The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-01-31
By FANNY '. CORY

has been cut off! But to make sure have forgotten nothing, I wish you would all follow me into Mrs Selims bedroom and look for your selves
 Like sheep, they crowded into the little foyer and on into the bedroom. There stood the big bronze lamp, set squarely in front of the window frame and in di- rect line with the musical powder box on dead Nita's dressing table. At 5:o5, Penny Grain, Karen Mar shall, Carolyn Drake and Flora Miles, who had been requisitioned by Dundee to play the part of the murdered woman, were seated at table No 2. and behind karen's chair stood Lois Dunlap. Give Hammond and his new wife were again together in the solarium. But there Dundee's restaging of thei original scene in the tragic drama ended. Everyone else, including Lydia Carr and Peter Dunlap, were huddled together in far corner of the living room.
 Now, MT Miles!" Dundee called. Your cue! Never mind the comedy about 'How's tricks?' Simply go into the dinln., room. with Mrs Dunlap, to mix cocktails. You'll find all the ingredients still on the sideboard, exactly as they were when Mrs Selim sent you to mix drinks on May 24. And Mrs Miles. will you. pretending that you are Nita Selim, go to powder your face at Mrs Selim's dressing ta- ble?"
 Her face white and drawn. Flora Ni1pS h1a1 tho i,1St as her husband. dumb for once with rage, entered the dining room with Lois Dunlap.
 Dundee was about to follow the latter two when an interruption oc I cured. Followed by a plainclothes- man, a middle-aged man entered the living room. Tall, broad-it shouldered. determined, he strode to the bridge table. his handsome head upflung. his brown eyes fixed upon the widened brown eyes of Penny Grain!
 "Dad!" the girl breathed; then joyously: ooh, dad! You've come home."
 But Dundee halted the reconcilia- tion with d stern word of com- mand. "Please join the group in the corner, Mir Crain."
 Regardless of the ensuing hub- bub Dundee strode into the dining room, where Tracey Miles stood at the sideboard. pouring whisky from an almost empty decanter into small glass.
 May l drink the Scotch Tracey has poured for me, MT Dundee?" Mrs Dunlap asked shakily. leaning against the big round table.
 "Yes, but Silence, please!" he cried, as there came the first faint, notes ol Juanita, from Nita's musical powder box, pene- trating the thin wall between the bedroom and dining room.
 "As I have said" the detective spoke loudly and clearly above the tinkle of music, everything is now exactly as it was when Nita Selim was murdered! Permit me to show you all how that murder was ac- complished!'
 A chair at the bridge table was overturned. Lois Dunlap almost choked on her drink of Scotch Women screamed. In few seconds every person in the living room, in- cluding the district attorney and Strawn. was huddled in the wide opening into the dining room. their eyes fixed in horror upon Bonnie Dundee.
 TIC Spohc lio NoASe NCiy clear. but slow and weighed with a dreadful signif:cance:
 Mrs Dunlap, step on the bell beneath the dining tablet"
 Lois Dunlap dropped the empty whisky glass, her pleasant face go- ing blank with amazement.
 "Step tn that bell. Mrs Dunlap just as you did before!"
 As if hypnotized. Lois Dunlap ; began to grope with the toe of her { right pump for the slight bulge under the rug which indicated the position of the bell usel for sum- moning the maid from the kitchen.
 With strangled cry Tracey Miles lunged across the few feet which separated the woman and himself. seized her arm and whirled her violently away from the table.
 Do you want to kill my wife. too?" he panted. his usually fiorid face the color of putty.
 (To be Continucdl