The Waterbury Democrat., 1939-08-29
SERIAL STORT
 Murder on the Boardwalk BY sNoR. M cowAM s. ANS STONE

thought. These two are working together.
 q hope, Miss Christine" Jaspar went on, that you haven't just left those papers lying around or that you're not carrying them about with you?"
 So that was what they wanted to know W neither or not she had the bonds here-now 7. "Some- one," the inspector had said. "who knew he could get them from you as easily as he left them"
 Christine said steadily, T turned the bonds over to Inspector Par sons the first thing this morning, and told him where I found them. And, Jaspar, it seems to me that you are the one who = just left them around. How did you know where my room was, and how did you get in?"
 That was the simplest part of it, Miss Christine. You see, not. be- ing able to meet you myself at the train, I asked MT. Chandra, who has been in Mrs. Talbot's confi- dence for for years, to make certain where you went. And at the hotel, all I had to do was to find one of the maids who used to work under me at your cousins home. I told her I had been sent with a parcel for you, and she admitted me to your room without question. Mrs. Talbert had made me promise, Miss Christine, that if anything happened to her before she saw you, I would make cer- tain that you had the securities. !"
 "But my cousin was killed last night. You put those papers there the afternoon before. Nothing had happened to her then"
 T beg your pardon, Miss Chris tine something had happened. She had disappeared. hoped" Jas- par was going on anxiously, that I might be able to get help to Mrs. Talbert before - before it was too late; and I had to get the papers to you the best way could'.'
 T should think the bank was the place for them"
 "Yes, Miss Christine" Jaspar agreed uncomfortab1y But - of course you couldn't know this-for some time Mrs. Talbert had been growing more and more well, strange, about things like that. She insisted that you must have them in your own hands"
 But if you knew she. was in danger, why didn't you go to the police?"
 Because that was another thing Mrs. Talbert had made me prom ise. You see, Miss Christine, she had been expecting something like this for a long time. Perhaps you wouldn't remember, but almost 12 years ago, her only nephew was kidnapped in much the same way"
 Mrs. Talbert paid sweet ran- son." Inspector Parsons had said, but the boy was never found"
 And Mrs. Talberl wouldn't have the police called then, either Jaspar finished.
 Why should she expect to be abducted?"
 Well, Miss Christine, lately she's had - threatening letters just as the family did before MT Earl was taken"
 And who, Christine thought, would be in a better position than you to see that those letters were safely delivered?
 For a moment she hesitated for words. Then she went on, feeling her way carefully, Then why didn't you leave a note with the troublesome explanation?"
 Before the butler could answer, a sharp knock sounded on the outer door. Jascpar and the me- dium exchanged startled glances. Then with a reassuring gesture Chandra went out into the hall.
 Christine had never expected to be gladdened by the sight of Inspec- tor Parsons; but when he came briskly into the room, she could | have fallen on his neck. Behind him | were Bill Yardley-his eyes seeking | her out with kind of angry re- lief-Mr. Wilmet, and, sobbing mis- | erably into her handkerchief, the l girl Lucille In the hall beyond, | Christine saw several uniformed i figures.