The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-12-14
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SYNOPSIS
 Who killed TRACY KING, or- chesira leader found dead in his aparlmpma7
 DAVID HARVESTER, author, former newspaper rep0rlre, under takes Co wind out.
 Police arc searching for an s'unkn0wn blOnde'' who visited King shortly before his death. Bannister has seen this girl, but che has disappeared since.
 HERMAN SCURLACH, who wrote King a threatening letter, Is in jail. He declares his innO- cence. Bannister works on the star reporter of the Post. In the dead nian's apartment Bannister picks up nm Old-fashiOned wed- ding picture which he keeps. He and Gainey talk to AL DRUGAN, friend of Kings who tells them che orchestra leader had been having trouble with JOE PAR ROIT, his former vaudeville partner. Drugan accuses Parrott of the murder.
 Gainey and Bannister go to see DENISE LANG. Kings fiancee.
 CHAPTER XV
 The two men followed the maid across a hall into the huge liv- ing room. And then they saw Denise Lang.
 She was sitting on a small sofa at one side of the fireplace. A fire glowed on the hearth, crack ing and snapping cheerfully. The kire gave warmth and color to the eoom that otherwise, for all the richness of it's furnishings, was gather forbidding.
 The girl saw them, rose and came forward. Bannister would have recognized her from her photographs but he was not pre- pared to find her so very attrac- rive. She was more than that. Denise Lang was beautiful. She was taller than he had expected, slender and she moved gracefully. Her frock was of black velvet, dress of complete simplicity ex- cept for a bit of white at the throat. Her hair lay in gleaming finglets-an elaborate coiffure that must have been arranged by, skillful hairdresser. The ringlets caught the light as she moved, ntrning to shimmering gold.
 How do you do," Denise Lang said. "You wanted to see me?"
 Her voice was low-pitched, with a quality of vibrance. Bannister saw that she was quite pale and that the rouged lips formed the words rather slowly.
 It had been Gainey who had taken command in talking with Drugan but now it was Bannister ~x,J,< etn rd
 "Yes, Miss Lang," he said. "My name is Bannister and this is MT Gainey. We're with the Evening Post. The Post is cooperating in every way possible with the police, trying to learn more about the hor- 6ible crime that took place last night"
 The girls lips frightened. Have they-?" she began hesitantly. Do they .know-?"
 "They're working on several lines of investigation,' Bannister told her. Some of them are quite promising. There's nothing yet, though, that's definite enough to pin the guilt on anyone. SUD- pose you've talked with the detec- tiyes?" morning." Denise Lang said. The light of interest had gone from her eyes. Wont you sit down?'
 The men found chairs. Denise returned to her sofa and sat, fac- ing them.
 i've came to see you," Bannis- ter went on, thinking you might be able to tell us something that would be of help. As MT Kings fiancee-n
 The girl caught her two hands together, gripped them. I'm afraid there's nothing I can tell" she said slowly. "It's been so ter rible I can hardly believe it. even now! I don't see how any, one could do such a thing! I've been telling myself over and over that it's true but I can't seem to believe 1t. I don't-oh, how could they, how could they?"
 The words ended in stifled cry. Denise Lang turned her head quickly, raising her handkerchief 10 her eyes. Bannister and Gainey looked at each other. acutely un- comfortable as men are before woman's tears.
 There was no sound at all in the room for a moment. Then the girl raised her head. Her face was expressionless once more. II sup pose you want to ask questions" she said. "They did that this morn ing. What is it you want me to tell your"
 Gainey edged forward on his chair. "I'd like to ask" he said, s'when you saw Mir King last?"
 Might before last" she told him.