The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1934-11-09
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When Charles Morden, report
err for The Blade, is found dead
Dan Blocker, publisher, employs
Sidney Griff, famous criminolog-
list. to solve the murder. ..r
Morden had been investigating
the affairs of Frank B. Cathay,
wealthy and prominent, follow
ing the arrest of an impostor
claiming to be Cathay and accom-
panied by a girl called Mary
Briggs.
The ,iay following Morden's
| death Cathay dies of poisoning.
Griff learns Morden had visit
ed the apartment of Alice Lorton
who has reported the disappear
ance of her roommate. Esther
Ordway. Griff questions Alice
and instructs detectives to shad-
ow her.
Griff and Blocker go to the
apartment occupied by Kenneth
Boone, friend of Alice's Alice
is there. Griff accuses the pair
of killing Morden and calls police
headquarters. He and Blocker
then 60 to an address where
Mrs. Cathay and Racine, detec-
tive she is employing, are confer
ring with a woman believed to
be Mrs. Blanche Malone.
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Mrs. Cathay stood perfectly
still, her head thrown back, her
chin in the air. Her manner
was that of having steeled her
self against showing any emotion
The woman who had given her
name as Blanche Stairway strobe
howard Griff.
"You iew she screamed. "You
are a dirty liarp'
Griff continued to watch Mrs.
Cathay.
Racine had tiptoed to the door
of the room. He ierked it open,
said to Mrs. Cathay. "COme on
Let's get out of here. He's try
ing to keep us here. He's stall
ing for time"
Blanche Stairway stopped with
in a couple of feet of Griff. Hel
face was twisting with emotion
The corners of her hard, defiant
mouth turned down. Tears came
to her eyes. She broke into
harsh sobs.
Mrs. Cathay swept toward the
door which Racine was holding
open, but the detective did not
wait for her to join him. He
turned toward the corridor, tool
half a dozen rapid steps and ther
broke into a run. His feet coulc
be heard thudding down the cor.
ridor.
Griff said in a low voice tc
Mrs. Stairway, I'm sorry"
She looked at him through
tearflooded eyes, took a cropping
step toward him, dropped hei
head to his shoulder and chung tc
his coat with the work-bent fling
ers of leathery hands.
Griff patted her shoulders re-
assuringly.
There. there" he said, cts
going to be all right"
Damn you" she sobbed. "See
my lawyer you
cheap heelw
In the taxicab Griff seemed in
high spirits. -
"Observe, BECKER" he said
'what an interesting thing the
truth is. Falsehoods may be built
!u0 which seem to have the ap-
! pearance Of truth, but they have
no foundation to back them
They are like mirages, like the
fronts of structures which are
used in motion picture sets. They
look all right when viewed from
one angle but have nothing back
Of them, if one will but take
| pains to view them from all
sides"
Bieeker's tone was gruff. =,
"Those things photograph well
enough to deceive everyone who
sees Them" he said. -,
Certainly" the criminologist
agreed, eff one but looks at the
photograph. That is why it is al
ways so vitality important to look
at it from all angles.
"The truth is like some placid
sheet of water. Some eXtraneous
| fact is dropped in it and immedi-
ately the calm surface becomes
ruffled. The reflections become
distorted. There are ripping
waves which start out in circles
and go in every direction as fal
as there is any surface to the
water" H..
BECKER turned to him savage
ly. f..-. nar-.-
"That stuff doesn't interest M
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