The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-03-06
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IA dee commented YEARLY TO
himself, as ne plodded upstairs.
He hoped to gain the third floor
without further interruption, but
as he. reached the second Clorinda
Berkeley stepped forward.
She had changed from bathing
suit to a morning dress of dark
! green jersey, color which made
her pallor quite CHASTITY.
why didn't you tell him that
Doris had committed suicide?" she
demanded coldly. Il imagine he
would rather have had the news
from you than from policeman
Because I don't know that Doris
committed suicide" Dundee an
swered, watching the beautiful,
somber face keenly.
Don't bubble with mel" she re-
torted, in a low, arrogant voice.
"Gigi confessed to me on the way
to the house that she recognized
the mermaid in the lake, and
watched from my window as you
dived for the body and took it into
the sulnmerhouse."
Where is Gigi now? Why aren't
you with her?" Dundee asked
sharply.
You don't like me, do you?" Clo-
rinda asked, with amazing irrele-
vance 80 few people do! -.
Gigi preferred to be consoled by
Mrs. Lambert, as I was busy being
rather sick at my stomach.
Doris was one of the few peo-
pie who liked me, and-I was very
fond of Doris. I can't imagine why
she should commit suicide, unless"
She broke off abruptly, and Dun
dee saw a flicker of quickly con-
trolled fear in her magnificent
black eyes.
I'm rather anxious to get into
my Clothes Dundee excused him
self CURLY. Not for him, in the
character of house guest in Clo-
rinda Berkeley's home, to probe the
meaning of that unless" -.
by the way. Miss Berkeley, do
your father and mother know yet?"
mo. I didn't fancy the task"
Clorinda retorted coolly. There's
nothing Mother enjoys so much as
a good fit of Mysteries, and Father
and I are not on confidential terms
just now" she added, with bitter
humor. 1T see the police have ar
rived. They'll probably enjoy the
sensation. shouldn't"
Dundee proceeded up the stairs,
grateful to Mrs. Lambert and Gigi
for not bursting out upon him with
questions he could not answer.
Odd that Gigi should prefer Mrs.
Lambert to her mother, though
Dundee could not but be glad that
it was the social secretary'S gentle
understanding which was now cop
ing with the high-strung little
girls shocked nerves.
LIE went to his own room, thence,
l. i by way of the bathroom, 20
Dick Berkeley's. AS he had expected
and feared, the missing man had
not returned
For the first time he tried the
door leading into the hall. 1t was
locked. Doubtless Dick had pocketed
the key, to prevent his absence be-
ing discovered by anyone but Dun
dee, who had heard him make the
rendezvous with Doris and who, he
must have thought, could be de-
pended upon not to give him away
But now. Dundee reflected grim
ly. it no longer was a question Of
shielding friend engaged in an
intrigue with a pretty servant. Doris
Matthews had been murdered, and
the hounds of the law would have
to be set upon Dick Berkeley's
trail.
Ten minutes later, 6ecently
clothed and sketchily shaved, Dun
dee sped down the backstairs and
out of the house. A frightened cook
and houSenlaid had peeped out al
him, but he had given them no time
to question him.
The machinery of the law had
been set i'll motion during his abb
sence. CAPTAIN Stravn and the
coroner. Dr.. Price, whom he had
met during the investigation into
the Rhodes house murders, we're
bending over the body of the dead
girl, still stretched upon the curv-
| ing bench OF the summer house.
The finger print expert. Cara
way. was already busy with his
black powder and camera. Wicket,
the Butler. still stood outside the
little arbor, but Seymour Crosby
was missing from the grewsome
picture.
A knot of uniformed policemen