Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1933-11-02

ARREST Me for What7" the Student
Protested. ~ Haven't Done Any
thing Wrong"
protested. 81 haven't done anything
wrong"
"For the murder of Stuart Jordan
last Tuesday night during the initia-
ton at the Mu Beta Sigma housew
If it was Rankin's intention to re-
move the last vestige of Buckley's as
surance, he succeeded. Stark terror
replaced his boldness; he started spas
medically, his features suddenly pallid
But his CONSERVATION was leavened by
amazement and perplexity, written in
his dropping jaw, that the detective
found disturbing.
"Jordan's murder?" he cried in hor-
ror. "Oh. my Cd! had nothing 20
do with that don't know anything
about til"
But you didn't like him, did your
Rankin continued In charge of the
situation. I'm fact, you hated him be-
cause you considered him responsible
for your dismissal from Aberdeen. You
believed he had reported your gam
bling to the college authorities. Be
sides, he denounced you as a cheat"
THAT was a id lie! | always
played a straight game" Momen-
tarily, Buckley's resentment overcame
his apprehension and his eyes flashed.
Disregarding his outburst, Rankin
pressed his attack, aggressively.
"And when you discovered Jordan
at Philadelphia, Buckley, you had even
more cause to fear him." he accused
HE was acquainted with your trouble
at Aberdeen, which you hoped to sup
press; and he might have guessed the
artifice by which you enrolled here.
But whether he did or not, there was
danger that he would report your past
to Mr.. Warwick or some other official
and again get you dismissed. Espe-
cially knowing Larry Palmer, If he
supposed your friendship with him was
for some dishonest purpose. You
heard from Palmer that any chance of
your joining the fraternity was blasted
by Ned Patterson, who was Jordan's
sponsor. Naturally you attributed his
opposition to your enemy's interfer-
ence and he threatened you still fur
ther."
AS the detective paused, Buckley's
silence and twitching features were
sufficient reply; and he pursued bis
Indictment with telling effect.
Immediately after that, you pumped
young Palmer in his unguarded mo-
ments about Mu Beta Signals secret
codes and ritual. You learned Its
passwords and customs; the kind Of
robes members of the fraternity wore
at their initiation ceremonies. About
nine days ago, he told you this years
installation would he held on Tuesday
night at eight-thirty. You questioned
him about the average attendance at
them. And during yollr drinking bouts,
he let slip enough of thp proper signs
of recognition to enable yo,i +" enter
the chapters private cha ribpr past the
sergeant at arms"
my interest was harmless :" Buck
ley insisted fearfully. Il was lust
curious about frats.. like others who
don't belong to them, Mr.. Rankin"
"Yes, so you gave Palmer to under
stand" Rankin met the evasion almost
exultantly. "Yet you made every
preparation for getting into the cere.
mony yourself on Tuesday night. You
see, know all about that, too-how
you persuaded young Palmer to visit
the Morton club that evening, and
drugged him to insure his absence
from the house and place for you to
I'LL" He stilled the boys attempt to
speak with harsh gesture. you
stole his keys to enter the house after
the ritual began. You abandoned him
at the club at eight-twenty-five and
TAXED to your apartment for robe
you had obtained in advance to pass
as member. That came from Kings
ton, the costumer. By eight-forty
you had entered the house, where you
slipped into the gown in the deserted
hallway" He paused before conclud-
Ah6' OuShACy, Tic CNiuChNC 40 wv
complete and damning to mean any
thing except that you plotted to MUIR
der Stuart Jordan in revenge for. -"
In his dread, the student interrupt
ed despairingly: mo, no, that wasn't
my purpose at all! swear it was
something different-to get hold Of
something inside | didn't hear of his
death until afterward."
"You didntr the detective began
incredulously. you can hardly ex-
pect. :"
But Mr.. Warwick snatched at the
possible loophole before he could ex-
press his skepticism.
ITO get hold Of something's" he
demanded. "Just what were yoT
after?"