New Britain herald., 1929-03-01
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dark hair-black. maybe-against her checks Very white. they were, sir. in spite of her rouge. As 10 clothes I couldn't say. except that she looked like a lady sir-dressed fine. hut quiet, in a dark cloth coat. I believe, with fur collar but ] couldn't be sure.
 They stopped at the door and l heard Mr. Borden say something to Mir. Bailey. then Mir. Borden held her up while Mir. Eail,y came running for some Of the brandy I'd just bought from tho hootlecser He spoke pretty rough 10 mo, sir, told me 10 get into the kitchen and stay there till was called for When I came out. Mir Borden having called mo from the dining room. he was aloue. 1o took two or three drinks, one right after the other. and then Mr. Bailey came back. I gathered he'd taken the poor lady down and put her in a taxi. after she'd been brought 10 little with the brandy"
 Any conversation between Bailey and Borden about the woman. that you overheard" ." McMann demand ed. when the valet paused.
 'Nes. sir, While I was pouring out drinks for both of them. Mr Borden said 10 Mir Bailey: Jake. that was rotten thing to do. but honest to God. l thought she was pulling a gun on me whom she opened her hand bag. And next time it'll be q gun fl there is any next time
 And Mr Bailey laughed. like he was trying to mak" Mr. Borden feel better, and said You let Jake take care Of her. Harry. and there won't he any next time. Either that. or glN" her what she wants Mr Bor- d"n slammed his fist down on the eid"hoard and said. I'll he damned If do" And then he noticed me and told me 10 run his bath. And that's all, sir, except that after that, until last Thursday night, Mr. Bailey slept in the apartment, and hardly let Mir. Borden out of Ais sight"
 Did the woman telephone again?' McMann asked, Crowning nightly,
 Nc sir. Nor come back either. so far as know"
 DO you know Mrs, Borden by sight, .Ashc"' McMann asked sud- denly.
 "Yes. sir. Mr. Borden sent me to his "ife's home on Christmas Day with presents for the children. and talked with her then. She sent Mir. Borden q gift, sir. though he hadn't sent anything with her name on it."
 "lou're, sure Mr. Bordens visitor vas no; Mrs. Bordeno"
 Absolutely sure. sir. There's no resemblance at all, sir, except that both ladies may he about the same aG",' the valet answered positively.
 For half an hour longer the de- t"ciiNe quizzed th" valet on every possible phase Of Bordcn's life but he}ond the fact that Borden had en- i"r'aincl rather frequently. giving wild parties in bis apartment. Ashe could toll nothing Of import. ance. From him. however. McMann got the names Of three of the dead mans nal" friends, though Ashe seemed dubious when asked 10 choose friends" from among the murdered promoters host oc con- Nlfial companions,
 And where is Jake Bailey Ashe' '' McMann concluded his 'apld-f1ro grilirg of the valet.
 That I couldn't say. sir. He left Friday night for q bt of vacation. since Mr. Borden WAS 70 he away for the weekend. He had given I'D his room at tho hotel where he vas staying. until Christmas Ere. and was staying with Mr. Borden nights as I've told you expect hen be back tonight, sir uu}css ho stays away to keep from being questioned. X man don't relish N"jrg q witness in 4 case like this. sir"
 "YoT'ro right. Ashr. and ina nks pF foIHi0E iil. NJ IdlN sad. rX- tending his hand njth sudden heart- ness. stay on a' Eorden's 2 partment for tho present and ier me know any thing a' all that develops The police depart mont will take charge of his mail of course Give my men any assistance you can when they go through 1|ordon'e apartment tonight I may be along myself Of course Tou know you're not 10 Ieav" town until thus thing le cleared up"
 "Ges. sir" tho valet admitted gravely. as he sidIed difndently .o- ward the door
 "Wnll'' HcNann drew deep breath and flashed humorous glance a' Ruth Lester. "There are 'nough Vomen in this case 10 make up a Zi"Gfeld chorus + ehouldn't he hard to Gct 2 line on q woman with voice like you and Asho descrihe ! believe inc poor old duffer fell in