The Daily Alaska empire., 1933-06-12
Chapter 2i THE sHo,

THE SHOl
 FIRST" Marcel said-he would A not be hurried, and I thought he had rehearsed the whole telling of his tale, and his bright eyes were sparkling-"first. the towels.
 "There were used towels in an unused room the morning after the murder. There was also a round" , he described 1t with his lively little hands-"hollow on the eiderdown as if someone had sat there for a mo. ment. l ask you-who was that?" started to speak and checked my. self for fear he would stop If l in. terrupted.
 Then" he held up two fingers Second. Father Robart was not sick during the night. I was not with him. slept. Wait-you will ask why permit the police to think was with him. But what would you?
 "He. holy father, to ask such a small favor of me and me refuse Never! And for the police" He shrugged his shoulders in a man. ner which left little doubt as to the opinion he held of the police.
 Then. third" He paused and then went on slowly: Tt is of Miss Tally. and you will know what to do. There is danger. Danger of the gravest."
 Afterward 1t seemed to me had been faintly conscious of some sort of murmuring sound. but l actually heard only the words coming from the little porter's mouth.
 Third" he said. q saw that night" And then 1t happened.
 Though l didn't know at once what had happened. was only con. scious of sharply splitting sound and smell. and of Marcel's face which sagged and was surprised and held wide black eyes and an open mouth. Both his hands went to his back. and he tried to speak and moaned and fell forward against me.
 caught him. He'd been shot There was no one In the lounge 10 one on the galleries, no one any where.
 eased him downward onto a chair; and then l knew that the murmur was the elevator. The shot had come from there, and the ele vator was crawling upward toware the first gallery. r7I 1 stepped backward until I could see the entrance from the elevator to the first gallery. and the en trance to the second gallery. M
 The thing crawled upward The cage was dark. The two little doors blank.
 It neared the first gallery. Would 1t stop there or go on?
 The elevator slowly came to 6 stop. There was for a moment noth ing but silence: then the doors 1 trembled.
 The narrow black space between I them widened almost impercep tibly.
 Curiously, I heard the shot and felt the hot sting in my shoulder before I saw the muzzle of the re volver. Then things happened all al once.
 ' SAW the short nose of a revolver ! poking out from behind one o the little doors. 1 was conscious o a furiously sharp pain in my shoul der somewhere. 1 was lodging in stinctively. and there was the sound of another shot. The door to tho lobby was just behind me. and had leaped to shelter behind thu wall and. using the key board fol a shield. was peering around 1t, de termined to see who was in the ele vator.
 l saw the gleam of the revolver flying through the air downward but not the arm that had thrown 1t It fell with chatter on the floor o the lounge. and at the very instan that l was leaning forward, sur, now of seeing the murderer, some one seized me from behind; I strug gled. twisting. straining my eyes to ward the doors of the elevator. But l was jerked aside.
 There were two policemen hang ing to my arms and my waist. an, the more furiously struggled an, tried to make them understand tha the murderer was in the elevate and that he was even now escaping the more energetically they pulre, me away from where could see. ,s II My shoulder hurt like hell. 1 wa } cursing with rage and pain afl, , baffled fury. another policeman wa cunning into the lobby from on