New Britain herald., 1930-10-10
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BY NATALIE SUMNER LINCOLN

Thorne glanced at the newspapers scattered about. If you've read the five-thirty editions you must be well informed" Winslow's face famed red with anger
 They insinuate," he almost bel lowed the words, shaking the Times back and forth, that Jack has something to do with kanes mur- der. It's outrageous, Monstrous. Damnable!" He sank back, exhaust ed by his own vehemance, then reached forth a shaking hand for the highball glass on the desk by him and drank the fiery liquor in great gulps. Jacks a fool in many ways" he admitted, a second later, but he wouldn't commit cold, pre- meditated murder"
 The, detectives eyes rested curi- ously on Winslow's neck; the soft collar of the shirt under his smok- ing jacket was worn open, without tie. and the bruises on his white skin showed faintly.
 How'd you hurt your throat, MT. Winslow?% he asked pathetical- ly.
 When fainted yesterday. tried to open my collar and instead clutched my throat" he explained glibly, and changed the subject with marked abruptness. Have you To- cated the woman in blue with the Heaven-scent perfume?"
 Not yet; Dupont Circle is being watched closely. She has never shown up there since Monday afternoon" ! Thorne slipped his hand inside his pocket and his fingers closed around the folded telegram from Chicago which his clerk had given to him when he left that morning for the morgue. Have you had any com- munication from this woman since then?"
 No: 1''-what more Winslow would have said was checked by the entrance of his wife followed by h. spector Mitchell.
 "Inpector Mitchell wishes 10 search the house." she explained loudly; he infers that we have Jack concealed on the premises"
 Winslow glared at the inspector. What neXt?" he inquired grimly. Have you the colossal nerve to ar rest Jack on such flimsy evidence as was produced against him at the in- quest?"
 "Flimsy?" echoed Mitchell, with equal anger. well, if it's so flimsy why doesn't he face the music in- stead of disappearing
 Staggered by the question, Wins low was silent, but for only an in- stant; his inborn cumulative spirit was not easily downed.
 Because Jack was absent from the card room, because he knows chemistry and because the autopsy is said to prove Kane died from car bon monoxide poison, which also can be chemically produced for eX- perimental purposes, you declare Jack murdered a man whom he has known for years, who acted as his Ill lily dDStllCS HUH lIlio country, a man we have none of us seen for fully two years-oh. bah!" Winslows scorn cut like a whiplash. MitchelPs eyes had a curious gleam in them.
 Thanks, MT. Winslow," he be- gan mockingly. You have just giv- en me the very information I wish ed; the relationship between the dead man and Jack WinsloW-there I will find the motive for Kane's murder"
 Mrs Winslow dropped down in the nearest chair; she felt, for once. incapable of speech It was Inspector Mitchell who broke the pause. Now, sir addressing Winslow directly and ignoring the others, suppose you tell me where we can locate your adopted son?" But Winslow had pulled himself together; gone was every trace of passion; it was the suave man of the world who replied,
 That information, sir, you can deduce for yourself,' meeting Mitchell's taunting gaze with an | impenetrable smile Knowing Jack, I can confidently promise that he will face the situation in