The Indianapolis times., 1930-03-12

1 say MIS-. oeIh6ley SOUptu, II
be frightened to DEATH"
| At a nod from Strawn, Dundee
left the stuffy, over-decorated bed
room and went through the little
foyer into the almost equally ornate
sitting room
In the unlocked Sheraton desk he
found a thick pad of expensive
notepaper, with a ilver-embossed
"Hillcrest." AS he was leaving the
sitting room there was a heavy
knock and he opened the door lead
ing into the hall, to confront one
of the detectives who had been left
on duty downstairs.
collins says there amt no other
body in the lake, sir, and that he's
/ found the rocks and the bundle Of
glass"
"All right, Clemmons. Thanks
Tell the butler to take Collins up
to my room by the backstairs, to
change into his own clothes, then
have him wait around downstairs
until Captain Strawn has further
orders for him"
When Dundee relayed the news
to his chief, Strawn nodded. Hear
that, Mrs. Berkeley? Wherever
your son is, he's not dead, for If
he'd been killed with the girl, the
murderer would have disposed OF
his body in the lake, too.
"Now, ma'am, l want you to get
hold of yourself and answer my
questions fully and truthfully. This
is no time to hold back anything" )"
George. don't let that awful po-
| liceman talk to me like that!" Mrs.
Berkeley moaned. IF I've got to
be asked all sorts Of frightful queS-
tions, I want Mr.. Dundee to ask
them, not that awful old bulldog
At least Mr.. Dundee is a gentle
man, even if he is a-a--"
"Criminologist." her husband sup
Piled, with a slight smile. Would
you very much mind, Captain
Strawn? My wife is a very-ex-
citable person, and you must real
ize what an ordeal this is for
( her"
"All right. Dundee! Go ahead"
/ StraWn commanded ungraciouSly.
Its not entirely regular, but any
thing to save time"
DUNDEE. with a ruefui, apollo
~ getic glance toward his chief,
/ drew up a chair &~d laid the pad
of notepaper on his knees. With
/ pencil poised to take down the an
swer, he asked his first question:
will you please tell us, Mrs.
Berkeley, what happened yesterday
/ to make you so sure that Eugene
| Arnold is Doris murderer
Now that her sons safety seemed
/ fairly certain, although his disap-
/ pearance had not been explained,
/ Mrs. Berkeley was far less hySteri-
cal. Indeed, as she plunged into her
narrative, Dundee had a suspicion
that she was rather enjoying it all.
( We'll, you see, dear Mr.. Dundee, "
she began. my poor, darling Dick
is So-how shall 1 say?-suscepti-
/ blei Not that I think Doris is
or was-anything to get excited
about. Well, anyway, Dick
/ thought she was awfully pretty and
cute, and he flirted with her quite a
lot. I'm afraid"
Pardon! Did Doris encourage
your son?"
"We-ell. not exactly. at least
when I happened to catch them to-
geher," she admitted. You see,
Dick got into the habit OF dropping
in when I was dressing. and I did
suspect it was because he could see
Doris.
She acted as demure and shy
as you please when I was around
but when I wasn't. goodness knows.
Anyway, yesterday I had been out
/ shopping and when I came home !
have a lot of bundles in the car. so
had Arnold carry them up for
me.
II sent him on into my bedroom
while I stopped to look at the mail
on my sitting room desk. Then !
heard voices-Dick'S and Arnold S
and the maid's-and I hurried in
here, Just as Arnold was shouting
I to Doris: IF find out you're double
crossing me with this-this young
puppy, I'll kill you both, and don t
mean maybei That's exactly
what he said. Mr.. Dundeei" she
concluded triumphantly.
And did you discharge Arnold
for his insolence to your son?" Dun
dee asked quietly.
Mono" she admitted reluctantly.
II bawled him out, all right, but
well, you see. with Mr.. Crosby COM
| ing and the big party tonight and