The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1934-02-22

Franklin's mistress. She had mo-
tive for stopping the wedding. And
the woman in blue-whoever she may
have been-had motive for stopping
1t, II she loved Franklin. That's the
queer thing about this case Eight or
nine people, that we know of. had an
opportunity to commit the crime, and
it doesn't require much imagination
to find motive for any of them"
Kilday rose "Tll take 'em one at
a Time" he said. "And I'm going to
start with Bulls. Coming?"
Lets co. said Peter.
Daniel Bulls was unexpectedly easy
to find. a telephone call from the
restaurant located him at his down.
town club where he usually dined. He
was still at table when interrupted by
Kilday's call.
"Come on over, Sergeant" he In
vited. "I'll be glad to tell you what
I know"
But that seemed very little.
"Sure went to see him." the poll
tician said, after seating each Of his
guests. "How about drink? What
will you have. boys?"
They both declined. 1t was mat
ter of principle with Kilday. 1t was
his boast that no one had anything
"on'' him. Cardigan thought there
was shade too much breezy friendli-
ness in the invitation. 1t didn't quite
ring true.
"Well, you don't mind If do" said
Bulls, ringing for an attendant.
'Every one to his own tastes, as the
widow said, when she kissed the
pig" The quantity of his booming
laugh more than atoned for its lack OF
mirth. He entertained his visitors
with an anecdote. obviously intended
to reveal his own Importance, as he
waited for his drink.
sand l told the senator" he con-
cluded, George, you're all wet"
Peter was not interested In what
Bulls had told the senator, but he
was interested In the man himself,
and welcomed the opportunity to study
him.
Daniel Bulls was huge man, from
the hairy hands that had engulfed
Peters during their Introduction, to
the crown of his head, which seemed
almost too ponderous, even for his
massive frame. The wide leather
chair in which he slouched was almost
concealed by his bulk. One long leg
was thrown carelessly across the
chair-arm, swinging slowly. and blunt
fingers drummed necessarily against
his knee as he talked.
But It was that ponderous head.
which dwarfed the wide shoulders,
that fascinated Peter most. In spite
Of it's size, or because Of It. Cardigan
was not sure which. there was some
thing almost infantlle about the mans
expression. The short, whitish blond
hair, straight as string, grew low
on his forehead, and was impaired. 1t
was not as though 1t had been combed,
long ago, and forgotten. so much as
though 1t had never known a comb.
Eyebrows. there were almost none,
and this heightened the wide inno-
cence of the mans blue stare. except
when he laughed. Then telltale folds
Of flesh curled up beneath his eyes. re-
vealing an uncertain maturity. The
mouth and chin were direct negation
OF Bulls other features, for there was
strength written in the lean lips and
wide sweep of jaw.
The drink arrived. and the politician
drained half the cool contents of the
long glass before turning again to
Kilday.
"Yeah," he repeated. 81 went to see
Franklin" He nodded toward dis
orderly pile of newspapers by his
chair. "I've been reading about It. So
I wasn't surprised when you phoned
that you wanted to see me. Well?"
He twisted In his chair. in order to
face the detective "Let's go. What
do you want to know"
'First want to know what you
were so anxious to see Franklin about,
Mr.. Bullis?"
"Anxious?" The politician weighed
the word. well. guess you'd call 1t
that. I had, to see him. I wanted to
tell him what thought of him. Why,
I helped make Jim Franklin, and he
knew 1t. He'd still be unknown. IL It
hadn't been for me. That's why he
was afraid to see me. after he turned
on me-"
Afraid to see your" Peter Inter-
rupted.
"What else would you say?" Bulls
demanded contemptuously. I'D been
trying to get hold of him for three
days. At his office. his home, his club,
everywhere. Why. I've even been pag-
ing him over at Choo Choo Trains.
But he was lodging me-
"Well, / knew there was one place
he couldn't dodge me-the church. So
I went there, and saw him."
"What was 1t you were so anxious
m COO him ahout ." Ki1day rnnea ted bfs