The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-10-19
QUIT C

couldn't walt for him. Every min- ute was important,
 she thought of the ofacer up- stairs in the vacant apartment. But he had orders to remain m the end, she left a message with him for Dolan. Would the sergeant follow her to the Cannon Building, just as quickly as he could? It was important, tree mendously important
 She took the subway to Man. hattan. That was fastest. Jim, in his urgency might have taken Q taxi. But 6illy knew the subway would get her to the Cannon Building in half the time 1t would taxe Q taxi, even though every second of the trip would seem an eternity.
 For the first Ave minutes of the trip, she was in an agony Of sus. pense. It was aS if the car were Q prison, holding her backward; she pressed her body hard against the seat and beat c mad tattoo with her feet to speed the train forward. At every station she held her breath, lest she scream out her frantic demand for haste,
 HurryI Hurryl HURRY
 JlmS life was in danger, Son1e- one he did not know, someone he could not suspect, would meet him in the Cannon Building and lead him to his death. Someone he did not know
 Then, quite suddenly, every muscle in CillyS tense body re- faxed. For Q long, breath-taklng moment she sat there, very calm and very still. She had been asleep, and had just awakened.
 She knew who the murderer waSl
 AS the train roared It's way under the river, she went back in her mind over the whole case. The pieces fitted together in 0 perfect pattern. What a blind fool she had beonl What q stupid, unreaSoning fooll
 She recalled the events which followed AmyB death on Sunday night: she remembered standing in the kitchen before going to bod. And then, the most important piece of evidence in the whole case, which she had completely forgotten until this minute
 The dumbwaiter.
 shO had heard it descending slowly; passing tho level Of her own kitchen and continuing down to the basement. That was how the murderer had left the house. It was oil 90 clear now.
 Mrs. DoWney had heard him running down tho stairs from tho roof. Ho had reached tho second floor, entered Apartment 2-A. And from there he had taken tho dumbWaitor while Ciliy stood In her kitchen, listening to 1t, too stunned to realize what it might mean.
 H0 must have slipped out through tho basement, through some window at tho rear, while Mr. Johnson was out in front with the police. How easy it had been for him to get away, to establish his perfect aiibil
 Fourteenth street Pennsyl- vania station.
 cilly got of the train and flew Up the stairs. The Cannon Build. ing was just around the corner.
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 The lobby was empty. Usually q night elevator man remained on duty Yes, ono of the cars was coming down. Casey, tho night man, stepped out.
 Hello, Mss PierceI" he ex- claimed. "'Tb c queer time to Do coming to work now, isn't it7"
 Cilly dragged him back into tho car. Hurry, Casey, Bho cried, I've got to get upstairs Did you just take someone up7"
 "JuBt this minute, Ina'Ann. A young gentleman, it was, saying nc wanted to go to your ofilce. He had tho key and all ."
 Was ho Alone7"
 Sure, hc was. Not another souls been In the building since 10 o'clock" He brought tho eie. Vator to c stop ct her floor.
 DO something for me, will you, Casey7" Ciily begged hurriodiy aB she stepped out. "do downstairs and get C policeman-just as quick as you can something terrible may happen ."
 Casey'B eyes Widened. Sure, miss. Can't I do somethingY
 No, Casey, no thanks. Get c policeman - get two of them -- but hurryl"
 She ran down the corridor turne do corner, passed her own office and continued on to Ames and Wakefield. She noticed the light