The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-11-24

chaise Tongue, which was set be-
tween the two windows.
i told you she was shot from
the window" Strawn reminded
Dundee triumphantly. you see,
Doc, it's my theory that the muir
derer climbed up 10 the sill Of this
window, which was open as it is
now, crouched in it and shot her
while she sat there powdering her
face.
Dundee did not trouble to remind
Strawn Of his previously expressed
objections to this theory, for DR..
Price was pointing out:
Not necessarily, Captain, not
necessarily. / merely say that this
pencil mark indicates the end OF
the line showing the path of the
bullet.
Certainly she was not shot
through the frame Of the window,
but she might have been shot by
any one standing Just in front Of it,
or anywhere along this line, up to
say. within 10 feet of the woman.
Now, if that's all, Captain, I'll be
getting this corpse into the morgue
for an autopsy. And I'll send you
both copy of my findings"
".Just a minute, DR. Price" Dun
dee detained him. How old would
you say Mrs. Selim WASP"
The little doctor pursed his
Wrinkled lips and considered for a
moment, cycling the body stretched
upon the chaise. Tongue speculatively.
"We-ell, between 30 and "a years
old" he answered finally. "Of
course you understand that that es-
innate is unofficial.
n T.
DUNDEE stared down at the up
~ turned face of the dead woman
with startled incredulity. Between
30 and "a years old. That tiny,
lovely-But she was not quite so
lovely in death, in spite of the Sc
renity it had brought to those once
viyacious features.
Peering more closely, he could see
without those luminous wide eyes
to center his attention-numerous
fine lines in the waxen face, the
slackness of a little pouch of soft
flesh beneath the round chin, an
occasional white hair upon the
shoulder-length dark curls.
Dundee sighed. How easy it was
for a beautiful woman to deceive
men with pair of wide, velvety
black eyesl But he'd bet the women
had not been quite so thoroughly
taken in by her cuddly childishness,
her odd mixture of occurrences and
youthful impudence!
Back in the living room, whose |
occupants stopped whispering and
grew taut with suspense, Dundee !
seated himself at little red-lac-
quer table, his notebook spread, |
while Strawn settled himself heavily
in the nearest overstuffed arm
chair.
Nov, Miss Grain, / am quite
ready, if you will forgive me for
having kept you waiting"
In a very quiet voice-slightly
husky, as always-Penny, from her
seat on a nearby sofa, along with
Lois Dunlap and Janet RAJ mond,
began her story:
Il think it lacked two or three
minutes of l o'clock when you drove
away. Nita, Lois and 1 went i'm
mediately into the lounge of Break
away inn, where we found Janet
Raymond. Carolyn Drake and Flora
Miles waiting for us.
''Nita soon left us to see about the
arrangement of the table, and while
she was away the rest of the girls
arrived"
Except" a woman's voice broke
in
Il was going to say all eight of
us were ready for lunch except Polly
Beale. She hadn't come" Penny
went on, her husky voice little
sharp with annoyance. when Mia
came to ask us into the private din
ing room, one of the inns employees
came and told her there was a call
for her, and showed her to a private
booth in the lounge.
In minute Mia returned to us,
and told us that Polly wasn't COM
ing to the luncheon, but would join
us later for bridge here"
why don't you tell him how
funny Nita acted?" Janet Raymond
prompted, a strong suggestion of
malice in her voice.
Penny flushed, but she accepted
the prompting. Il think any of us
might have been a little-annoyed,'
she said steadily, as if striving to
be utterly truthful. 'Nita told u.s.
she turned to Dundee whose pencil
was fying-"that Polly had made
no excuse at all; in fact, she quoted
Polly exactly: Sorry, Mia. Can't
make it for lunch. I'll show up at
your place at 2:90 for bridge"
"Nita couldn't bear the least hint
of being Sliohted " Janet RAYMOND