The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-11-19
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.III II.I| .|LII| WAlU ~ YIos i0Guc i1 which a murder is coim-
 MllIo0 by q n1miCi0Hi maniac. later hc boafds q train for Long |.'nn1, thinking of fhc plens- nnf weekend Ilc is Co have. The 1,ame of fhc murderer is not dis-
 Tie scene shifts to tbe Long IsInnd home of LINDA and TOM AyERILL. married three years nud much in love. The Ayerilis have five Gucsls for siie week. cu1s COUSIN AMOS PEABODY, elderly, distant relntlye Of Lin- 0n's; CAPTAIN DE VOs, hand some Bclsinn representing Eu. rDDoan perfume fnnnufncfurer with whom Averill hopes e dO business; AfR 6TATLANDER, fnid1fewesteFn manager Of the firm Avcrili works for; MARVIN PRATT, former suitor Of IAn. dn'e; and HAN sHAuGlfNEg- SLY, Irish writer on . lecture fours
 Cousin Amos immediately nfnlfes trouble. He quarrcIs with Bl1nnaIincsscy because the Erisis- man holds liberal political views; plays AoIf with Statlander and lnfuriatcs him by crificixing liis enme; discusses prohibition with Do Vos and declares De VOa is s'n0 gentleman" It is finally agreed that Cousin Amos is 10 leave early the ncxt morning.
 The others 20 to the Country Cfnb dance. Just before leaving Marvin Pratt goes to Cousin Amos room ana they are heard qsarrcling. The dance is uncvcnt. ful but when the others are ready tO leave Shnughncssey can not be found.
 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 CHAPTER x
 ''Who's missing?" Tom asked Linda as she flung her light wrap over the door of the little blue roadster.
 "Mr statlander's hcre--r'll take him. she answered. 'MarWn's coming. He met someone he knew just as we were leaving. That leaves Mir Do Vos and Mir shaugh- nessey---"
 "Here am, Madame" The Beigian's voice at her elbow. He threw away his cigarct and made her and elaborate bow Tom looked at him. then motioncd him to the rear seat of the larger car.
 Think shaughncssey could have gone homer"
 T don't know.n Linda was frankly perplexed. "He went off with Ella. Haven't seen him all evening. A few couples are still out on the pier. You might Iook--- oh, here come the Mondells. El, where's our literary lightw
 Tn the glare of the headlights, her neighbours face was frankly astonished.
 .'Mr shaughnessey? I'm sure don't know! haven't seen him for hours. I thought he went back to you, Linda"
 What could have become of ShaughnesgeyY Linda drowned. Mo. he hasn't been with us." she said. We thought you had him"
 Ella Mondell turned uncertainty and 1t was at that moment that Tom, looking intently toward the thinning TOW of cars. shouted: "1'hat must be he! oh--shaugh- nesseyl"
 A high border of fr trees marked the edge of the club line. At the extreme end q dark figure could barely be seen. The figure turned at the hail. paused mo- ynent, waved negligent hand and stYolled toward them.
 ",Twas lost entirely was! Sure to me every car of the lot looks like another"
 ""You were going the wrong way for most of them" said Tom dry Iy. Hop in --. in front, shaugh- nessey. We're all here now"
 The frishman muttered some thing which Linda did not catch. Ev1denIy he was on the verge of being quarrclsome. locquaclous or pIaintive, according to what cir cumstanceg suggested.
 At the wheel of her own little car. she waited for the other to lead off. Without giving too ap- parent assistance, Tom was steady ing Shaughnessey's climb into place and, as that broad back was presented 10 her. Linda saw that 5t was amazingly dusty and coy- cred with the fine brown needles which the fir trees so literally shed. over toward their house. those balsans grew. The path from her back door to the club was thick with them. No cushions had eased that comfort-loving