The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1941-10-28
MURDER
I'm PARADISE
Continued From Page SIX
By Marguerite 6ahoson

70 20. 7 remember she said 10 him.
What are you trying 10 do. play
one against the other Herb
laughed and asked her II she was
Jealous and Msrgie certainly didn't
think that was funny
The rest OF the crowd at the
table nodded IN agreement Then
Jsanie came back. she continued,
and Herb asked her II she could
that would be this morning,
be ready by 10 o'clock. Why,
wouldn't it? jeanne looked bit
surprised. and before she could
answer Margie told her off.
u hope you won't think I'm
rude. dear she said in that drawl-
ing tone she uses when she wants
10 impress Us. but | sort of want
Herbert all 10 myself tomorrow
Jeanne got white. and Herb be-
came simply furious. I'd never
seen him really mad before, but
he was mad then and he and
Margie said some nasty things to
each other and jeanne stood q
moment Just looking at them.
Then she went away. She never
said a word, but she didn't look
like herself. and of course she
knew everyone had heard what
they had said"
And everyone had heard what
the tanned, leggy thing had said,
too, I decided, looking around thu
room.
Miss Millie1l put the clamps on
her tighter than ever after this
one of the boys said.
Say, maybe the old womans
breaking down." another of the
girls added. Dick and ! were
coming home last night about IL
and 10 and behold, who do We
see but Miss Mile walking along
the road toward home. In that
long black skirt she looked like a
witch"
IF you saw all that on Pine
road, then Dick must be losing
his technique" someone else said.
and the whole group burst into
laughter.
~ -
that served as bar / noticed that
Chris Gordon, the hotel owner,
wasn't smiling. / suppose he got
rather tired of summer romances
and these flip young things who
either roared up and down the
quiet roads or parked in the
shadows. He probably wasn't any
too pleased either about the muir
der of one of his guests. He ad-
vertised the inn as being quiet and
restful and murder wouldn't do
that ad any good.
l picked up the letters and re-
membered we needed stamps. I
went up to him and while he was
picking them from the cigar box
under the desk ] asked him how
Miss Dixon was feeling. 1T must
have been a decided shock 10 her"
I said. 1T was 10 me and I didn't
even know the man."
you and your mother found
him, didn't you" he asked, and
l noticed that despite his calmness
he was having a time picking
those sticky bits of paper apart
as he counted them out.
Yes" I said, and then. "There'll
be an inquest, I suppose? Motives,
cause Of death, suspects. elews-"
Guess the police haven't much
10 go on" He gave me the stamps
and fished around for change.
oh, things always turn up"
said. Once they learn about the
mani mean his background
why, the police usually get lead"
sounded very SNUG and know
ing. II mean in other murders
that's the way it works out. They
always find clews - insignificant
things We wouldn't bother with"
He didn't seem disposed TO talk
and he still hadn't answered my
question about Margie Dixon.
suppose he had been pestered by
dozens already today and I felt
little ashamed al my own dis
play Of curiosity. Maudie herself
couldn't have been more nosey.
thought. going back to the cot
tage. but I didn't have long 10
consider my own reactions because
when ] arrived I found Maudis
giving an interview 10 a young
man. She was telling him all
about her discovery of Herbert
Cords body.
10 be continued)