The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-02-08
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exactly what you're suspected of do
sNo! You're aying!. She spr.nr
to her feet Her eyes darted : look
Of rage 1T him. "You dirty dor,,,
she whispered hoarsely. "Yon're try
ing to get something on me. Whv
cant they leave me alone"
"Why cant who leave you alone 2"
he broke in.
"You know. who I'm talking about.
You know very we'll. You can 20 to
hell. I'm leaving" She grabbed her
pocketbo beaded bag.
"Miss Maynard" he took hold of
her wrist. aware that they were very
nearly creating . scene, "don't 20
yet. Sit down and listen to me.
You've got to- He was. holding her
wrist cruelty tight. She WINGED, with
the pain and sat down, he half fore
ing her into her chair.
"Pm not trying to get anything on
you. IS you say. You listen to these
facts and see for yourself. Henry
Rand was my father. He was MUIR
dercd in . hotel in Grafton on Nov.
"a. You've just told me you used
Fogarty's ticket at the Paragon Thea
ter two nights before. Well, the stub
of that ticket was found in the room
with. my father. How did it get
there :"
She was white beneath her rouge.
table with her hands. "it's . lie"
She leaned toward him. tense. ats
lie! don't believe i'll"
ITS the truth. How do you sup
pose j know you used Fogarty's tick
ct? We found the stub and traced
J. it down to Fogarty. He told the Do
lice he gave it to YOU"
1.-THE police! God! DoAthey know
this?"
They're looking for you now. The
landlady at your last address said
you had left town. I was there"
II tell YOU" she said, her voice
strained and slow. II don't know any
thing about it. It's frame.up. How
about Fogarty, if hc knows so much?
What was to prevent him having
duplicate ticket made and planted?
Where was, her
"Hc's already proved an alibi. He
was not in Grafton when the murder
was committed. You WERE"
"Sure l was-looking for work
and didn't find it. That's why I'm
back. Take me out of here. I'm
sick. I'll faint if I don't get out in
the air"
"Where do you live ?" Jimmy asked
her. "I'n take you home"
She gave him an address in Mans
field.
"Comc on" he said. "let's 20 out"
He signaled to waiter.
He paid the check and took her
arm. She leaned heavily on him as
they walked to the door.
"fou've got to tell me all you know
about this" he said to her when
they had reached the street. She was
acting. was conccaling something, he
told himself. He continued, roughly:
IF you don't tell me, maybe you'll
tell the police"
She blazed at him. II don't know
anything about it, ! tell you. Let me
alone"
"What did you do with the theater
ticket after you used it?' he asked.
She answered him wearilv: 81
done know. suppose I threw it
away. What do you think I'd do
with it--put it in scrap book?"
"Look here" he said. ''you'rc not
playing fair with me. I'm trying to
be decent with you and you accuse
me OF being party to some Kind Of
"A frame-up. Every word I've said to
you tonight is true. I'm asking you
to give an explanation Of how that
ticket stub could have got into that
room and you refuse. I've been vast
ing time. I should have turned you
over to the police when first saw
you.
"I've been persuading myself that
you didn't have anything to do with
it. Now I'm beginning to think I
was . fool. I've good mind to call
a policeman now. They want you
for murder, do you understand that"
Murder! Oh. God. no! They
can't" She swayed toward him and
would have fallen If he had not
caught her in his arms. They were
in front Of the Mayfair Hotel. He
hailed q taxicab.
The light from the street lamp
above them was bright on her hcav-
lily painted face and blond hair. She
was limp in his arms when he noticed
the man and woman in front of the
hotel staring at him. They were in
evening clothes. The woman was
Mary Lowell. He lifted Olga May
nard into the cab and closed the
door.
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