The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-08-10
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In HarhOr Gardens, Long island
IN an elaborate bungalow, lived
PERRY HEATH and his wife, MYRA
Al the time the story opens the
Hcafhs were entertaining as house
guests:
LAWRENCE lNMAN, a dist,u,
relative Ut Myra's and, aside from
Perry. the only heir to her c0nsiases
able fortune. and
BUNNY MOORE, young, vivaci0us
g0lden-haircd. an old friend ol
Myrs'x.
Myra Heath was q peculiar won.
an. She was cold, sarcastic. She did
not love her husband, but seemed
enamOrcd Of Inman. She never used
cosmetics or dressed in c0lOrs. In
fact, her hatred Of color amounted Ia
passion. She collected rare old
bottles and her latest was = whisky
bottle which she was quite proud
Of but which aroused her artistic
husband 10 scOrn.
There IL growing intimacy be.
tween erry Heath and Bunny
Myrs. becoming provoked, declares
that she has made her will In favot
OF lnMan, cutting Perry off.
: That night, after Bunny and In.
man retire, Myrs Heath alludes
MysteriOnsly to Perry's Secret
When Perry goes to bed, Inmau
comes down stairs, and he and Myrs
are discovered In each others arm:
later by Perry.
The next morning, Mrs. Prentiss
who lives next door, was telling hel
nephew, Todhunter buck, of some
mysterious lights she had seen tn,
night before in the Heath bunga.
low. While they are talking . iout
scream from the Heath home inter
rupts their conversation.
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Chapter v.
Lets rush Overt" Teddy cried
putting one leg over the porch rail.
ing:
mo. no." his aunt restrained him
I'VE can't do that. Harbor Gardens
people arc conventional and reserved
Wait until we hear something more
The shrek had come from Katie
the Heath's parlor maid.
This capable and efficient young
woman was in the habit Of coming
downstairs ut eight o'clock every
morning.
1t was Katie's duty to open win
dows and straighten things generally
in the rooms and on the p0rches.
She had oversight a trifle Ahi.
morning. for she had been out late
indeed, she had come home from
her evening out far later than the
prescribed hour.
But she came downstairs, trim and
neat in her smart morning Uniform
and set diligently to work with hcl
brush and dustcr..
\ The lounge in order, she proceeded
to the studio, and it was the sight
that met her eyes there, that brought
forth the wild scream Of terror that
the neighbors heard.
For there, in the middle Of the
floor, lay Myra Heath with a candle
burning at her head and another al
her feet.
Katie looked twice to be sure that
it was her mistress. so strange and
SO changed was the face that she
saw.
Then. her hands over her eyes, she
stumbled her way back to the kitch.
en- and fell into q chair there.
whats the matter, Katie?" Cook
said, curiously, and the butler came
from the dining room to listen.
"Oh. Mrs. Pierce, oh. Hcrrick.--
it's the Missis, --shc's- do be.
lieve she's dead!''f
"Dead! Watcha talkin' about ?
and Mrs. Pierce. the cook, stared al
the excited girl.
"She is-she is! Just you 20 ana
look--in the xtujo. on the floor
But Mrs. Pierce, and Herrick, tn,
butler. had already rushed through
to the studio.
Fer the love OF the saints!" ex
claimed Mrs. Pierce, land the can,
dies burnin' and all"
1t amt Mrs. Heath" Hcrricl
said, greatly puzzled.
"Sure IT'S Mrs. Heath! Hut Just,
look ~ her! Whatever has she beer
doin' 70 herself r &
For Y was strange Myra Heath
Instead Of her usually pale fac,
and colorless lips, they saw . scafl1
mouth, of exquisite shape; cheek
delicstsly rouged. with beautiful e.
feet; eyebrows finely penciled an.