New Britain herald., 1927-05-06
WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE

 Death strikes Garrett Folsom while bathing with a party at Ocear Town. N. J. At the Hote Majusaca where they had been guests, an in quiry is begun, after a doctor. per. functorily examining him on the ] beach, pronounces him dead. Folsom's companions had beer Roger Neville. Mrs. Helen Barnab, and Carmelita Valdon. It Is estab. lished that Folsom, just before hi: death, had been standing next te New Barron, known as the Copper King.
 Folsom's sister. Anastasia, Is sent for in New York. Then the startling announcement is made that Folsom had been stabbed to death in the water. Ross. his valet. Is questioned as are Barron and his wife. but nc light Is shed on the mystery.
 Police take command of the sit- nation until the arrival of Anastasia They learn that Folsom and Neville had been business associates. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 Chapter x
 Garrett Folsom's sister, Miss Anastasia. blew into the Hotel Ma jusaca that evening.
 She made such an entrance as the Queen of Sheba might have made on her historic visit to Solomon. And to carry scripture analogies still further, she was terrible as an army with banners.
 Accompanied by maid and fol- lowed by string of porters carry ing her hand luggage, she strode up to the desk and demanded the manager.
 stepped forward and proffered his services.
 T am Miss Folsom" announced the new arrival. T want the best rooms you can give me. Or. bet ter yet. let me have the suite my brother occupied: that is sure to be the best in the house"
 T can't give you that just now, madam" Futile told her. flor the police have it in charge. But feel sure it can be arranged that you may occupy 1t while you are here. If you will take another room for the night"
 "No, I will not. Get hold of the police and tell them I insist on having those rooms. Who else could have them? And why let them go to waste? They're good rooms, aren't they""
 "Very good"
 Then I want them and I mean to have them. Lord, I've enough trouble ahead of me, without be- ing put into an uncomfortable bed! Paxton. take this bag, and take my coat"
 She turned to the woman at her side, who obediently helped her off with her travelling coat.
 Miss Anastasia wriggled herself out of the enveloping folds and stood. a militant. belligerent figure before the desk as she waited for her keys.
 She was tall. heavy, and of a commanding presence. She would have been ungainly. save that she possessed certain air of sophisti- cation and good breeding that was accentuated by her clothes.
 These. though of pronounced masculine cut. were perfectly tail- ored and fitted exactly the muscu- lar, vigorous shape.
 An ensemble of black cloth. with trimming bands of black Bengaline. was of the latest mode and its lines adapted to make the very best of her somewhat difficult figure.
 A close, small hat of black Ben- galine covered almost entirely her bobbed hair, which escaped in front in little curls Of mingled black and gray.
 Altogether, as to manner and garb, Miss Folsom was correct, but her face was of the type that has long had the reputation of inter- fering with the motive power of a timepiece.
 It was large and long. The high cheek bones were prominent, the nose. though undeniably aristicratic, was large and aquiline. The eyes were gray and glinting and darted about in angry ilnpatience. And the mouth. snapping, thin-lipped af- fair. promised unpleasant conse- quence to those who incurred the lady's disapproval.
 Yet her maid seemed 10 evince no fear of her stern-visaged mistress.
 Nonchalantly she took the coat flung at her careleSSlY she ac-