The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-04-03
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE (Con-
tinued.)
OUT OUR WAY

tinuedD
"And that was when?" Dundee
prompted, as the young lawyer
paused.
About 1915. ! was at the gates
at II. We walked about the grounds,
keeping as far away from the house
as possible, for about an hour. 1t
must have been a few minutes past
IL when I left the estate, for I
caught the interurban at the near
est station at 1908"
"Ohp Gigi said thoughtfully, dis
appointedly. and was about to say
more when Dundee silenced her
with stern glance.
did YOU go to the SunmerhouSe
with Miss Berkeley?" he asked.
ITO the SummerhouSe? Why, nor
Maxwell answered, surprised. Our
idea was to keep as far away from
the house as possible. At ClOrinda' S
request 1 left her sitting on a stone
bench near the south wall, and
struck out for the gates. She said
she was going to walk around the
lake to get back to the house, and
protested she was not bit afraid
TO go alone
II SEE" said Dundee thoughtfully.
l. Then, You are positive you saw
no one at all during your walk OF
as, you were leaving the grounds
alone?"
mo one, until was passing
through the gates" Maxwell an
swered positively. And did not
actually see anyone then. just the
Berkeley limousine.
1T was turning in toward the
gates as 1 passed through them. !
was running to make the interurban.
I'd heard the whistle before /
reached the gates. and thought I'd
have time to get to the next station
before the car did
"Oh, we'll! What does it matter
now?" Gigi challenged Dundee
you've got your murderer-or at
least you know who he ISL. You
see. Johnny, Captain Strawn bullied
poor Clio into admitting she'd been
in the SummerhouSe, after he found
a streak of blood on her caia and
perfume on the SoleS of her 1hoes.
"Clo got there after poor Doris
had been killed and rolled down
the Summerhouse steps into the lake
She thought Abbie had dashed out
of the house. looking for her, with
the perfume flask in her hand, and
had broken the bottle.
Captain Strawn got all net up
and tried to make Clio confess shed
killed Doris, or had seen Aobie do
it,"
What rotl" Maxwell was par
donably indignant and contemptu-
Gus. Where is Clio now?"
I'm Abbie'S sitting room, with Mrs.
Lambert. Dash on up! Abbie's busy
having Mysteries and hardly will no
tice you, even If she .wanders In
You did get engaged good and
tight this time. didn't you?"
AOSOiulClNa NldAMC4 N@hAAS~0-
Was that all, Mr.. Dundee?"
When he had gone Gigi returned
TO the broad arm of Dundee's chair
and leaned against his shoulder,
signing happily.
"All's swell that ends swell" she
reioiced. Though I suppose john
son will say he did it all for his
aged mother. and wiring my heart!
Say. why don't you smile, old
wet Blanket? Does it take all the
10y out of your life for a case to
be solyed?"
NO Dundee answered seriously;
then he forced himself to smile.
..There! That's my BONNET" Gigi
praised him tenderly. You are the
handsomeSt thing. with your 'Smil-
ing Irish eyes and your crisp black
hair, Believe I'll set the wave IN
it: Doris taught me how"
Let my hair alone, Hellion!" ne
roared. then flushed as he looked
I'D and saw Wickett's solemn face
n the opening door.
Luncheon is serVed Miss Gigi.
"Attaboy, wickett!" 6lgi cried,
springing from the arm of the chair
and dragging at Dundee's hand. Il
shouldn't admit, but I'm starved.
In the hall they found Mrs. Lam
BERT descending the stairs. At sight
Of the evident chumminess of the
child and the detective, faint,
whimsical smile hghtened the SOM
Der melancholy which had made
her delicate and still beautiful face
seem years older. Then she made
a sudden decision;
Mr.. Dundee, may ! speak with
you after lunch-about Doris?"