The Washington times., 1932-04-30
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How Thatcher Colt Solved
a Spectacular Crime

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able, but there are ways by
which it can be substantiated."
"SubStantiated?" repeated Ev-
erett. with a glance Of astonish-
ment.
"You know, of course" con.
tinued Thatcher Colt serenely,
"one has to pay a fee in order
to drive on the Motor Parkway.
One receives a ticket which is
surrendered on passing out of
the gates. You did pay your fee
tonight, didn't you. Mr.. Ever
ettP"
The actors tongue moistened
his lips.
"Yes. Of course" he replied
huskily.
"very we'll" said Colt. "Show
Inspector Flynn your car IL
censes and he will check up on
the master. Good morning, Mr..
Everett"
Gives Up the Papers
With a bewildered air the ac-
tor gave up the papers to Flynn,
and then stood up. He shook
himself like a man trying to
throw off a chill. Then he
Strengthened into a military pos
ture and bowed from the waist.
His hand was on the knob
when Colts voice halted his de-
parture.
"Mr. Everett"
Yes, Mr.. Commissioned"
How are your financial af-
fairs at the moment?"
Over his shoulder the actor
looked at the police chief. It.
was a dignified posture of lofty
and well-bred disdain, too we'll
one to be real.
Il beg your paron, sir?"
We know about those invest
ments," snapped Colt.
A pale cloud of fear swept
across Guy Everett's face.
Then you must know that
l an1-broke, as you say?"
DO you blame Miss Carewe
for that?"
Il took her advice and bought
the stocks she recommended.
She knows Vincent Rowland so
WeIl-she ought to have straight
UPS. But I couldn't blame her.
1t was my money and I spent it."
Colt nodded somberly.
DO you bear Miss Carewe
any resentment for that?"
None whatever!"
Thanks, Mr.. Everett. Hold
yourself in readiness-I may
call you again at any time dur
Ing the next few weeks.
Goodnight, gentlemen!"
One felt that a round of ap-
plauSe was called for, as Guy
Everett swept from the room.
Instead, Flynn got up and
strobe out, muttering:
"1'll put a tail on that guy"
Waiting outside the door at
that moment was Captain Will
liam with a report; the pent-
house search was now COM
pleted. The captain led the
way to the kitchen where on
the table was piled the treasure
trove. But in all their search,
they had found no hiding place
that we had overlooked. There.
with the famous ruby and all
her other jewels, and a great
heap Of trinkets, was a diary
Of Lola Carewe, number of
letters written to her by
Vincent Rowland, Christine
QuireS, DR.. Hugh Baldwin, and
a great many others-a stack
of correspondence and miscel-
lany which meant that our
men would spend many hours
in a study Of their contents.
The Phone Number
But at the moment, none Of
these documents seemed as i'm
portant as one note, found
among the effects of Eunice
James, the maid. 1t was a
card, belonging to Guy Everett,
and penciled on the back was
the phone number of the Axton
Club.
What could be the meaning
of this astonishing discovery?
That there was some secret
liaiSon between Lola's personal
maid and Everett seemed
definitely established by the
finding of this card.
Get that girl back here!"
snapped Thatcher Colt.
In her second examination,
Eunice was dissolved in tears
and it was not hard to drag
from her the truth she had
tried to hide. She had a secret
admiration for Guy Everett, a
concealed passion. Recently
Mr.. Everett had returned her
glanceS. They had met clan
deStinely. He had even given
her money.
For what?" barked Dough-
erty.
"To watch what went on in
this house and tell him." walled
Eunice, unhappy in her betrayal
of her idol.
And what did you tell him?"
Everything! I told him when
Christine and Lola fought, and
what they said"
did you ever hear Mr..
Everett threaten Lola?"
Never - oh, Mr.. Everett
didn't do it. Mr.. Everett is
always the perfect gent-pleaSe
believe that"
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