The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-11-15
nEGIN HERE r0-DAY


 Tl,o story opens with Q pro- IoEue in which a murder fa com-
 mlftcd by a homicida1 maniac. Later he boards q train for Long 7sland, thinking of tlhe pleasant weekend he fs to have there. The name of the murder CT ig not disclosed.
 The scene shifts Co the Koug leland home of LYNDA and TOM Averiil, married three pears and much in love- Linda an- nounccs that instead of three guests over the weekend they are to have Ave. The guests Rtzz be: COUSIN AMOS PEABODY elderly, distant releklve of AAEi- da's who was in New York 0m business and invited himself fO visit the Averilis; CAPTAIN DE VOa. handsouze Belgian repre- eemfing 6 European perfume nnanufacturer with whom Aver fTR hopes to do business; MR ETATIaANDER, xniddlewestern mlanaaer vf etlne firm AveriIl works for; MARVIN PRATT, former suitor of LAnda's whom she has not seen for several years, and HAN EHAUGHNES- SEY, Irish writer on . lecture tour.
 The guests arrive and almost immediately there is trouble. At dinner Cousin Amos gets into . heated argument with Shaugh- nessey whom he denOunces as a dangerous rebel for defending Gandhi's work in India. Bunty, an old watch dog is brutally killed during the night and sus- piciOn for the deed turns to Shaughnessey who admits he roamcd about after the others had retired.
 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 CHAPTER VI
 Linda stood up and shook off her thoughts with a visible motion of her slim shoulders. What's the program this morning7'
 Golf for them as wants it--the boat-anything yoV say. Best get a dip in before lunch. Tides high then"
 .And the tennis tournament this dinner home; and the Fourth of July dance at the club tonight. All right-let's go!
 Tom kissed her quickly. Good sporti" he app1auded. "Our guests wait below. Up and at 'em, Binks, old dear"
 But all day long. Linda's solemn, clear Title voice rang in his head, orA 1a Fr,&,aa a 1.fx,nca1f nf 171a ffv,. n or another regarding each guest az g strange capable of unbrtdled fury which might find outlet in the mangling of 2 small, inoffensive little dog. His day was a suspi- cious and a miserable one.
 Statlander and Cousin Amos elected to play golf. Even before they started Averifl had cause for apprehension as to how they would mix. For as they collected their bags in the entrance hall the tele- phone rang and he stopped to an swer a call from his real estate agent. While he abstractedly as- sured the local Hive wire' that the place was still for sale, that it could be seen at any time, and that the terms still held, he noticed that the two men stood stiffly waiting, a little apart from each other and without any attempt at ordinary small talk. Motoring them to the links, he wondered more and more how the combination would work. he knew for a hard man with an amazingly relentive mem ory and a genius for figures, to- gether with the impatience of such aptitude toward it's lack in others. Perhaps AZ or 48y he was stockily built. Etrorlg beyond an offhand guess and reputed "a hog for work, no easier on others than on him. self. What he had said of his fa- vorite amusements mountain exploring, big game hunt ing-led Averill to believe that he wuold prefer play as arduous as hard work. By the solemnity with which Statlander produced his clubs 1t was evident that no St An- drews pro took his game more scr ious1y.
 Now Cousin Amos Peabody. as 1t happened, also took himself seri- ously and Tom might have said the two would make a perfect pair. But Cousin Amos. though pre- cisionist, was not, like Statlandpr, a silent one. Every detail of the greens, the technique of teeing off. the action of other players, the positions of his opponents when he was playing. was subject to fluent