New Britain herald., 1926-08-31

Ael HelI, put IN Black, VINO
always knew all about everybody's
y business affairs, there's motive:
:, but, on the other hand, I've heard
he was in love with the pale god.
S dess."
| Did you hear that when they
4 found her, dead, she was all rouged
4 and made up,-eyebrows penciIed
] and all?-this from Anderson, who
S was a bit of gossip.
s Yes, and beside that. there was
red sash tied around her." Black
: asserted. And candles burning at
her head ar eet."
Al Cunningham, who just then
: Joined the group. said: I'm going
to the inquest this afternoon. Won
der if Heath will be back for it ?"
You speak as If he had lust
stepped out on an Grand" Black OBJ
1ected. Why, man. he is the GRIMM
al,-the murederer.--and he made
his getaway. He'll never come back
DO you know Heath?" demanded
Forbes of Anderson.
Not intimately at all, but I know
him slightly. I've seen him here at
the club occasionally. I've never
been 10 his house."
Then you don't really know him.
He's not man Of fierce passions or
ANGRY impulses. If he sensed trou-
Bile from lnman's cttentions to Mrs.
Heath, he wouldn't kill either of
them, he'd put the -oung man out
of his house and merely shake his
finger at his wife. ] live over there,
you know. and I'm acquainted with
the whole bunch. There's a baby
down there, who's about as pert a
little parcel as often comes. Name
of Bunny, and I believe she's some
what gone on Perry herself"
"Oh, well. then there's your mo-
tive Cunningham cried. Intense
natured artist, tired of his marble
/ Galatea of a wife. turns to baby doll
i for relief. Falls desperately in love
with the kid, and decides that the
! line of least resistance Is to put
Friend Wife out of the way. Does
so, and skips. He won't return-but
the little girl will follow at the
proper time"
Maybe" said Black, hut I'm not
going to the inquest. Sit all after
noon in a hot. stuffy place, only to |
have the thing adjourned, or. at |
most, to hear an open verdict"
I'm no. going, either" Anderson |
state. "Oh, if I do. I'll just look in |
for moment, and stick to the back |
of the room, so / can get out easily. |
.Coroners are fearfully long-winded
from the papers. The New York pa
servants were forbidden to leave the |
pers will feature this, as it's really a
bizarre case"
Meanwhile the Heath home was In
a turmoil.
The police were in charge. Both
Bunny and Larry, as we'll as the
servants wor forbidden to leave the
place.
The body OF Myra, still in its beau
tiful but strange condition, lay
where it was found, and must re-
main there until viewed by the
Coroners jury.
The studio was guarded by po-
liceman who sat just outside the
closed door. The lounge was full of
bustling people, who, with more or $
less authority, fused around in =
IL
Mrs. Prentiss, presuming on her
as the nearest neighbor, 3
came over, with face appropriately
long and manner appropriately l.
solemn, to offer help of any sort in
her power. r
Bunny refused to see her at first, I
but on a more insistent message the
girl went reluctantly from her room
downstairs to greet the caller.
Her blue eyes showed traces of
tears, and her lips quivered as she
came toward Mrs. Prentiss.
And for once, the girl failed to
show an alert interest at the sight Of
a strange and good-looking young
man.
For Todhunter Buck had acorn
panied his aunt, partly as es-
cort, but more from desire to see
Bunny herself.
Nor was he disappointed. He told
himself on the spot. that she was
the loveliest girl he had ever seen
and was the one girl in the world for
him, and many such decisions and
asseveration.
Bunny acknowledged his introduce
ton with absent minded politeness
and asked them to come with her to
a small morning room back of the
dining room, where they could talk
in more seclusion.
"Who is here? Who is looking
after you?" demanded Mrs. Prentiss,
with her usual brusqueness.
Nobody" said Bunny. II am all
alone. I'd go home, but the police
won't let me. I haven't sent word to
my people about this yet-of course,
they'll see it when it gets into the
it's all so terrible-so
awful-that I couldn't bring myself
10 write about it, and Just couldn't t
mo, no. of course not, my dear.
But you can't stay here alone
haven't you heard word from Mr..
f
mot a wore " Bunnys' face turned
rosy pin but her voice was calm
and steady. 81 can't imagine where
he went or what's keeping him
away"
''Who is in charge here?"
That's what everybody asks.
Why, nobody's In charge, exactly.
Mr.. Inman is, in some ways. and OF
course, the servants keep the house
running just as usual. I see few
~ Myra,s friends hut not all OF