The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1934-02-21
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a table and peered into it. No re-
voIver there. He had known that
ANYHOW. because he had looked IN
the table before.
Then he went into the hall,
paused before the door of the bath
room.
There's no place here where
anything could be hidden" Cole
man complained. except in this
cabinet"
The door Of the medicine cabinet
stood open. On the narrow glass
shelves an assortment of bottles
and boxes we're arranged, most Of
them bearing labels or trade names
and all too small to conceal any,
thing as bulky as a revolver.
ITS not there" Bannister agreed
CURLY. Well. come on. We've bare
~ started
They continued the search. Ban
mister went to the kitchen and
started going methodically through
the cupboards ana drawers. Every
thing was in perfect order. He
suspected nothing had been touched
there since Melvina Hollister last
arranged her kitchenware. But the
revolver was not to be found.
Parker Coleman put his head
around the door and asked: do
you think we'd better stay much
longer? Somebody's liable to come"
I'm not going until I find that
gun" Bannister told him doggedly.
I'm sure it's here and I'm going
to find it."
Another ten minutes passed. Ban
mister finished with the kitchen and
turned his back on it. He found
Coleman in the living room. He had
pulled the heavy writing desk from
against the wall and was looking
down behind it.
Thought there might be chance
it would be down there" he eX-
planned.
Bannister nodded. He sat down
and began taking books from the
book case. As he took them out he
stacked them in piles on the floor.
He had finished with two shelves
when suddenly he Jumped to his
feet and went to the window.
COLEMAN was beside him.
~ What is it?" he demanded
anxiously.
Turn the lights off, will you?"
When the room was in darkness
Bannister opened the window eau
tiously and making as little noise as
possible. He looked out, shook his
head and then closed it again.
You can put the light on now"
he said. It's not there"
What's not there?"
"A window box"
"What?"
Il thought he might have hidden
the gun in a window box" Bannis-
ter told him. Just an idea I got
somewhere. But there isn't any,"
Listen" Coleman objected. Il
don't think we should stay here
much longer You can't tell what
may happen" Coleman's eyes were
bright with nervousness.
The other looked at his wrist
watch. We've been here twenty
five minutes" he announced.
There's another twenty before
there's danger of any one coming
But HOLSTER may decide to
come back sooner than you think he
will"
Wen have to take that chance"
Bannister said, apparently unruf-
fled. We'll, I didn't think we'd
find the gun in this room anyhow.
Let's go back to the bedroom"
There's that other room we
haven't look in" Coleman re-
minded him.
That's right"
Bannister opened the door Of Mel
VIVA HOLSTERS bedroom. For an
instant it seemed he still could see
the bulky outline Of the sheeted
figure, lying on the smooth, white
cOunterpane But the illusion was
gone as quickly as it had come. He
entered the bedroom, pulled down
the window blinds and touched the
electric switch.
TO Be Continued.)
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