The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-04-19


is a mixture Of what the label
claims it to be and Fleur d'Amour,
the scent on that handkerchief I
gave you to analyze?"
ct ACH perfume Is composed Of
T. its own essential oils" the
doctor answered. If there's any
what d'you call it?-Fleur d'Amour,
III be able TO tell you"
"When?"
I'll try to have both reports for
you by o'clock" the doctor an
swered, then explained in some de-
tail the need for so much time.
Dunn returned to Dicks car,
without his suitcase. "One more
stop, please, Dick. and then for the
inquest Meredith's department
store"
1t took only five minutes for the
detective to purchase a bottle OF
Mutt de Joie, Identical in appear
ance with the one he had just left
in DR.. Jennings office ard three
minutes more to give it into De-
tective Payne's hand, with explicit
instructions.
Before Dundee took his place
among the witnesses to be called
by the coroner, Payne was well on
his way to Hillcrest. Coroner Price
reproyed the two inexcusably late
arrivals with fierce frown, which
seemed to have no effect upon De-
tectiye Dundee'S cheerfulness.
The inquest dragged along until
past noon, bringing forth no new
evidence, for of his own recent dis
coveries Dundee said nothing.
DR.. Price called upon him to tell
Of the discovery of the body in the
lake and of its removal to the sum-
mer house, then dismissed him. At
o'clock District Attorney Sherwood
requested an adjournment of the in
quest until Thursday and the coro-
ner readily agreed.
We'll! Where do we go from
here?" Captain Strawn grinned at
his young subordinate, as they lin
gered in the, cleared funeral chapel.
I'll bet Sherwood would give his
new silk topper not to have jumped
into this Jonah Of a case so cockily.
Did you see the papers this
morning? Promised the dear voters
he'd have the murderer behind bars
within twenty-four hours"
I'm afraid his prophecy will
come true, Chief-though no one
will be more surprised than Dis
trict Attorney Sherwood himself"
Hey! What's that? Been hold
ing out on me, have you, young fell
Ter me lad?" Strawn clustered.
"I have got a pot on to boil"
Dundee confessed. 81 can't tell you
about it now, for may be all
wrong. But if I'm right-and I
think I anl-you are now invited to
attend q very private confession
party at T1illcrest this afternoon at
6 o'clock.
And in the meantime, what am
I supposed to do?" Strawn demand
ed sarcastically. I'm only the chief
OF the homicide squad. What are
my OrderS?"
DUNDEE laughed. 81 want you
IL to telephone to Hillcrest this
afternoon about o'clock and re-
quest, very officially. the presence
Of every member Of the family and
of Crosby, Mrs. Lambert and Wick
EFT, in your Office.
'I'll come along as matter of
course and to make sure there are
no absentees. You can tell them
anything you like, hammer away
at them with as many questions as
you can think up.
"I'll slip away at and telephone
you whether the pots boiling or not.
If it is, I'd like for you to duck
out at about $40, leaving word with
Sergeant Turner to dismiss the
crowd ten minutes after you're gone.
by then you'll be on your way
to Hillcrest, with a ten minutes
start of the Berkeleys. I'll be wait
ing for you and then-with luck
the pot should boil over very
promptly"
Probably If Dundee had not
staged a confession in the Rhodes
house murders in much the same
secretiVe and dramatic fashion,
Captain Strawn would not have
lent his aid to the program out
lined by his subordinate. without
knowing what it was all about.
AS it was, the chief of the horni-
eide squad followed instructions to
the letter. At o'clock Dundee left
police headquarters for DR.. Jen-
nings' laboratory.
At $40 he spoke four cryptic
words to Captain Strawn: '"She pot
is boiling In another five minutes
he was in a police car, headed to-
ward Hillcrest, his suitcase between
his knees.
But he was not jubilant. So far
as he was concerned, the show was
over. With all his heart he wished
he could leave the theater before
the curtain rose on the third act
that terrible. necessary third act in
which a human being as life-loving
as himself, would be crushed before
his eyes.
But he had to go on with it. With
his heart like lead he set his stage.
From the center of dressing table
in a bedroom at Hillcrest he removed
the bIack-gold bottle of perfume he
had purchased that day and put the
original bottle in its place.
But that flask had new label