The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-11-18
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They talked for several minutes
and then Edward arrived a second
time to announce that dinner was
prepared.
For two days Barney Shields had
been making the Mitchell residence
his home. Not once in that time
had Mitchell gone to his Office. He
seemed to cling to the young man as
the one. support in his sorrow.
Together they had interviewed de-
tectives, reconstructed again and
again events preceding Celia's dis
appearance and sought 10 untangle
the mystery.
Dinner conversation centered on
the only subject which interested
either of the two men. Practically
nothing new in the search had been
reported.
Again Shields preached the sub
ject of Celias motive for leaving
Mrs. Parsons home.
It wish I knew how much she
really cares for Jordan! Somehow
I can't get over the feeling that she
went away to marry him. You
know what the doorman said"
But the maid denied there was
man there. Besides, Shields, I
told you Celia said you were the
man she cared for"
Il can't believe It'll"
well, it's true. No-it's some
deviltry of Evelyn Parsons that
drove the girl off. That's what did
it. Oh, if there we're only some
way of dealing with that womanp
John MitchelIs eyes snapped as
he spoke. The butler removed the
plates and brought dessert. The
two at the table we're silent for
some time and Shields addressed
his companion.
There one thing I've been
thinking about" he said slowly.
Mr.. Mitchell, don't you think II
Celia's mother were here she could
held us?"
II wish I knew any way to get
her here"
You don't mean that she won't
come? Oh. I know she wouldn't
refuse-w
Il don't know where she is
either. I've had detectives search
ing for ten days"
Then maybe they're togetherl"
MITCHELL shook his head. 81
1V1 don't think it's possible" he
said. Celia didn't know where
her mother was. 1t was great
grief to the girl.
ITO what extent it may have In
fuenced her in going away don't
know. Margaret's disappearance is
just as mysterious as Celia's."
They were considering this phase
of the problem when Edward en-
tered the dining room.
There's a gentleman In the hall,
Mr.. Mitchell, who asked to see
you"
do you know his name?"
Edward handed Mitchell card
bearing the name of a representa-
tive of the detective bureau.
"Show him into the drawing
room. Tell him I'll be there i'm
mediately." AS the butler turned to
go Mitchell pushed back his chair
and rose. "Come along" he said to
the young man, tits Mcneil. He
must have learned something"
Mcneil was the stockily built de-
tective who had relieved Barney
Shields from his all-night watch of
Jordans apartment.
He was standing before the fire.
place with his back toward the door
when Mitchell and Shields stepped
into the drawing room. at the
sound he turned.
Good evening, Mr.. Mitchell. Good
evening, Shields. I've just picked up
a little information thought would
interest you"
What is it?" Mitchell demanded.
Mind if I sit down? Thanks"
Mcneil settled himself comfortably
and looked up at his host who was
still standing. You know Morri-
son was trailing Jordan this after
noon and lost him, but We'll soon
find him again.
Eyes, sirI I picked up informa-
ton an hour ago that Jordan has
booked passage for Havana and is
sailing tonight"
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Mcneil nodded, pleased with him
self. "At 10 O'clock" he said. I'm
having the boat watched and as
soon as he goes on board We'll
know it.
"Once the ship puts to sea you
can rest assured that young man
wont be mixing in any place where
he's not wanted. I guess probably
he's got wind Of the fact that he's
been watched and decided to blow.
you're positive he's sailing to-
night?"
"No-not really positive. Only
why did he book passage this morn