The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-05-18
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played the class, so naturally he
wasn't leaving little mementoes
about to get him into a pinch.
AT that the police have more
than they're giving out. L think
they've got a line on the man. Once
they get him they can easily find
her. They say she did it, He just
got there in time to carry her off.
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A line on the man. Once they
get him, they've got her! Douglas
took long pulls at his cigaret won
dered ii he dared trust his voice.
But why should the girl kill him.
Newt? Isn't is more likely he did
it since he was the respondent
one?"
THAT sounds all right, but the 10.
cation of the bullet, of his body. the
blood stains and the pistol all point
the other way The suicide theory
doesn't hold at all"
The mind of Douglas Keith felt
hot and red like a stove with live
Goals blazing Had Sandy shot Ra-
mon? She had gone to him. He
could never understand that unless
she had become suddenly desperate
because Of him. She had suggested
going to Ramon as a good way out
for everyone"
Could it be that in a quarrel she
really had fired the shot? She spoke
about his showing her the pistol
She tried to seize it, Perhaps she
had gotten hold of it. Had actually
perhaps without realizing it
pulled the trigger.
So she was responsible for Ra-
mons death. She had no recollec.
ton Of Ramon shooting himself.
She didn't remember Ramon fall
Douglas now listened in n still
terror to Newton's account - the
true account it might be
They figure Worth wouldn't give
her up. lie had the goods on her
and threatened to expose her to the
other man. This other man may
have been her husband. At least
he was her lover and she wanted
him, not Worth. She got frightened
and went down to Worth's office to
plead or threaten. He was so daft
about her he probably made some
advance-tried to renew old ac-
quaintance. She got excited and
pulled the gun. They scufled for
this, 1t went off giving her a slight
wound, but she fired again and got
him.
IF it wasn't for the man, she'd
set away with it,"
How will the man give her
away?"
NO ono saw the girl go into that
office and no one saw her leave.
There'd be no way to trace her ex-
cept through those finger prints and
you'd have to get her first before
you could see if they were hers.
But three people saw the man.
Rooney. in the cigar store; Jacks.
the elevator operator. and the jan
itress on the third floor. Jack says
he could pick him out Of a thou.
sand. He'll run into him yet.
therell be a slip somewhere-either
they'll trace that handkerchief or
they'll find some Clew in Worths
quarters. Once they nab him
they've got her. You see she was
wounded so he can't have taken her
very far They're probably right
here in town keeping to cover.
But they'll do something to
arouse suspicion Always happens.
And it's astonishing the number Of
cranlls ON the lookout i'm case like
this. Woman telephones the police
today that man, answering the
description Of the mysterious X
has a woman in hiding in the top
fiat across the street from her"
do they pay any attention to
those calls?"
"Do they. Tn half an hour a plain
clothes man has the layout sized
up"
Douglas went out Of the building
his thoughts reeling. Three people
were on tho lookout for him. If he
were caught, the crime Of murder
would be fastened on Sandy
In some way she might be guilty.
They would find her by finding
him
But they can't get me How
can they get me?"
He had a reckless notion to 90
over to the cigar store and talk to
Rooney-buy some cigarettes-fnd
out if Rooney really could identify
him.
There was only that handkerchief.
Might take months to run that
down.
Nothing definite had been found
in Ramon's room-nothing that led
to Sandy-nothing that would ever
lead to him.
lie squared his shoulders, swung
along, one hand in his pocket.
At Market and O'Farrell newsboys
were calling an extra. He stopped
nonchalantly, bought 1t, read tie
headline, went over to a candy store
and stared at the chocolates. He
was afraid to turn his head.
The headline said: met closing
on man. woman i'm n1vsterv death "