The Washington times., 1930-09-10
Husband Slain in Mystery,
Cathie Bla1nes Herself

Cathie sat down, heavily, on
the edge of the bed. HE told
YOU I wasn't to disturb him
you said that In that
note you wrote me. He knew.
He shot himself because :
because : Oh, my God, I
did it. I made him shoot him.
self. I killed him-rny hus-
band. t."
( "Shh i1h!" Marguerrte's
hands were over Cathie's mouth.
''Shut up, you fool r. she Kissed,
from between clenched teeth,
think what you're saying.
What II someone heard2 And
you all blood Why
couldn't you stay out Of it., you
silly thing?"
Maid Looks In
Cathie continued to stare at
her hands. 81 did 1t. It
was he who opened the door
that time and saw us together
and me kissing him
me, his wife and he
couldn't stand 1t, and he went
upstairs and"
'Listen!" Marguerite was on
her knees, her strong hands
were around Cathie's slim waist,
shaking her. Listen to me.
ARE you hstening?"
Eyes, Marguerite. But you
don't have to tell me. You see,
I know"
"LIsTENl You DON'T know.
Listen. It was me you heard"
'Was it?"
eyes. so help me. Il I lose
my job for it."
It doesn't matter. I don't
mind your knowing. I think
I'd like to tell you. I love Mr..
Moore, Marguerite, and he loves
me. There! I've told you!
But you shouldn't listen at key
holes, it isn't"
Marguerite snorted. "Key-
holes-She talks Of that now
=. with Here, I'll have
to wash your hands"
Her long, red hair dragging,
her flimsy. green nightgown
slipping off her shoulder, she
strobe to the washbowl in one
corner of the room and, run
ming the water rapidly, plunged
Cathie's hands into the basin.
why couldn't you keep out
Of it?" she mourned. ''Why did
you have to go touching him?
Oh, Mrs. Farnsworth, you scare
me, with your wild talk and all.
:. i. Promise you won't say it to
anyone else? Promise"
Silence Promised
"I promise" Cathie said
meekly. She stood dociley, a
shaky little figure in pale satin
and lace, while Marguerite
washed and dried her hands.
But If he didn't see us, why
did he dot it?" She kept ask
ing over and over again while
Marguerite scrubbed. Are you
sure he didn't see us?"
"Of course. Didn't I see him
come in the front door and
walk straight up the stairs as
big as life, and stopping me in
the upstairs hall, Tell Mrs.
Farnsworth I'm going to bed,
I'm not feeling well,' he says
just like that, and I'm not to be
disturbed till morning Hold
still :. how can Itwash, with
you shaking SOP"
q Stains Erased ~
Then it wasn't my fault,
was it, Marguerite? 1t really
wasn't oh. poor Alfred!
Why did he do it? Marguerite.
he's all bloody. and the back of
his head isn't there any more.
It's so dreadful so dreadful
." She began to whimper
again. a..... So. -.
Marguerite had switched on
all the lights, was walking
around Cathie, Scrutinizing her
carefully "Oh, God! A
spot, you've gone and dripped
bloody hands on the silk, Mrs.
FarnSWorth, darling!'' ,s.
Cathie looked at it.
''Take it off," she begged, "Take
It off mel"
"No-it's nothing. I can get
it right out. It will be better"
Warm water soap -
Marguerite scrubbed ="
Cathie swayed dizzily, caught
herself. Marguerite" she said
earnestly. Don't you think we
ought to stop all this fooling,
and call somebody? The police,
you know. Isn't it customary"
House Aroused
mo, no, no-hold still, Mrs.
Farnsworth, darling =" it's go
ing through to your gown T"
now I've done it " = oh, God,
what shall ! do?"
Isn't 1t always the thing you
do? Call the police? It's too
late to call a doctor. He was
dcad, you know. Quite dead
that hole in his head, and
the blood on the pillow -" :"
Don't, for Gods sake. tell 1t
again-Don't-"
But shouldn't we call the"
mo! Keep still What's
that? Somebody's coming
they're all awake! Shut upi
Don't you see the fix you've
got us IMP"
Cathie looked at her. She
didn't see. She didn't care. She
wondered who was running
downstairs. What was the diff.
ference? What did a little
thing like that matter. with