?" and Truitt smiled at
him.
"Oh, get out. I know what
know. I know the thing rests be-
tween Bunny and Inman. l know
you know, Bunny didn't do it.
therefore, and wherefore, it was In
man"
Going to take me over to the club
tonight, Tod?'
And as Teddy agreed, the whole
subject was dropped by common con-
sent, and one of Mrs. Prentiss' justly
famed dinners was enjoyed with no
accompanying talk of horrors.
But after dinner, Cunningham
telephoned that they were to come
over to Sam Anderson's house in
stead of to the club, as he had in
vited a few chums there for Billiards,
and didn't want to go out.
So over they went, Truitt admir-
ing as they walked briskly along,
the bridge, the brook it crossed and
the delightful, though different land
scape on either side.
Sam Anderson was polite, even
cordial, but it was plain to be seen
that, as he was expecting guests, he
must want them to make their visit
bries.
Cunningham was the embarrassed
one, for he had brought about this
interview with no reason but a hope
that it might be helpful to himself
and it was little difficult to explain.
II wanted you men to meet Mr.
Truitt," he began little lamely, but
Tod Buck threw himself into the
breach.
IT'S all right, Mr.. Anderson" he
smiled; 1--WE won't stay but a few
minutes. I know you've got a party
on. But to come down to brass
lacks. I'm told that you Park peo-
pie suspect Miss Moore Of the Heath
crime. and I'm asking you. If you
have any real, any definite evidence
against her. And, if you haven't, if
you won't-you. Mr.. Anderson. as
one Of the most influential Park
men-if you won't do what you can
to squash that rumor-or suspicion,
or whatever you call it,
MY dear boy" Sam Anderson
smiled at him. you're barking up
the wrong tree! haven't the slight
est suspicion that Miss Moore did or
could commit that terrible crime!
Why, the mere idea is inconceivable.
o.