The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-03-15

glanced ever his shoulder just be-
fore he entered the storm doors, be-
hind Jake.
II waited until I was fairly sure
the elevator had risen with them,
and then /, too, entered through the
storm doors and, as the lobby was
deserted, 1 opened the door leading
to the stairway and walked up"
Just what time was this?" Nc
Mann asked, his frowning eyes on
the register sheet which had re-
corded the time as we'll as the name
of al arrivals and departures on
Friday night.
"I can't say exactly, since I-no
longer own a watch" Miss Manning
admitted, the bitter lines between
nostrills and mouth deepening.
Poor thing--Ruth thought-even
the watch that Borden must have
given her with his love had gone
toward paying for the support OF
The child of that love. But it was
about half past eight"
A ND although Martha Manning
i 4 was slowly destroying the case
which Ruth Lester had, with what
she considered quite remarkable
ingenuity, built against "the woman
with the contralto voice." the girl
could hardly keep from smiling at
the deepening chagrin on the detec-
tive's face.
"Well-why these dramatic
pauses?" he demanded irritably.
lam rather short of breath"
the woman admitted, but with no
hint of bid for sympathy. 81
walked up, resting frequently, for I
was in no hurry. had no inten-
ton of trying to see Harry while the
man Jake was with him. could
only hope that Jake would not stay
long, and that I should have an OPP
portunity to speak with Harry-Mr.
Borden-alone."
"And did you?" McNIann prodded
her, as she again paused. He had
to wait, however, until a spasm of
coughing had spent itself.
when I reached the seventh
floor, I found the corridor deserted,
and walked softly to Mr.. Borden's
office" Miss Manning went on at
last, after dabbing at her lips with
the ink-stained handkerchief.
st listened, and heard family the
sound of voices. I knew that Jake
was still with Mr.. Borden, so I
withdrew to the head of the stair
way again, and waited, listening
through a. crack in the door.
after several minutes I heard
footsteps, and peeped out. Jake was
at the elevator. When it had taken
him in, and was on it's way down,
I ran to Mr.. Borden's door, remov-
ing my glove so that ] could knock
loudly.
81 counted on Mr.. Borden's think
ing that Jake had come back for
some forgotten last word. Of course
I tried the door first, but it was
locked, as I had expected He did
open the door-wide, as had hoped,
and before he could prevent me l
slipped in
"Glad to see you?" McNann cut
in sarcastically.
mo-" the woman answered simply.
'RQG-he did agree to talk with me.
We sat here-at his desk" and
the beautiful voice faltered, broke.
Borden opened the door between
the two offices for you, I suppose?"
McMann suggested casually.
"Yes-cf course! He was willing
to talk things over, as I told YOU"
Then how do you account for
your f1ngerprints on the glass panel
of the door between?" McNann
sprung his trap,
+ n
FHE woman looked confused,
a. then confident again. 81 re-
member! When I came out Of this
Office Harry did not accompany me
to the outer door, felt dizzy, i'll
with relief and joy-and I leaned
for a moment against the door,
throwing up one hand against the
glass panel to steady myself"
Again McMann looked so cha
grined that Ruth could have
laughed, although Jack Hayward
seemed farther than ever from be-
ing cleared of the charge of muir
der which might be officially lodged
against him at any moment.
$50 you we're dizzy with joy, eh?"
McNann grunted at last. what
was the good news?"
"Harry-Ndr. Borden-had agreed
to establish a trust fund for our
son, promised me that he would
take it up with his lawyer the next
day, or Monday at. the latest" Mar
tina Manning answered. Heidi
not live to do So"
"So"-McMann leaned forward,
and leveled a menacing, triumphant
forefinger at the woman-"you
called him on the telephone on Sat-
urday morning and again about
half-past one, just to tell him how
happy you were, suppose?
''Waitl No use thinking up an.
other good lie! I'll not mince words
with you, Miss Manning! I don't
believe word of this fine warn
you've spun to account for these
fingerprints of yours.
In some way-rll find out how,
all right!--you knew when Borden
and Bailey entered the building,
and when Bailey left it, but when
I get hold of Jake Bailey I'll be
able to knock your pretty story into
a cooked hat"
AS If the detectives words had
been endowed with magic, the COM
municating door opened at that
precise moment, and Birdwelps
weary, bored voice announced:
Jake Bailey is here, sir. He wants
to know if he can be of any help,