The Washington times., 1935-07-13
WHOSE WIFE?--SOCIETY NIGHT LIFE SECRETS Barrel
Who Holds Key to Riddle
OF the Disappearance
Of Lsobel Vane?

ceased to desire her, to love her in
the way q man loves the woman
who is his wife-but I did not
hate her. Rather I loved her in
the way guardian might love a
precocious child, and the artist
In me always loved her beauty,
and could not believe that so per-
feet a thing Of beauty could be
only an empty she'll"
was there anything else, that
you particularly wanted me to
know"
yes" Van hesitated. zone
other thing that I had Just found
out, and which caused me great
| distress on ISobel'S own account
q thing that made me watch her
carefully all the time, to see that
she did no injury to herSelf-or
to another"
"Yes9 What was that9" he
prompted.
my wife was a drug addict"
Vane said.
Nov we're getting somewhere"
Cyrus K. sounded pleased. Nov
we've got more to work on. A
drug addict, eh?" He put his hand
on the younger mans knee as he
saw him vince.
"You must forgive me-" he beg
ged. II am so anxious to help you,
that for the moment I forgot the
personal side Of 1t, and your dis
tress."
DO you know what drug your
wife used?"
Cocaine. Either in liquid or
powder form-any way she could
get It,"
"And If she were ever without
the drug, how did 1t affect her?"
"She went berserk."
Cyrus K. gently stroked one eye
brow with his pince-nez. He pursed
his lips in his own characteristic
fashion, when thoughts were ram
pant within his busy brain.
"ThiS Is all very helpful, very
helpful indeed" he said. "Mr.
Vane, would like to ask you a
few questions as to what hap
pened on the night Of the-mur-
der"
Anything you like, sir"
"Was your wife excited at all
that night?"
mo" Obviously Vane was
thinking back. "She was more
gentle than usual. I remember
that I had a headache, and she
insisted that we stay at home
that we get our own little supper
here"
"Was that unusual?"
eyes. Very. Usually her one
desire was to go out where she
could see and be SEEN"
II see. Anything else?"
Condolences
Eyes. AS I say, she was un-
usually tender. For the first time
since our marriage she seemed
really to have a thought for me.
1 had a terrible headache, as I
had been working all day on
murals, and she even prepared,
with her own hands, some sort of
a medicine in warm milk to take
it away" Suddenly he looked up
at Cyrus K. with a startled ex-
preston in his eyes. "Why, that
must have been it," he cried.
That's what made me so sleepy.
You know I was sound asleep
when Ingles and the others came
in here"
eyes. So I heard" ManteIs
voice was dry. do you often get
headaches, Mr.. Vane?"
Lord, yes! There was time
when never seemed to be without
one, principally when I was con-
centrated on some work that
might cause eye-Strain."
"Are you accustomed to taking
anything for these headaches"
mo. Never. I usually walk
them off,"
"You say you were working on
the murals. Did you have a
model here?"
eyes. A model I have used a
great deal before. I wanted to
do a series of sketches from her,
and then would work from them
on the charging for the actual
scenes"
"How late did you work."
1.-THE light wasn't good after
four. There was a storm brew
ing, so I quit about that hour"
"Then what happened?"
1.-THE model left" said Vane,
land my wife came in. She
had been to the theater with
some friend, and then she de-
cided that we would stay at
home for supper"
did you prepare this your
selves, or do you have a maid?"
asked Cyrus K.
1--WE do not keep a maid at the
studio. There is maid service in
the house, and I dislike having
people potter about"
What time did your wife get
home, Mr.. Vane?"
"It must have been about five
or So"
"Isn't that very early to get out
Of the theater?" Syrus K. looked
surprised.
Il didn't think of it before"
"Mr. Vane-think hard now
can you tell me how long a time
elapsed between the leaving Of
your model, and the arrival Of
your wife,"
Eyes. That's very easy. 1t was
impressed on my mind because
the storm broke lust at that