New Britain herald., 1927-05-14
WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE

Lea LII StIIhcS CSdTEtlt FCiSOll while bathing at Ocean Town, \ J. It Is thought at first he is [ stroke victim, but investigation shows he has been stabbed 10 deatl beneath the water.
 Folsom's swimming companion: had been Roger Neville, a bushes: partner: Mrs. Helen Barnaby anC Carmelita Naldon. It is established that Folsom, just before his death had been standing next to Ned Bar. ron, known as the copper king.
 Anastasia Folsom. eccentric and masterful sister of the dead man arrives and takes command. At the inquest it is learned that the deatf weapon was pichad, an Orienta on the boardwalk.
 It is also established that one Croydon Sears is tancier ot curious knives. Anastasia engages Titus Riggs, an architect, to work on the case. Dan Pelton, the dead mans nephew. arrives. Anastasia questions Croydon Sears sharply as to his whereabouts at the time of the murder and he Is unable to prove that the was not near the spot.
 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 CHAPTER NNIV
 There were but few at the funeral service of Garrett Folsom.
 Of course, Miss Folsom and Dan Pelton were the chief mourners. They were attended by Paxton and Ross, who behaved as proper ser wants should. and watched for any opportunity of ministering to the wants of their employers.
 Tite Riggs and Robin Sears at tended. for they had the case well in hand now, and Riggs, like a hunter keen for prey, lost no pos sible chance to glean any bit of information. He scarce hoped to pick up any at the funeral. but there might be some hint or sug- gcstion in the attitudes. of the dead mans relatives that would be en- Tightening.
 And there were some who dropped in out of mere idle curi- osity. and others who were there because they chanced to be in the neighborhood.
 Pelton had locked the door of his suite and thrown the key on the office desk as he came down. stairs.
 But that did not keep intruders from his rooms.
 Scarcely had he left the hotel. in company with his aunt, than two smiling young people. with shrewd eyes watching out for spies. slipped quietly along the corridor and one of them. the girl, produced a key and quickly gained entrance to the locked rooms.
 Here we are, Hubby" Myrtle said. as they reached their goal and locked the door behind them.
 But after all their errand was of no more sinister intent than to look at the French dolls. which still sat in gorgeous row on the sofa.
 At least, that was what Myrtle, the chambermaid. wanted. Hubby, the bellboy, his alert mind longing for something more exciting. was opening and shutting the drawers of the chiffonier.
 "Hey. Hubby, don't you do that" the girl cried out. Its no harm for me to feast my eyes on these dolly babies, but won [ stand for your snooping around in any of the rooms that I hay. charge of
 Gee. Myrt, don't he a lemon I ain't doing bit of harm. You play with your dolls and femme alone"
 They're not my dolls: I wish they were. Oh. if Mir. Pelton would only give me ore of them."
 Pinch it. I don't believe he'd ever miss it."
 "Eo. I'm scared to do that. And the one I want"
 Which one do you want?"
 This. This dark k-haired beauty Oh, my, but she's a peach. Not the prettiest of all. maybe"
 Not much, she isn't. That yell low-top puts 1t all over her.'
 Well. ] don't know. This was Mr. Folsom's fayorite. He used to talk to this one"
 Did he? What would he say:"
 "Why. he talked to 1t almost as If It was alive! He'd say. I'll have you yet. my beauty. I'll have you again - and soon!' You'd think he was talkin' to his sweetie."