Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-03-30

mr. AUD STOAT, whom Hector called
M DOLL was up early that morn
NA ing, because she never slept well
when he was away all night; also
she wanted to scold the new nurse
for keeping Bud in the rain when he might
have caught his death of cold. She had finished
with the nurse, was holding Bud in her lap, and
shifting the odors of breakfast when headline
on the front page of the newspaper caught her
eye.
SECTION WELL FINDS GIRL SHOT
DEAD IN HIS HOME.
Why did Dolls one-track mind connect her
husband with the socially conspicuous section
Well and the doings in his apartment? Was it
because her heart was filled with jealous
ambition for her Hector that her fancy placed
him a strong central figure in every incident
which might have advanced him IN his peculiar
calling? Or was it just because Doll was again
feeling out with the quick little nerve-ends Of
her sixth sense?
According to the paper, Section Well, heir OF
the late Gen Pontius Well. came home on the
eve of his wedding day and found richly
gowned lady stone dead on the rug beside his
bed. A bullet had entered her breast, fired
close enough to SINCE, and had furrowed the
wall beyond. Even the look Of agony on her
face had not erased its lines of beauty. She
was young. Over q chair she had thrown
Chinese coat embroidered with golden bamboo
leaves and lined with ermine; one Of the gar
made for the imperial family. Section had never
before set eyes on the woman, lying there dead
in her lovely coral gown.
Or that was the story he told to represent
atives of the homicide bureau who came hurry
ing at his call rather old-faShioned revolver
with S. w. engraved on its silver mountings was
found under the bed. One chamber had been
discharged. Whoever fired the shot had been
careless in concealing the weapon. Hasty,
hysterical work.
THE apartment in which Section Well was
living offered ideal conditions for
crime-a ground-noor dwelling in a tan,
fashionable building. The front door opened
Into the street, so that one might come or 60
unnoticed by doormen and elevator boys in
the public foyer beyond And why was Section
Well living in such close quarters? This he
explained readily enough. His big Fifth ave-
nue. house was being redecorated for his bride,
and he had sublet the small maisonette from
a college mate Atwell Stone, who had gone
to Paris. One inside servant and chauffeur
sufhced for his temporary needs.
The police looked into the servant question.
Huntington a very old man, acted as valet
and cooked his masters breakfast. He had
been with the family nearly 80 years, had
valeted Gen. Well. Huntington had been
away during the evening of the crime: his
son was i'll in Brooklyn and the old man had
gone less imam uVe minutes aIOeI ms mdSteES
departure for the bachelor dLlner. Had any
thing peculiar happened that afternoon? The
valet recalled a woman Che had appeared
at the street door and demanded admittance
Mr.. Well was dressing for dinner. Hunting
ton had let her into the small drawing ROOM
She hadn't given any name and Mr.. Well
was irritated when he heard she was there;
said she was some crank, probably, who had
read about the wedding. She did look wild
Old Huntington, in a pathetic effort to save
Afr S3SA ads IN Alynw1 Af1R
Mr.. Well was nervous; probably he was think
ing Of the speech he'd have to make. At
any rate, he scolded Huntington and said,
Send her away" The servant went to the
drawing room and found that she had already
gone. ,.. .o.,,,
Huntington identified the body. He would