Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1931-10-28
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Il do. BY the way. something's
been tickling my mind ever since
you mentioned this being your
brothers coat. What was II he said
there In the ambulance7 Make him
give me my coatl' Wasn't that II?
Look here. I'll bet a cookie that
coat was a plantl No thief goes
around leaving his overcoat. you
know-it's not being done.
That's how / came TO pick II up
In the first place. I was the last
man upstairs that night, and COM
lag down I saw this coat hanging
on the stair rail In the upper hall.
l knew I'd be seeing all the police
reporters next day and l took II
along to turn over 10 the owner.
None or them claimed II. though.
Then 7 thought II must belong TO
some detective. but I'd wasted
enough time on II. so I hung II up
In my locker and left Il there.
Nothing In the pockets to identify
1t by"
He saw that she was not listen
Ing. Her mind was on her brother.
He could see that even her faith
was shaken. He stopped short.
Mary held up the coat what
ought we TO do with II? Take It
there?" She motioned toward the
police-station.
Take II home. It's yours. You'd
only give Kane one more excuse TO
say I told you so.'"
You've been awfully kind. I'll
never forget IT," Mary told him
seriously. "Goodby. and good luck"
"Ill let you know what turns
up" he replied. Keep your nervel
Remember it's all in a lifetime"
II came to him as he stood watch
Ing the shiny black bus carry her
away, that he had Just stripped him
self OF his last dollar In her behalf.
He had not so much as mentioned
the information be had to his pa
per, realizing that Il was far too
slim a probability to impress a
hard-headed city editor. What kind
OF a sap was he becoming anyhow?
Mr.. George Bowen heaved some
thing that was very like a sigh.
Mary. hugging the damp coat
and staring out al the vivid green
OF the trees and hedges as they
rolled along the road 10 the Point,
gradually lost the optimism that
Bowen's loquacious enthusiasm had
reused in her. She was going home
to the Jupiter house reluctantly. for
the first time. How could she bear
TO face Mr.. Jupiter again. knowing
what he thought She felt alienat-
ed from those who had been closest
and dearest 70 her. They had
shielded her. or tried to; but they
had kept their real thoughts from
her as II she were a child or an i'm.
beetle. II frightened her. and made
her feel small and young and In
experienced.
She was almost tempted to relax
and rest against that love OF theirs,
that plotted for her own good with
out consulting her wishes In the
matter. But al Nhe same time,
something prodded her uncomfort-
ably forward. 10 was not their bust
ness: It was hers. and Eddie's.
Gratefulness fought with angry re-
sentiment in her heart
All this sensational publicity
about the murder OF Mrs. Jupiter
and Eddie's death-no one called
that murder. she noticed bitterly
OF course II was unpleasant No
wonder the chills had crept I'D and
down Emily Ann Ruyther's patri-
clan backI But which was more
important-justice or q stiff-necked
old woman's pride?
BOWLING along In the big. shiny
- bus between exquisitely land
scaped private parks. studded here
and there with the vine-shr0uded
homes OF the ultra rich, aII that
had Just occurred I'm the village
seemed unreal. George Bowen and
bis scheme seemed fantastic, com