New Britain herald., 1926-09-22
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l A-b iS d6Os ONcI the lHuIucT
 Myra Heath and the disappearance
 Of her husband, Perry.
 House guests of the Heaths ar
 Lawrence Inman, heir to Myra'
 fortune, and beautiful Bunny Moore
 to whom suspicion points becaus
 of her queer actions.
 Myra Heath never used cosmetic
 yet when her body was found sh
 was heavily rouged. A rare ol
 bottle from her collection of gias
 had been used to kill her. Candle
 were burning at her head and feet.
 At the country club the murde l is discussed by Sam Anderson
 Heath's rival for the club presi
 dency; Al Cunningham, who is try
 ing to solve the crime, and others
 Bunny is amazed to get a phone
 call from Perry Heath, saying In, man is the murderer. Cunningham
 goes to Anderson's house and there while waiting for his host, is con. fronted by Perry Heath, who ther slips away In the darkness. Ander. son arrives soon after and upbraids Cunningham for letting Heath get away.
 l Todhunter Buck. who is in love with Bunny, is witness to a noc- turnal meeting between the girl and Heath. He tries to get Bunny to ex- l plain and when she refuses he calls in his friend, Steve Truitt, a fa- nous detective. Bunny tells Truitt she had gone downstairs the night Of the murder and seen Myra Heath, not yet cold in death, and 1nman peeping from behind a curtain. Truitt questions Inman and then, inspecting the Heath home, discov- CTS something peculiar about a win dow. He then rejoins Buck and the latter's aunt, Mrs. Prentiss.
 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 CHAPTER XLIV
 T found practically nothing of importance" Truitt said then. see- ing Tod's blank look of disappoint- ment, he added, except Mr. Inman himself. He wouldn't admit he had seen you that night, Miss Bunny, until l told him that you had told me of it yourself. Then he loosened up little, but he still feared a trap. However, he did admit that he went downstairs almost immediately after you came up, and said he went down 10 see what scared you so."
 "H'm," said Mrs. Prentiss, "a lit- tie fishy. But, see here, Mir. Truirt, that checks up the lights. You know the place was dark as a pocket at one o'clock. Then, Bunny comes down at half past one, snaps on bright light, and in about fifteen minutes turns it out and goes up- stairs. Then, Tong about two, MT. 1nnaan 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"
 llc HUT ueTtT DelUS
 "Inman" exclaimed Tod. You must have seen, Steve, how queer he was, how, you know-furtive, and that sort of thing. Sly, uncommuni- cative, until he concluded to say something, then his words came out in a perfect sluice."
 Not much of a psychologist. are you, Tod?" and Truitt smiled at him.
 "Oh, get out. I know what l | know. I know the thing rests be- tween Bunny and Inman. I know you know, Bunny didn't do 1t, there i fore. and wherefore, 1t was Inman."
 Going to take me over to the club | tonight, Tod?"
 And as Toddy agreed, the whole | subject was dropped by common con- sent, and one of Mrs. Prentiss' just | ly 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- ng as they walked briskly along, he bridge, the brook 1t crossed and he delightful, though different landscape on either side.
 Sam Anderson was polite, even cordial, but 1t was plain to be seen hat, as he was expecting guests, he must want them to make their visit brief.
 Cunningham was the embarrassed ,ne, for he had brought about this interview with no reason but hope hat 1t might be helpful to himself, md it was little difficult to ex- plain.
 TT wanted you men to meet MT. rruitt," he began a little lamely, but Tod Buck threw himself into the preach.
 Its all right, MT. Anderson" he 'miled i've won't stay but a few know you've got a party 'n. But to come down to brass acks, I'm told that you Park peo- 'le suspect Miss Moore of the Heath ,rime, and I'm asking you If you lave any real. any definite evidence against her. And, n you haven't if 'ou won't-you, Mir. Anderson, as ,ne of the most influential Park nen-if you won't do what you can o squash that rumor-or suspicion, ,r whatever you call it."
 My dear boy" Sam Anderson miled at him, you're barking up he wrong tree! I haven't the slight 'st suspicion that Miss Moore did or ,ould commit that terrible crime! Why, the mere idea is inconceivable. md I've said so every time I have 'een where the thing was discussed"
 Good for you. MT. Anderson!" md Tod wrung his hand. T SUD- pose not all the Park people think like, then" Whom do you suspect, MT. An lerson?" Truitt asked, feeling that