The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-12-09
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%. XXI" The queer girl snapped
her fingers. Il move that you or
Captain Strawn search the men for
the weapon, and that search the
women. Waiti" she COM
manded harshly to a furry of
feminine protests.
"I'll ask you. Dundee. to search
me first yourself. 1 believe the
technical term is 'frisking,' isn't It?
Then 'frisk' me. Here is
my handbag 1 wore no coat, ex-
cept this" and she pointed to the
jacket Of her tweed suit.
AS she strobe toward the detec-
tive, Give Hammond sprang after
her with an oath and a sharp COM
mand.
Shut up, Clivel I'm not married
to you yeti" she retorted, but her
eyes were gentler than her vice.
His face burning with embar-
rassment. Dundee went through the
traditional gestures of police ''frisk-
ing"-running his hands rapidly
down the girls tall, sturdy body
slapping her pockets. And his fin
gers fumbled sadly as he opened
her fooled leather handbag.
Satisfied" Polly Beale de-
manded, and at Dundee's miserable
nod, the girl faced her friends:
Well, come along, girls!"
Lord! What a GIRL" Dundee
muttered to Strawn, as the young
Aamzon herded Flora Miles, Penny
Grain. Carolyn Drake, Lois Dunlap
and Janet Raymond into the din
ing room.
CnENTLY, and almost meekly, as
y if ashamed into submission by
Polly Beale's example, John Drake,
Tracey Miles, Give Hammond,
Judge Marshall and Dexter Sprague
permitted Caintain Strawn and Ser
geant Turner to "frisk" them.
How about the guest closet and
the cars?" Dundee asked Of Strawn
in a low voice when the fruitless,
unpleasant task was finished.
Gone over with a fine tooth
comb long ago." Strawn assured
him gloomily. And not a hiding
place in or outside the house that
the boys haven't poked into-includ-
ing the meadow as far as any one
could throw from the bedroom win
dows."
The women we're filing back into
the room, some pale, some flshed,
but all able to look each other in
the eye again.
With surprising jauntiness Polly
Beale saluted Dundee. Nothing
more deadly on any of us than
Flora's triple-deck compact"
L thank you with all my heart,
Miss Beale," Dundee said sincerely.
And now I think you may all go
to your homes. OF course you
understand" he interrupted a
chorus of relieved CALCULATIONS,
that all of you will be wanted for
the inquest, which probably will be
held Monday"
, And what's more" Captain
Strawn cut in, to show his author
ity, Il want all of you to hold your
selves ready for further questioning
at any time"
There was a stampede for coats
and hats, a rush for cars as if the
house were on fire, or-Dundee re-
flected wryly-as if those he had
tortured we're afraid he would
change his mind. Rushing away
with hatred of him in their hearts.
Only Penny Grain held back,
maneuvering for a chance to speak
with him.
81 don't have to go with the rest,
do II" she begged in a husky whis-
per.
And why not?" Dundee grinned
at her.
I'm attached to the district at
torney's Office. too, aren't 70"
Fright! And you've been a brick
this evening. 1 don't know what
I should have done without you"
We'll, can't see that you've done
much With me" she gihed. But
I'd like to stick around, if you're
going to do some real Sherlock
ing"
Cant be done, Penny. I want
to stay here alone for awhile and
null things over. But I'd like to
have a long talk with you tomor-
row.
Come to Sunday dinner. Mother
loves murder mysteries" she sug-
gested. Then realization swept over
her. Her brown eyes widened, filled
with terror. stop thinking one of
us did it! Stop. I tell you?"
Can you stop, Penny?" he asked
gently.
Il
DUT she fled from him, sobbing
I'D wildly for the first time that
long, horrible evening. Dundee,
watching from the doorway of the
lighted hall, saw the chauffeur open
the rear door of the Dunlap limou-
sine, saw Penny catapult herself