The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-09-09
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his criminal capabilities. he made
no spoken objection. He merely
shrugged his shoulders, lighted an
other cigaret and sat pIacidly silent.
i What do you think OF Miss
Moore's story" Truitt shot at him
suddenly.
II think it is all right--if Il is
true,' Larry returned, his face som.
her with doubt.
| Al Cunningham came in then,
and as an amateur detective him
self he was glad to see Truitt there.
Al had no petty jealousy as Mott
had; he was only too glad t. have
| some one 10 talk to about the things
that were puxzling him.
you sec." he said, after they had
| mulled over the case, "the Gardens
| people suspect lnman"-Larry was
not in the room-"and the Park peo-
pie think the little girl did it. They
say that baby could have thrown
a bottle like that with fatal effect
| And Miss Moore's finger-prints are
!; on the glass"
ION what part Of the glass :"
asked Truitt.
Lord, man. 1 don't KNOW"
but, my dear, sir. as detective.
| you should know. See here, who
! ever welded that bottle as a weapon,
in all probability Rrasped it BY the
!, neck"
why, yes--likely."
mot only likely. almost positively.
4 Unless il was flung, and the doctors
| say it was not. Well. then. any
number OF people looking in later,
nigh. pick up pieces and finger
them. and put them back where they
were found. But only the finger
prints Of the one who grasped it by
| the neck are Of any value"
Gosh! never doped it out that
! way!"
That's the way Of it."
II see it is. Say, wish you'd
Forbes and Mr.. Anderson. They're
turn the thing over to you. Why,
| say, let Perry Heath slip through
| my fingers!"
And, little shamefacedly. Al Cum
ningham told about the interview he
had had with Heath on Sam Ander-
sons porch.
Tod remembered the meeting in
the woods Of Heath and Bunny. and
he said quickly, "Then Heath is still
about. You know he's my pick for
the murderer"
NO." Al objected, II could tell by
the way he talked to me that he
isn't the murderer. Why, he loved
his wife. But he told me Inman did
it. and so want to nail the crime on
| him."
I'D like to see those men you
speak Of" 1'ruitt said to Cunning
ham. Can you fix it up for to-
hight!"
:Yes, sure. They'll all be at the
club, or if not. We can get them
there
& .All right, Mr.. Cunningham, Buck
will bring me over at whatever hour
SOU say. Now. II nobody objects.
I'm going to give this house, br some
POEMS in 1t the once over. all alone
tvmyself, and I'll be back at your
house in time for dinner, To-day
fks little group dispersed. and
Steve Truitt, alone and unescorted,
made his unquestioned way wherever
be chose to go, through the rooms
Of the Heath house.
He spent most Of his time in the
beAropms Of Mr.. and Mrs. Heath,
p0y1uB SC8ut 0StcUVtOu W Tue SVuOtO
or any part Of the lower house.
But he wandered for some time mp
and down the terrace the east ter
race on which there was q small lat
t,ced window as well, as one long,
French window.
Truitt scrutinized the windows, as
other detectives had done before him
and noted. as they had done, the ab.
solute security Of latches and locks.
Suddenly he spied something, and
was about to investigate further,
when he heard cry from the Prem |
tiss house next door.
Looking round quickly. he saw
Bunny at her window, staring at|
him.
"Good GIRL" he called out gayly. j
"I'll come right over"
He strolled leisurely back 20 the
Prentiss home, and found Bunny
had come downstairs, and was ready
for . conference.
Mrs. Prentiss and Tod were also
waiting. and Truitt described his |
search Of the Heath house. !
Ito Be Comtlnued.)