The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-01-12

| ne UdNBGu 0hN NhC AOShA " VI perfectly quiet. "She was sitting at the writing desk when I left, he went on. She didn't say SO but I supposed she was going to write a letter. Just as 1 was going out the door she called and wanted to know if I had my rub bers and told her yes. She said. Matthew have you got your rub bers on?' It was the last thing I ever heard her say"
 Again there was a pause and then Hollister continued. "I went down stairs and out on the street. The snow wasn't coming down very heavy and 1t wasn't cold 50 | I decided to walk over toward the Heights. That's one of my favorite walks. I went down Kinsman ave- nue and turned into Forest"
 Did you meet anyone you know?" Bannister asked.
 NO. Don't remember that did. There were some people on the | street but I didn't stop to talk to anyone. I just walked. After while I thought I'd gone far enough and started back. The snow was coming down faster and it began to look dark but wasn't in any especial hurry. I like to be out in the snow. When I got to the cor ner down the street noticed the clock in the drug store window said it was five minutes to five. That wasn't right, though, because always keep my watch right. looked at 1t and 1t was exactly one ,;,,,, ,k fivn o'nIAnk
 "I came into the hotel and rode up to this floor in the elevator It was dark when I opened the hadn't turned on the lights. Then chair before the window, sort of fallen side-wise. I thought she was sick but when I touched her and and he turned away. 1T knew" he went on brOkenly.
 q ran down stairs and told the clerk something terrible had hap pened. He came back with me. There's q docktor in the building and he came pretty soon, but of course it was too late. The clerk called the police, too, I guess. Any how they came after a while. They've been going around asking lot of questions"
 He looked up at the three men who were listening. Why don't they stop asking questions, he de- manded bitterly, "and do some thing? Letting people be murdered in their own homes in broad day light! Why don't the police do something about it?"
 II guess they're doing what they can," Bannister told him.
 The older man did not seem to hear. "I cant hardly believe it." he went on, his voice catching so that the words were choaked. T don't see who could have wanted to harm Melvina!"
 Canister said, "Mr Hollister, when Sye had that talk the other day you told me you were afraid your sister was worrying about something. You said you thought she might know something about the Tracy King murder"
 Hollister raised his eyes but their expression was dull. "No," he said. 1T don't think she did. There wasn't anybody had any cause to harm Melvina. Shc and I've were the only ones left. There's only me now. I can't quite realize it,
 But you must have some idea who could have done such a thing :? You must have some theory?"
 Hollister shook his head. NO" he said, "I haven't. The police have the theories. All I know is Melvinas gone. I'm all alone. I'm the only one left. I-I hope you'll excues me now"
 They left him alone. As the door closed behind them aGiney said, Poor old duffer." and Elem ing added, "He sure is all broken up."
 McNeal was not in the living room but another detective was there. Canister asked if they could see the body and the detec- tive nodded, motioning toward door at the right.
 The reporters entered the bed room. They saw the bulky outlines of figure on the bed, covered by a sheet. Banniste" lifted n corner of the sheet, then dropped it. In life Melvina Hollister had been formidable. She was not formid- able now.
 There's no reason for us to stay here any longer. Is there?" BanA mister asked gruffly.
 Gainey said he wanted to see Me- Neal again and Bannistcr told him he would wait for him down stairs
 He used the stairs instead of the elevator this time and turned into the small parlor where he and the othed had waited for McNeal. Bannister dropped into chair, tok 0 cigaret from his pocket and lighted it. Then he set himself to reviewing everything he knew about Melvina and aMtthew Hol- lister.
 But the mind sometimes plays strange tricks. Canister, trying to remember just what Melvina had said on the only occasion he had talked to her, was halted by 8 curious thought. He saw Juliet France again. as she had looked across the breakfast table that morning. He heard her saying. Something's going to happen. I'm afraid it will be something ter rible."