Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-10-24

NSIALAAAENT xKk.
Y nATH wa obviously not satis.
aed With this story. II wa
plain that he had no intentior
j Of relinquishink bis belief II
Bliss guilt.
ssThe trouble with that alibi," he re.
tcrted doggedly, SIS that you haven't
got any witnesses. And its the sort Of
aliba any one would pull when they'c
Markham diplomat ideally interviewed
he himself Yves patiently not convinced
one way or the other
Il think, sergeant" he said, @tlnat II
might be advisable 10 have Capt. Dubois
verify the identity Of those fingerprints
Wen ct least know definitely then II
the prints are the ones DR.. Bliss
made; Can you do that now,
sure thing"
Dubois reached in the handbag and
drew forth q tiny linked roller, d marrow
glass slab and small paper pad.
guess the thumbS'n be enough,
he said There's only one set Of hands
showing on the statue"
He ran the linked roller over the glass
slah and, going TO Bliss, asked him to
hold out his hands.
Press your thumbs on the Ink and
~~S ~@A VA SA~ R~k'oAs ~AO ~
Dliss complied without Q word; and
when the impressions had been made
Dubois again placed the jewelers. glass
IN his eye and inspected the marks.
Looks like EN-" he commented.
'Ulnar loops-same like those on the
statue. 4. . Anyhow. I'll check EN-"
He kneit down beside the statue and
held the pad close to its ankles. For a
minute or so he studied the. two sets
q nngerprints.
~They match" he announced at
lAmgth. mo doubt about Il. And
there amt another visible mark on the
statue. This gentleman"--he geotured
epntemptuoiisly toward Blian-h the
enly person who's laid hands "a the
"That's bully with me-" grinned
Heath. list me have the enlaxgements
90 soon % you CAM GOT Q feeling I'm
sOing to need iem." He took out .
Hssh cigar and BIT the end OF with
aloating satisfaction. "I guess tlaAtTl be
al, captain. Many thanks. Now
you can 50 UP and victuRl up."
And let me tell you need It."
Dubois passed his camera and para
phernalia TO Bellamy, who packed them
them walked noisily out Of the museum.
Heath finally got his cigar going, and
4Dr several moments stood pufang on Il
VOluptuously, one eye cooked ct Vance.
THAT sorta sews things up, don't ik,
airs" he asked. "Or maybe you've swal-
lowed the doctors alibi" He addressed
himself TO Markham. II put II I'D to
you, sir. There's only one set Of nm
gerprints on that statue: and II those
prints were made last night I'd like to
have somebody drive up In q hearse
and tell me what became Of the finger
prints of the bird who cracked Kyle
over the head. Kyle was hit with the
top Of the statue, and whoever did IL
n1usta had hold Of It by the legs. I.
Now, Mr.. Markham, ask you: Is any
one going 70 rub on his own finger
prints and leave those Of the doctor9
He couldn't have done Il II he'd
wanted tor f
Before Markham could reply vance
spoke. 40
HOW do you know, sergeant. that the
person who killed Mr.. Kyle actually
welded the statue?"
Heath gave Vance look Of amaze
n1snt.
asayl You don't seriously think, do
YOU. that this lion-headed dame did
the Job by herself-like this Yogi.
savs?" He Jerked his thumb ct HAM
without turning his eyes.
mo, sergeant" Vance shook his
head. "T haven't yet gone In for the