Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1932-06-20

tain's having been done 10 death by an
enemy. On the other hand, four peo-
pie, as far as he could make out, stood
to gain a considerable sum by the old
mans death. The movements of each
of these four people had to be inquired
into. The entry in the MOTEL register
was suggestive, but after all Pearson
was quite common name.
A somewhat slatternly looking maid
answered the bell.
Good afternoon" said Inspector
Narracott. Il want to see Mrs. Gardner.
please It is in connection with the
death of her brother, Capt. Trevelyan,
at champion"
He purposely did not hand his OIL
cial card to the maid. The mere fact of
his being police officer, as he knew by
experience, would render her awkward
and tongue-tied.
She's heard of her brothers death?"
asked the inspector casually as the maid
drew back to let him into the hall.
Yes, got telegram she did. From
the lawyer, M. Kirkwood."
The maid ushered him into the draw
ing rCom-a room, which, like the out
side of the house, was badly in need of
little money spent upon 1t. but yet
had, with all that, an air Of charm
which the inspector felt without being
able to particularize the why and
wherefore of it.
Must have been a shock to your
mistress" he observed.
The girl was little vague about that,
he noticed.
"She didn't see much Of him." was
her answer.
Shut the door and come here" said
Inspector Narracott
o. -
surprise attack.
did the telegram say It was muir
der?" he asked.
"Murderi"
The girls eyes opened wide, mixture
of horror and intense enjoyment in
them. Murdered, was hep"
ALI" said Inspector Narracott II
thought you hadn't heard that. Mr..
Kirkwood didn't want to break the news
too abruptly to your mistress, but you
see, my dear-what is your name, by
the way?"
Beatrice, sir"
We'll, you see. Beatrice, it will be in
| the evening papers tonight
We'll, never" said Beatrice. MUIR
dered. 'Orrible, isn't it? Did they bash
his head in or shoot him or what?"
The inspector satisfied her passion
for detail, then added casually, Il be-
lieve there was some idea of your mis-
tresS going over to EXhampton yeSter-
day afternoon. But I suppose the
weather was too bad for her"
Il never heard anything about it,
sir said Beatrice. Il think you must
went out in the afternoon to do some
shopping and then she went to the pic
lures"
What time did she get in?"
About o'clock"
So that let Mrs Gardner out.
Il don't know much about the fam
ily." he went on in casual tone. Us
Mrs. Gardner a widow"
"Oh, no. sir, there's master"
What does he do?"
"He doesn't do anything" said Bea-
trice staring. He can't. He's an in
valid"
AN invalid, is he? Oh I'm sorry.
hadn't heard
He can't walk. He lies in bed all day
Got nurse always in the house, we
have 1t isn't every girl what stays on
with an 'ospital nurse in the house the
whole time. Always wanting trays car
ried up and pots of tea made"
Must be very trying" said the in
spector soothingly. Nov will you 60
and tell your mistress please, that am
here from MIR. Kirkwood Of Exhamp-
ton?"
Beatrice withdrew and a few minutes
later the door opened ana tall, rather
commanding woman came into the
room. She had an unusual looking face,
broad about the brow and black hair
with a touch Of gray at the temples,
which she wore combed straight back
from her forehead. She looked at the
inspector, inquiringly.
Go Be Continued).
A large floral dove, sent by Ameri-
cans as an emblem OF peace, was placed
on the Cenotaph in London by the
Royal Welsh Ladies' Choir.