The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-03-18
CARLETON kENDRAkE

 ''iiss iniknbwlng just when to stop.~ And then. before fear could grip her, he pushed the control lever back into neutral and the cage Ecage slid smoothly to a stop. He moved the lever which opened tho door. fAf
 Permit me-" he said and, taking her arm, escorted her to the street.
 "xou go this way?" he asked, nodding toward the right.
 "Yes," she said, hardly knowing continue the acQuaintanceship 50 informally begun.
 "Well," he said, to her relief, ''I go the other way. You won't tell the janitor about the elevator. will your"
 He raised his hat, and, smiling, turned to sweep down on the wings of the cold night wind. Millicent almost ran through the swinging door into the tearoom. Her eyes encountered the gypsy girl. s.
 My purse," she said breathless- ly. What became of the woman | in the black fur coat? the black ermine with the collar around the neck ?"
 The fortune teller stared at MiI- licent strangely.
 "she crossed to a table back, of you" she said, "and only stayed for minute or. two. She wasn't l served" "Do you know who she was ?'' "No." ,s
 Millicent Graves stared down. at the black leather purse she held in her hand. l "If," she said, "slie comes 'in,. tell | her to get in touch with Miss i Graves. at Mir Drinigold's office on the 17th floor of the Wolgamo:t Building?" The, fortune teller nodded.
 'Ilr tell her." she said. Millicent fled out of the door. was blown by the wind down the sidewalk. She was within some 50 feet of the entrance to the Wolgamott Building when figure. garbed m white,, came rushing out of the lobby. She recognized the man us the assistant janitor. As she looked at his white, frightened face, conscious fo the cold precipitation on his forehead. of the manner in which the night wind whipped his hair about his forehead. he screamed the single word: Murder" Then he turned and ran down the sidewalk as fast as he could go, the wind at his back helping him in his burst of speed.
 l Millicent Graves, filled with some sudden premonition of impending | disaster, in turn raced toward the lobby of the building. She found l the elevator open and deserted. IShe had remembered enough of the manner in which 1t should be operated to work the lever which ' closed the door, and pushed the throttle over to the left.
 It took moment of fum bling 1 with the controls ito get the cage stopped at the 17th floor. Then, having opened the door, she ran down the corridor. The door of Drimgold's private office was open. o
 Drimgold lay on the floor. A bul- let hole in the center of his fore head welled thick, red stream across the carpeted floor. A half i, opened purse was clutched in the fingers of his left hand. The con- tents were scattered over the floor. One swift look at the purse. and she recognized 1t, It was her own purse. The things which were strewn about the room were her own--Npstick, compact, handker- chief, visiting. cards.
 She felt panic tighten her throat. Moved by impulse, she ran to the 1 window, flung 1t open and looked down the 17 floors.
 The white -garbed assistant jani- tor was just rounding the. corner. and, slightly behind him. ran uniformed policeman.
 z. (To be continued)