Evening star., 1932-08-08

Tony countered, without resentment,
"Why do you ask, MIMI"
"Quinlan."
Tony thanked him with a smile.
why are you interested in me, Mr..
Quinlan, or in my occupation?"
The granite eyes gave off CLINT.
Haven't an idea, eh?"
"Yes, I have" The smile gave way
to earnest consideration. 1T is about
Mr. Selden's death at Haven Beach.
Some one, who was with him, has used
my name. Whoever it is has even used
my address and my profession. I'm an
artist-a designer"
Then whoever it is must know you
pretty well to help themselves to your
belongings that way"
Certainly you do not think, Mr..
Quinlan, I would lend my name to such
a-tragedyl I knew nothing about it
until I saw 1t in the paper-that Mr..
SeldenS companion, who gave the
name Antoinette Brookes. with the
same address and occupation as mine,
was being held"
Quinlan shifted his gaze to a group
Of chairs in a corner OF the reception
hall
shall we sit DOWN." Tony asked,
anticipating his design. Quinlan set
tied his bulk into leather chair op-
posite her. -,
"You see it's like this, Miss Brookes," ="
he confided" We got a pretty good
notion the girl at Haven Beach is not
Antoinette Brookes She hasn' admit
ted as much-yet-but she has init
mated there was a third party in the
room when Selden jumped out, and
that the third party got away. It's
| that third party we'd like to find"
II should think you would, Tony
agreed. g.,
why was the detective boring her
with his granite eyes? Certainly ne
didn't think she was the third person
| in the room, the one who ran-he did.
That was why he was here.
'Mr. Quinlan; r"
, Suppose you just go ever with me
where you were the last three days, be-
ginning Friday and right on through 70
when l met you here few minutes
ago. 1t ought to be easy enough 10
| check up"
up. There would be great gaps that
must be filled in. Even Mrs. Foster,
the director of the club, had doubted
parts of Tonys story of Saturday, and
| of Sunday. She would go over 1t all
again, Just as it had happened. she
wuld find some way to prove she was
telling the truth. There must pc a
way. She began in a low voice:
Friday morning I arose at seven
| o'clock as usual to 60 to the studio.
! left"
| TONY. don't you think you ought &c
have legal advice before you go into
whatever it is the detective wants tc
know"
! Tom Stewart had come up behind
her and was standing at the back ol
her chair. She could see him IN a MIR
ror, his young jaw outthrust, his eyes
blasting the inquiSitive Mr.. QuinIan
She thought he had gone, with Adam
Leonard. to hnd Lee. On: why ny haam ao191
DliCate matters, make her Self-con'
scious and inept. Yet deeper IN hel
tan giaa EeaSo vPie Red TlaPfasdd thaa ha
he was here to champion her ever
though in the cause OF another.
why no. Tom" Tony said, and triet
To keep out of her voice the Joy O
knowing he was close. Il can't see Wha
good a lawyer could do. can tell INT
truth for myself.
That's the ticket" Quinlan was an
moved by the interruption. "Au w
want is to get at few facts. lh'
young lady agres to give an accounC o
what Sle DCtII NOAllS VIZ P~os
days-and nights. We just want 10 a
a little checking up"
Il don't believe you have the right U
heckle her" ur
Tom, please, it's all right, really
There's no reason why should not tel
Mr.. Ouinlan where I've ben ana VIVA
Fright" ouinlan nodded approval
And so you'll be sure, young mar
that Miss BrookeS is not being taKel
advantaRe of by the law, suppose yo
sit down With us and hear what she
Tom leaned over Tony's chair to ash
DO YOU mine?" Tony thought; LOT
wants to stay to get what ne can L
l defense of Lee. There is notnlng
! could saw he wants to hear. Nothin
i that would help Lee. II refuse NJ
S request he will conclude / mean 70 ex
); tricate myself at Lees expense. Bette
that he remain.
e "Of course, don't mind, she sale
She glanced in the mirror-he was
e yolng and brown and eager-Tom wa
e it was unthinkable she would, sh
r, could ever love another man. Why nc
:; make this sacrifi-e for him, let tn
d detective entangle her in the Selde
IA tragedy IL in so doing she could eXtrl
S, cate Lee? Save Lee for Tom! And 81
what? Deliver her love, deliver Tor