The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-12-15
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 LYNDA AvERTLL believes her .Ilo1lv cousin. AMOS PEABODY 1rna murdered when he fell from Ehe second story balcony of the "rerflrg Long Island home be- <nuss Df a few words he gnspeo before his death. Linda ruslles Nuefairs. Some ono tries Co 1iFanRlc her and sllo faints.
 Thcre are four guests in the huuse~--nil suspects of the crime. They arc: MIR STATLANDER, business associate of TOM AV. ERTLL: CAPTAIN DE VOS, handsome Belgian; MARVIN TRAIT, former stlitOr of Linda's and HAN SHAUGHNESSEY, Irish writer. Since there Is no evidence on which to base an arrest, Linda and Tom, her hus- band, agree tEcy must keep the Tour men in the house until they have discovered who is guilty. They pretend to believe tho heash was an accident. They are aided in their plan when DIR BOYLE, medical examiner, sends
 word that everyone must re-
 
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 Linda finds tho towel with which the attempt was made to ssfranglc her identified by smear of sunburn ointment. It was fin Statlandcr's bathroom. She ovcrhears ROSIE, the maid, talking to Shaughncsscy about a shirt Rosie has promised to laun der. Tom believes this shirt may be an important clew.
 Linda talks tO Shaughnessey while Tom goes to have Q look at tho shirt, forgetful that Shaughnesscy is standing i'm such A way that he can see him. When Tom returns Shaughnessey says C0oIly, "I hope you found what you were looking for"
 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY a~ CHAPTER XXXI
 With a stiff little bow Shaugh- nessey turned on his heel and vent through the screen door SC quickly that the two behind him were left breathless.
 Tom recovered first. Hastily he stepped to where the Irishman had been standing by the table
 By heavenw exclaimed Tom MYes-he could. The lights gone now but there was a little. outside at least. Come on, Binks, No-- he's gone in. But look!"
 In one long glass, flung back sc that the last dying light struck full on it's pane, Linda caught 8 faint reflection of dark mass that was in the room and cutting through, behind it, ribbon oi pale gray that marked the road leading to another dark blur in the background.
 s'T could see him-just blot of dark, moving-walking across the road and going into the garage. He was standing here, wasn't he?" Y "yes. With his back to the door. I thought"
 You did the best you could, honey. Just a damned bad break. He saw me and there was light to see that I didn't go in the big double doors where the cara are. I should have, of course .---fNol that I am!-and up the stairs from inside. Instead, ] dashed right in the central door and came out from there too. He knew I didn't go near the car but upstairs to his place. Oh, curse the luck. That's bad, Linda!"
 "Yes. Did you - how did you leave it?"
 "The shirt? Just as it was, think. But Linda-another queer thing! That wasn't any shirt oi his. That was one of mine."
 'Tom-are you sure?"
 Sure as you'd be of a dress ot yours. That one with the fancy bosom"
 "That waffle-front one?" .s"Yep. Only been landered once or twice."
 "Now will you please explain that? Tom. have you any idea"
 She moved to touch his arm The gesture was a consoling one but she needed the sense of SUD- port herself.
 I'm absolutely in the dark about it. Idiot--blockhead n fool that I am! Why did I have tc pull such boner?"
 "Tom-we mustn't leave MI out there on the ter. race alone. Can't we talk this over later? I want to tell you what he