The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1937-05-10
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and mother tried to keep the
newspapers from me. But saw
them, of course. And when ! read
the awful accusations against ia
Their, / would forget TO ia moment
who he was, and | would shudder
with hatred, too"
Absently she traced the outline
of the lace in the nightgown she
held in her lap. -.
Father and this Mr.. Jordan"
she went on, "were such close
friends. He was as devoted to
him as ! am to Mr.. Hendry. Or
rather, as Bob is to Mr.. Hendry.
Father was young, and Mr.. Jor-
dan, as his employer, gave him
unlimited opportunity. He trusted
him with every dollar that passed
through the company, and father
would have died himself before
betraying his confidence. He
could never have done-what they
said" ,
"He could never have quarfeled
with him."
Joan shook her head. 81 don't
think he ever did. But if there
was some little disagreement
remember someone testified to
that-they would not have argued
in bad feeling. Bob and Mr.. Hen
dry often disagree over certain
matters - they argued over this
matter of buying the Bella Terra
mine from Mr.. Norton-but there
is no bitterness in the argument.
Perhaps dad and Mr.. Jordan argu-
ed that morning--but that COULDN'T
prove he-he-"
"Shot him?"
Tears sprung into Joan's eyes
"Shot him." she whispered, in.
the - back - On, Dorothy, can't
YOU believe my father never dld
that? Can't anybody believe it"'
Joan jumped to her feet, crying
a little Historically.
There were tears in Dorothy's
ewes, too, as she got up and put
her arms about Joan's shoulders.
~ do believe it, Joan, dear. l
can't tell you why do, but ! be-
lieve in your father just as ! be-
lieve in you. We can't make a
Jury believe, but if we know our
selves, don't you suppose between
us, we could find out something.
They sat down on the bed to-
gether. Hopelessly, Joan shook
her head. ,o, 10
Glow could we, Dorothy" she
cried despairingly. "How could we
do it, without money, now, when
nobody else would-ten years
ago." 49, ,so,
Dorothy sighed. 81 don't know;
Somehow it just seems to me tha'
if YOU believe in someone so truly
so positively-you must be apls
to impress your certainty up0r
my mother believed in him
"Of course. But your mothe,
WAS probably so terrified, so be-
w wild at the time. that hei
strength deserted her." 80
loan nodded. "Mother was Ill
I remember. That was anothel
circumstance"
GLOW" nn =,
well as murder. Whoever kllleo
,Mr Jordan did it for several thou'
sand dollars which happened to bt
masS;no through the office thai
5ay NV father was supposed &c
he the only one who knew OF tnt
, Nc new And my mother had just
"nJercone a critical operation
E En owed more than a thou
I'D dollars to the doctors and tc
the hospital"
norotbv's eyes were bright a:
,hd listened. at sounds" she said
sue s,ant;vaIv "as if an ugly Fate
had pierced the whole case TO-
gether." oo.,u tbatn loan
= ore a listlessly. Everything
Worked together that WAYS /,
couldn't escape it. l guess you
can't fight Fate" n,.,,, snort.
rW', CON fight anything"
ed. e.. iUu moment, she asked:
"With whose gun ""' viz
shot %y;+b his own gun-and ), ia
w it si;reerprints were on It,"
theirs erI : ;iih hs explain how they got
there?" The gun was al
y, - Mr., Jordan's' desk, IN tne
ways III For some peculiar
top o Gia thev slipped the sales re-
P fatber would pick it up up , anu si Il
the previous days report rep I'll, u over it,
fIe ffingerprints were az Dr., T't there re-.
So were Mr.. Jopo"'' o
we're we no others" rood criminal
knows knows 0e ANYBODY who reads muir rsaf
prints: ,t a ar;ss could tell you tnat :
Did your father .l have an mystery aser
That's part OF every
too" wanly. 81 wish