Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1930-10-10
Circunstantial
Evidence
By MARY CAREY
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THEY had been married six months
L to the very day. Sally wasn't
sentimental about anniversaries; she
didn't expect candy or flowers; she
wasn't even very much disappointed
when Phil forgot the date entirely
but to have him choose that particu'
lar evening to talk to her so dread
fully, and In front of all their friends.
was really too muchl
aye Gods j" Phil had said. Haven't
you even brains enough to return
lead? II you can't learn to play
bridge, why not admit 1t and quit?"
Well, she had quit; she'd left not
only the bridge party but Phil him
self several miles behind. Sally gave
a vicious push to the accelerator of
her blue roadster and swung on two
wheels round the corner into Park
drive.
Early the next morning, Miss Geor-
gla Sheath, starting on her daily trip
to the meat market for Toodles' chop
bones, paused before the closed door
Of an apartment on the floor below
her own. Usually at this hour a
burst of singing and the clatter Of
dishes announced to passersby that
the pretty little red-halred bride"
was on the job. Today the apartment
was disturbingly silent
mot that I'm curious" she was
soon explaining to plump Mrs. Wal
ton at the corner grocery. "You know
I never pry into other peoples af-
fairs-but 1t did seem very queer to
me, very queer indeed went around
to the courtyard and looked up and
every window was shut tight. And
there was this peculiar Odor. II some
how suggested a hospital to me, but
1t wasn't ether"
"Chloroform?"
"That's 1t. Yes, I'm sure that was
1t. Don't burglars use chloroform2"
Eyes, they do. Or sometimes people
kill themselves. But you say they
seemed quite happy?"
"Oh. very happy just bride and
groom, you know. And she was such
a pretty little thing, with lovely red
hair. Oh, dear, what do you think I'd
better do?"
"Do? Well, of course your Janltor
would have a pass-key, but I don't
really believe oh my good.
ness, there's the trolley coming"
Decidedly out of breath, Mrs. Wal
ton sank into the seat nearest the
trolley door and discovered its other
occupant to be a friend Of her young
er sisters. They fell into casual con.
yersation, to which the older won.
an, after time, contributed the
story she had just heard.
"The Waverly Court Apartment"
Lorna exclaimed. "Yes-l know where
they are. I'll be looking for details
In the paper. So long"
Philip Armstrong looked up from
his desk, annoyed by the chatter of
the filing clerks inside the next parti
ton. He half rose from his chair to
ask for quiet, overheard some one
say THE Waverly Court Apartments"
and sank back to listen.
go go on, Lorna. It's like hearing
a newspaper story before II comes
out"
"Only | don't know the end. Any.
way this young couple had been llv
ing there for about six months. and
they seemed crazy about each other,
she saId-whlch doesn't sound like
suicide But all the doors and win
MT ffOht gfnffnA
round the edges with rags, and bur
glars wouldn't do that. Then there
was this terrible smell OF chloroform,
simply overpowering, and no answer
to all their pounding on the door"
my heavens, glrls-what alls Mr..
Armstrong; He's been acting queer
all morning and now he dashed off
without his coat or hat"
At almost the same moment, in a
downtown tea room, plump matron
suddenly exclaimed TO her bosom
friend: my dear, do look at that girl
Tearing out as though the place was
on fire."
"She was listening to you" re-
marked the even plumper friend pla.
cidly slipping frosted chocolate, land
when you said 'Waverly Court Apart
ments' she just jumped out of her
chair"
So It happened that Philip Arm.
strong and his very new and very red
headed wife fell into each others
arms at the door Of certain much.
talked.of apartment.
"Oh darling darlIng--l was a
bruteW
"Dearest-l was perfect little
fool. drove out to Mothers for the
night, Of course"
Suddenly they realized that the
door Of their apartment stood open
and that from within there came
forth q faint but decidedly anesthetlc
odor and the sound Of voices In the
Kitchen they found Miss Sheath and
the janltor. smiling at large wooden
crate.
"What's IN III" demanded Miss
Sheath
"Tangerines" chorused the Arm.
strongs
"Theyre spelling on the bottom
mum, announced the JanItor after
another whlff 'And I'm moi saying
they don't smell mighty like this here
chloroform Miss GeorgIn was n'hunf
in"
~ suppose 1 should apologize be
gan Miss Sheath, belllgerently
"oh. plense don't" cried Sally in
deed we're most grateful Il Won add
ed Phil Wont you please have some
ornngosi