The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1937-10-19

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tant piece of evidence in the
whole case, which she had COM
pletely forgotten until this min
ute. E.
The dumbwaiter.
She had heard it descending
slowly; passing the level Of her
own kitchen and continuing down
TO the basement. That was how
the murderer had left the house.
II was all so clear now.
Mrs. Downey had heard HIM
running down the stairs from the
roof. He had reached the second
floor. entered, Apartment "a.
And from there he had taken the
dumbwaiter while Cilly
stood in her kitchen. listening TO
il, too stunned to realize what 1t
might mean.
He must have slipped out
through the basement, through
some window at the 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 abb.
Fourteenth street. g.. . Pennsyl-
vania station.
Cilly got off the train and flew
up the stairs. The Cannon build
ing was just around the corner.
The lobby was empty. Usually
4 night elevator man remained on
duty. Yes, one of the ears
was coming down. Casey, the
night man, stepped out.
Hello, Miss Pierce" he cX-
claimed. "'Tis a queer time 70 be
coming to work now, isn't it,"
Cilly dragged him back into the
car. Hurry. Casey she cried,
I've got TO get upstairs. Did
YOU Just take someone up?'
Just this minute, ma-am. A
young gentleman, it was, saying
ne wanted 10 go to your office.
He had the kay and all. -
WAS he alOne?"
Sure, he was. Not another
souls been in the building since
10 o'clock" He brought the ele-
vator to stop at her floor.
do something for me, will you,
Casey" Cilly begged huriedly as
she stepped out. go downstairs
and get policeman-juSt as
quick as you can . . something
terrible may happen. -
CaSey's eyes widened. Sure,
miss. Can't | do something"
"No, Casey, no thanks. Get a
policcman--get two of them-but
hurry"
She ran down the corridor,
turned Il corner, passed her own
office, and continued on to Ames
& Wakefield. She noticed the
light shining through the transom.
Jim was there, alone. and she was
in time,
BreathlesS, she opened the door.
jim wastrying to pick out Amy's
desk, according TO the position
Cilly had described. He spun
around TO face her.
"Cilly! Cilly, darling, what's
the trouble?"
Jim, I know who did it! He
listened, jim, he listened at my
window while YOU wcure telling
me about it. He'll be here any
minute, | know it. He won't let
you get hold of that evidence.
Jim. he'll kill you"
jim reached out. put his arms
on her shoulders.
"Cilly, darling, calm down a
bit. You say you know who did
It.
There was a sound, q sort of
scuffling, out in the corridor,
evidently. jim ran TO the door,
opened it a few inches and snap
ped the lock. so that the door
could not be opened from the
corridor.
There" he assured her, were
safe for the moment. Cilly, tell
me, who is it? Who is it? If /
could only get my two hands on
him.
"What do you think you'd do.
my hero?"
simultaneously, Cilly and Jim
whirled 20 face this new voice.
The door of Harvey AmcS' pri-
waite office was open; Harry
HutchinS stood on the threshold,
covering them both with gun.
There was the same old cock
sure smile on his lips, but his
hand never wavered as it leveled
the revolver at them.
MY dear Priscilla" he gloated,
nothing YOU have ever done has
pleased me more. Now have the
two of you here together. the
only two people in the world who
stand in my way. g.. :"
Cilly thought of Lots wife,
changed to a pillar of salt as she
turned to look back. In her case,
however. she had become a col
umn of solid ice the moment she
turned to see Harry Hutchlns.
But Jim was all fire now-all
fire and fury. He sprang for
ward. needless of the gun. Cilly
heard the safety catch click. Only
a second now
She shut her eyes, afraid to see
jim go down before her then
she heard the shot, intermingled
curiouSly with the sound of crash
ing glass. -.
Ito be concluded)
NAVY MoDESTY TRIUMPHANT