The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-04-19

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 "and gave MT Buchanan the key, MT Buchanan had some evidence he wanted to ." | Cynthia Happ suddenly galvan- ized into life. She leveled an ac- cusing forefinger at Millicent. | "You!" she screamed. You're the little hussy that brought this all about! If it hadn't been fo- you this would never have hap penedV He brought you into the house and look what's happened. My husband is Kidnapped. His chauffeur has been killed. We're all involved in scandal. There are police officers trooping about the house, asking questions and prying into things that are none of their business. And who's to blame for it-who's responsible?" Cynthia Happ's voice rose to a crescendo of hysterical accusation and her rigid forefinger fairly quiv- cred as she pointed at Millicent.
 "You are!!!"
 Norman Hap said, "Now listen, Cynthia, calm yourself. This isn't going to do anyone any good"
 The woman pushed him to one side. You're responsible" she screamed at Millicent. Don't stand there with that mealy-mouthed look on your face. You can't bluff me with any of that kind of stuff. You're responsible for Harry Feld- ings murder! It's because of you my husbands been kidnaped! Sergeant Mahoney's voice, from as professionally cheerful as the voice of doctor entering a sick room where the patient is lying on his death bed. Well, well, we'll he said. 50 there seems to have been a Kidnapping. Tell me about 1t, Mrs Happ."
 At once Cynthia Happ regained control of herself. She took a deep breath, stared at the head of the stairs with resentment glittering in her eyes.
 Sergeant Mahoney moved from the head of the stairs, walking around the corner of the banister 50 that he was plainly visible.
 Mrs Happ's face wreathed itself in smiles. Ut happens she said, that you overheard me telling this young minx exactly what mincing words"
 Indeed you weren't" Sergeant said, coming down the stairs, "but you said something about your husband being kid naped."
 Cynthia Happ laughed "rm afraid that I was very much worked up," she said. I'm certainly thankful to you for the Interruption, Sergeant Regardless of the provocation l may have had, certainly had no license to talk to a servant as though she were an equal. After all, the child is nothing but hire- ling-one who does my husbands work, one who is in my house be- cause it is necessary to have her here-just as one would have painter, a scrubwoman, or win dow washer"
 Millicent realized Mrs Happ was trying to make her lose her tenn per, to create a scene in the hope that such a scene would distract the attention of Sergeant Mahoney from what Mrs Happ herself said. Millicent refused to make scene. She surveyed the older woman with a frosty smile, and kept perfectly silent.
 For a moment Sergeant Mahoney looked puzzled. Then he said, But what about the Kidnapping, Mrs Happ?"
 Mrs Happ's smile was the smile of a perfect hostess welcoming guests. I'm sure," she cooed in her most seductive tones, that l know nothing whatever about any Kidnapping"
 Under those circumstances" Sergeant Mahoney suggested, Sup pose we have a little talk together I want to use the telephone for few moments, and then I would like to talk with you"
 "I happens" Mrs Happ told him, T have other plans
 Surely they're not so important that they cant wait for few mo- ments."
 I'm afraid they are."
 His face became stern. He said, I'm afraid I'm going to have to insist, Mrs Happ."
 What do you mean by that?"
 "Just what I said." How strongly would you insist ?"
 "As strongly" he told her grimly "as 1t became necessary for me to insist. in order to carry my point"
 She had played too much bridge not to know when the cards were stacked against her, and she was too practised hostess not to know how to carry off the situation. "Oh, under those circumstances" she said, If it's so important l will be glad to alter my plans. where did you wish to go for our little chat?"
 "First." he told her. "the tele- phone"
 Both MilIicent and Norman Happ remained on the stairs, their ears strained, listening. Abruptly. from the lower floor, Sergeant Mahoney voice drifted up to them.
 But, madam., he said, this tele phone has been Knocked from the