The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1940-06-07
CHAPTER NINETEEN

long before the hour Of her sp-
pointment with Vic. II seemed
that time had never gone so
slowly. Her father had gone out
to a meeting after dinner. and
she was alone in the house except
for Hilda and Clyde who were GO
ing about their own affairs in
their own rooms.
Read Papers
She read the evening papers,
which were still full Of the Bryce
murder case. Although there were
columns about it, and many photo
graphs, including her own in one
of the papers fighting her fathers
candidacy, there was no new in
formation.
Chief James was promising ar
rests within "a hours and there
was a strong statement from
District Attorney Roland Beatty,
denouncing the crime as a vicious
attack of "subversive forces OPP
posed TO clean, honest govern
ment," and promising the full
facilities of his department in
tracking DOWN the "dastardly
criminals"
A few months ago before she
had become interested in politics
and had learned that statements
by public officials often must be
taken with reservations, she would
have admired the attitude of the
police and district attorney and
felt secure in the belief that the
city and county were in safe
hands, so long as they were in
control.
Knew Better
Now, she knew better, and the
flamboyant statements merely
brought a bitter smile to her lips
as she tossed the papers aside.
Impatient for her meeting with
Waring. at $50 she put on her
hat and got her purse from the
front hallway table. Opening it |
to make sure she had everything
she needed, her hand encountered /
ring. Curiously, she took it out
and examined it.
1t was the Clover Ring, Some
how, it had been put back in her
purse. She hurriedly checked over
in her mind the places she had
been that day.
She had been downtown, visited |
several stores as she had some
shopping to do. She had been to |
the hairdressers to have her wave
set, and then before starting home,
she had stopped in at her fathers
headquarters for few minutes.
Dan There
Dan had been there, and so had |
her father. She had talked with |
both of them, and read over a new
campaign circular her father
planned to send out by mail. Then
she had come directly home.
Her purse hadn't been out of
her hands in the stores, but it had
been at the beauty shop and at
her fathers office. If anyone had
slipped the ring into the bag, it
was one of those two places.
Remembering what Waring had
said about the leaves unscrewing
from the solid base Of the ring.
she tried to turn them. They
wouldn't bulge, and so far as she
could see there was no space be-
tween the leaf and the base which
would indicate that it was sup
posed to turn. She went to the
kitchen tool kit and found a small .
pair of pliers and tried them on
the leaves. They didn't move.
Either Mrs. Frankau had been
wrong in the information she had
given Bryce, or else this wasn't a
ring that had belonged to men,
Der of the Glover Leaf gang.
She had been waiting but a few
minutes at the corner of Crescent |
Heights and Crandall when War
ings car came along. He nodded |
to her, and she swung in behind /
his car as he speeded up. He took
a roundabout route for nearly Is .
minutes, circling about the district.
Finally he stopped, and Madge,
locking her car. ran and climbed
into his roadster.
Il wanted to be sure we weren't /
being followed" Waring said, as
he greeted her.
1t was beautiful night. and