The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1940-04-10
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By Ann Demaresf,

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| came In my apartment and
l opened the window to listen.
Then he called Norton and the
three Of us stood there with our
heads out Of the window trying
to figure out what it was.
TITS a motor running some.
where" Norton said suddenly,
pulling his head in. whats in
the rear Of the yard-the garage?"
Mr.. Kimball nodded.
Norton turned to him. "You'd
better come with me-" he said in
a queer voice. There's a car out
there with the engine running"
Mr.. Kimball raised his tired
eyes to me. "How long have you
been hearing it, Miss Howarth?"
/ shook my head. ''It may have
been ten minutes or half an hour,
don't know"
For a moment the two men
stared at each other.
"Quick!" Norton said, and they
were out Of the room and down
the stairs before I realized it.
From the window I could see
them as they crossed the path,
but in the darkness I couldn't
see the garage. / stood there about
five minutes, guess, and still they
didn't come back. So, slipping on
my coat, I ran downstairs, lshi
was just leaving the shop and !
begged him to find out what was
the matter. -
He seemed to be gone hours,
and he came in looking shaken,
but finally the shop door opened
and for once he wasn't smiling.
He just stared at me.
'Ishi. what is it," I gasped.~-
'Miss Howarth." he said. sWal-
lowing with great difficulty. "In
the garage-there is a mani be-
lieve he is dead"
UnintelIigibIe
IMYTHROAT was dry. l couldn't
lNI say word. / sat down in
chair and thought wildly that at
the rate it kept up, in another
day all of us would be dead.
Ishi stood before me, showing
no emotion except that his eyes
were bright and fearful. He was
muttering som ething that ]
couldn't understand.
tried to be calm. "Who is the
MANI"
81 did not stay to see. The body
was lying in the car" he said
stiffly. at is a man. That Is all
that ! know. The detective told
me to get the hell out" he added
gravely. Then he looked at me.
bland, inScrutable look. 81 pre-
sumo you already know every
thing concerning it." he said. and
walked through the shop to one
of the rooms in the back of the
house.
| stared after him stupidity.
felt as though l were dreaming.
Ishi had said, Il presume you al
ready know everything concern
ing it."
Concerning what? The dead
man in the garage? | rubbed my
forehead. 1t was unintelligible.
Then Norton burst into the shop
and made for the telephone. And
once again Sergeant Long was
summoned to 10 George Street,
crept out Of the chair. ''There
will be another of those awful in
vestigations," l thought.
If the Sergeant wanted me he
could call l wasn't going to be
around waiting for him. So
walked unsteadily towards the
doorway Norton. who had Just
finished telephoning, called after
me, DO you know where Mr..
Kolff is?" ~-, --. - 80.
My heart stopped, tried to turn
around. Could it be Dirck in the
garage?
He'd left me without a word as
to where he was going and he
hadn't taken the car. Was it still
outside of the house?
l shook my head. SIS it is
it ?" But before | could gasp
out my question Norton had
slammed the outside door of the
shop and was on his way back
to the garage. ! wanted to look
out of the window for Dirck's car.
but there were policemen on the
sidewalk. so went upstairs and
knocked on the door of the front
apartment.
must have been pale because
Adrianne Wells, when she opened
the door. looked at me queerly.
as there anything the matter?"
she asked.
tried to explain. And then
went to the window. Dirck'S yell
low roadster was still in front
of the house. And my mind be-
came perfectly clear again. With
his car there it seemed unlikely
that he'd have gone into the
garage.
Adrianne Wells offered me a
cigarette and I accepted it. When
she lighted the match was
shocked at the change in her. She
was gray and haggard from lack
Of sleeper from worry. Her
purple silk pajamas were very
unbecoming. I kept wondering for
no reason at all why she wore
such a trying color.
where is Mary Ann?" asked.
And the girl told me she was
spending the night with the Fifty
seventh Street aunt.
off you're lonely" I suggested,
why don't you come to my apart
ment? I'd be glad to have you"
She shook her head. mo,
thanks. I'm not lonely, or afraid"
And I believed her. There was
obviously something on her mind,
but it wasn't fear. ,.-e>,
Continued tomorrow 40 %
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