The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1937-10-09

] lQSt De one uJIle lHIiS OuN
little word. perhaps, which might
bring her back something
which the doctors haven't thought
of. The trouble came so sudden
like. you see. There must be
something to bring her back
if we could only find it,"
There were tears in his eyes,
which he FASTENED to brush away
with work roughened hand,
/ Cilly's heart went out TO the man.
Il wont mention what you have
told me, Mr.. Johnson" she prom
/ iSed.
Il hope you won't, Miss
Pierce" he said, appealingly. Il
never spoke to anybody about
this before. don't want it to get
around. When my wife gets bet
ter. il won't help any to have it
known that she's been away all
these wears. Well. if there's
anything else can do, Miss
Pierce ." He started to leave.
oh, yes, Mr.. Johnson there Is
something else. Remember whnt |
said this morning. down at police
headquarters, about Mr.. Hunt
err"
You mean about seeing him
walk last night
YES. That was the truth, NJ.
Johnson. went over on the roof
across the way Just to watch the
Bayvicw. What ! really hoped
10 see was somebody in on" Of
the empty apartments. II Just
happened that | met Mr.. Corbett
fir>t-hc was drunk. and very
unpleasant.
Johnson nodded, He looked
that sort Of q man."
However. did see Mr.. Hunt
rl. walking about his bedroom
lust a sure as | see you now.
He's taking this paralysis, for
some reason. and I'm going to
find out why. What time do you
usually take him up on the roof,
! MIR. Johnson"
Hes up there now. took him
up abou, l. minutes before you
came along"
Then Mrs. Hunter is alone
now. probably washing the supper
dishes. think III go up to see
hcr."
\ Few minutes later. Mrs.
Hunter came to the door of her
apartment i'm answer to Cilly'S
ring. When she saw who il was,
she stepped back, startled. CiIly
entered. shutting the door behind
her.
I'D like to talk to you about
your husband, Mrs. Hunter" she
said unhcSitatingly.
1--WE nothing 10 tell yOu, the
woman cried in terror. you
should be ashamed of yourself,
making trouble for decent pco-
pie. You've no right in my apart
ment. I'll tell my husband.
Cilly walked boldly into the
living room and sat down. Why
don't YOU call your husband
now" she asked. you might
alarm him Unexpectedly, so that
he'll come running down to see
what the trouble is. That would
prove my story nicely"
Mrs. Hunter did not cry out,
however. But she was frightened,
terribly frightened. Cilly felt a
little sorry for her, but she steel
ed herself.
There's been a murder COM
mitted i'm this house, Mrs. Hunt
en-" she reminded the woman.
And the murderer is one of the
men living here. Your husband
was the nearest to the roof last
Sunday night.
Mrs. Hunter began to cry hyS-
terically. MY husband is no muir
derer she Sobbed. He never
killed that girl. He never hurt
anybody in his life, no matter
what else -
mo matter what else he did,
Cilly finished for her. What Is
his other crime then, Mrs. Hunt
er? Cheating an insurance COM
pany?"
1t was a blind stab in the dark
at the moment Cilly did not know
herself what prompted the words,
They hit home, nevertheless.
Mrs. Hunter paled; she drew in
her breath with a sharp gasp. Her
hands. clutching her apron TO her
| throat, were shaking convulSive-
| ly.
"You can't prove it" she cried
hoarscly. a dozen doctors all eX-
amined him. ."
But this isn't a matter of
fraud now, Mrs. Hunter" Cilly
pursued relcntlcssly. This is
murder. And the doctors who
might believe my testimony
would be doubly carefully in
their examinations. :"
Mrs. Hunter wiltcd. Beseech-
ingly she held her hands out 70
| Cilly. Don't testify, miss. I'll
| cell YOU about il, but ! beg OF
tell you about il, but beg OF
| you, don't let them think my hus'
! band is a murderer. He was in
his bed when it happened, l swear
it,
| why does he pretend to be q
helpless cripple when he isn't"
| Gradually the woman's sobS
subSidcd: she began to speak
more calmly. "My husband wa.
out of work, and we were ul
| nmainSt N Ono unnL un HADN'T