The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-08-31
VANITY CASE 3"
4 Tale of Mystery and Lone
By CAROLYN WELLS :

oqlns lly appear and disappear in the
and the next day Harbor Gardens. Long
Island S al, Is agog with the murder of MYRA
HUSBAND HUSBAND q PfR fRh9s disappearance of her
House guests Of the Heaths are LAW
EdNRE NNY 4M6oaRsE TO T1 @sEas SGS
cause of her refusal TO answer questions;
used cosmetics never wore eolors. She
had a mania for collecting klass, and IT
collection that the murderer used to, kin
her. Candles were burning at her head
f fe Wo and o} PERKY by Hes gard
of all, she was heavily made up and
CARRIED mS in cay c9 tb3r about 1oo+b,s die.
appearance, is that all the windows and
doors had been locked on the inside the
the morning SsE anu ringer sns i pFiHts Of Bunny
Moore and Inman were found ON the
AZ the Country CLUB the mYEder u is dis,
rIyalc for the club presidency; Al CQ ~
crime. and others. Some believe Heath
R mNyFdERer BcAA ndT ecpSew d o mrs
gests that Heath also may have been
EMMA. a waitress in the Heath home
tells of seeing Bunny ascend the stars
RRboTtthe time Of the R mTrder carTSd
to get a phone call from Perry Heath
advising her to keep silent.
CHAPTER XXIII
Mrs. Prentiss did not inquire and
Bunny did not vouchsafe any infor-
nation as to the identity Of her tele-
phone caller. y
The girl went back to bed, and
the older women went to her room,
but neither of them slept much.
Teddy Buck, too, was wakeful, and
when the three met at breakfast,
though outwardly cheerful, there
was an undercurrent Of restraint and
all were a little i'll at ease.
The meal was nearly over, when
Bunny was called to the telephone.
IT won't go" she cried petulant-
ly. "You. go for me, won't you' Mr..
Buck?"
mo, Miss Moore" the waitress
interviewed, "the gentleman on the
wire says he must speak to you per-
sonally."
With a sigh, Bunny rose and went
tc the small booth in the hall, where
the instrument was
AS she had fully expected, the
voice she heard was Perry Heath's
Don't speak," he said don't say
a word. But, listen. You must be
careful what you say or do. Emma
has told a lot of stuff about you
probably lies-but she will make
trouble for you if she can. I don't
think she has it in for you exactly,
but She loves to talk, and the detec-
tives are getting a lot out of her.
You'd better see her yourself. If
you can, and manage to shut her
mouth some way. Offer her money,
if you can do it secretly. But be
careful that no one knows it. And
remember this, child. Imam did
the deed. Inman is the criminal. II
they come at you, and they will, you
tell them he is the murderer of Ny,
ra. Now, remember all I've said,
and don't so to pieces when they
question you. You've nothing to
feal-if you keep your secrets to
yourself. But coniidc in anybody
and you're lost
but
Hush. don't talk. The very walls
have ears. No one can hear what l
say to you, but they can hear what
you say to me. SO, don't say word.
Don't tell anyone l have talked to
you, don't tell anyone the whole
truth. Let them hunt Tor me as
much as they like-they'n never
find me. Good-by, Little One, and
try to forget me yourself.
The voice ceased abruptly, and the
dead silence told Bunny she would
hear nothing more.
She hung up the receiver, and
walked slowly back to the porch,
where the others still sat.
They looked at her so eXpectantly
that she felt she must satisfy or at
least allay their evident curiosity
1T was a man I know" she said
slowly He thinks l am in danger,
and warns me to be careful. Espe-
cially, he warns me against the
waitress over at the Heath house.
That Emma-he thinks she is tell
ing tales about me-"
"She is" Teddy spoke out bluntly.
He had concluded that he could best
help Bunny by telling her all he
knew, and letting her profit by it.
"They are not true" Bunny said,
calmly. Emma is making up
stories"
81 heard her, last night" Buck
said, not looking at her, but gazing
intently at the cigaret he was light
ing. II have to admit, her state
ments had the ring of truth"
"Bal7' said his aunt" you don't
know truth when you hear it, Tod.
hunter! You have about as much
insight or intuition as a hitching-
post! Also, you're a gulllble sort.
II anybody told you the earth was
fat, you'd begin to think that very
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