The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1937-10-11
BY MARION WHITE
CAST OF CHARACTERS

CAST OF CHARACTERS
PRISCILLA PlERCE-heroine
young woman attorney.
AMY KERR-Cilly's roommate
and murderer victim.
JIM KERRlGAN-Cilly's fianee.
HARRY HUTCHINS - Amy''
strange visitor
SERGEANT DOLAN-offieer
assigned to solve the murder OF
Amy Kerr.
Yesterday: Cilly bluffs Mrs.
Hunter. who eonfesses that her
husband - not a cripple but IN
stead feigned paralysis in an ae-
eident to collect $4,000 from a
hit-and-run driver.
CHAPTER XXIII
Long before dawn on Thursday
the rain started; by 9 o'clock 1t
had settled to dismal. deprcSS-
ing downpour. Alone in her apart
ment. Cilly Shivcrcd. not so much
from the cold as from the pcnc-
trating gloom. Though she could
not fOrScc IL. this was 20 be the
most evcntGul day Of her life;
perhaps il was the prcmonltlon
which provoked this Quivcring Of
her nerves. However, she could
not know that. She thought it was
a good day for the blues, and
would have welcomed the happy
release Of work at the office.
But there were other things
which 20 attend. Most of all, she
had 20 see Sergeant Dolan, even
if Il meant waiting az police head
quarters all day. They could be
no more dcsolate than her own
rooms. and not nearly rs lonely.
After a quick breakfast, she
put on a warm WOODEN dress, one
which had been held over from
the previous winter pending the
emergency of just such 4 day rs
this. Then, fortified against the
elements by a long raincoat and
waterproof hat. she vcntured
downtown.
Il was not quite 10 o'clock
when she reached police head
quarters. \ youthful officer
uShcrcd her into u small ante
room off the same corridor as the
meeting room which had held the
investigation the day before.
Sergcat Dola, the officer cX-
plated. was busy for the moment,
but would sec her shortly.
She sat down 20 wait. The door
ito the corridor was left open. so
that she could watch those who
passed by. Beyond the door. she
heard a woman Sobbing. and the
low murmur of a mans voice Of
fering rcaSSuring comfort. There
was something familiar in the
voice, low-pitchcd though it was.
She watched the door for their
approach. The woman was max
ing an fefOrt TO control herself
now; the SobS ceased. only the
sharp intake of Stcadying brCathS
was audible. They passed the
door. directly in line of Cilly'S
vision. She sat up suddenly.
The man was Harvey AmcS
And the woman who leaned
against him, her face hidden i
one of his voluminous handker-
chiefs. was the one who had fled
the Bayview apartments two days
before Mrs. Wheeler.
Cilly walked TO the door and
stared after them. There was
something gently pathetic in their
attitude, and she felt a warmth
of sympathy toward them, despite
the knowledge that they had de-
fled the conventions.
Good morning. Miss Pierce"
Cilly turned abruptly TO face
Sergeant DOlan.
Been waiting for me long,"
he asked. His voice was matter
Of-fact and bruSk; Cilly thought
il lacked the rather cordial
fricndlincss o. other occasions.
But perhaps she imagined that.
He led the way back into the
small anterOom, shutting the door
behind him. We can talk in
here as well rs any place" he OBJ
served.
Il see you've located Mrs.
Wheeler" Cilly mentioned. She
resumed the same chair she had
occupied these several minutes.
Eyes. Amcs brought her in this
morning" Dolan sat down OPP
posite her. THE old story. AmcS
and his wife haven't hit it off for
years. and Mrs. Whcclcr'S the
other woman. AmcS had children,
and he's fearful Of the scandal
/ feel sort OF sorry for them
.
I'm glad 70 find YOU so un-
Outstanding this morning, ser
geant." Cilly remarked
What do You mean"
IL hope you'll DC as kindly dis
posed % me-"
ANY reason why | shouldn't
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