The Detroit tribune. (Detroit, Mich.) 1935-1966, 1941-05-24

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from the hall door back 10 the
desk. Brooks slate gray eyes never
left the men.
A bell rang somewhere in the
house. whether telephone or door
neither Barry or Dale were able
10 tell Brooks however did not
move from his position near tho
hall door.
Again the bell rang-then anoth-
er long and loud.
With an inaudibls exclamation
Brooks left the library.
Promptly Dale turned 10 Barry.
For the love OF heaven get 20
that door Barry he whispered. and
keep your ear close TO the crack OF
II and let me know when you hear
the returning footsteps OF the
frozen image"
swiftly Dale moved over 10 the
fireplace. pushed the end iron
aside. reached his hand down under
meath the logs. With cry OF
triumph he held up soiled mans
Handkerchief. II Was blood stained
and the initials p. d. was worked
in q nodernistic designed in one
corner.
Its breaking Barry" Dale whisp-
cred glesfuIly. the case Is break
ing"
a feeling OF gladness came over
Barry. THANK the Lord he
murmured back as he pressed his
ear closer TO the door. There were
no signs OF Brookss footsteps.
Hastily putting the endirons back
in place Dale then went swiftly
/ over 10 the desk. lie lifted the blot
ter. but only the smooth top OF the
desk met his gaze. lie quickly.
breathlsssly opened the desk draw
ers. but what he sought wasn't
there.
A baffled look covered his face
What is it Dale-what are you
liking for
"A letter. Barry-just a shcrt
typewriter note"
Dale stood thinking Barry
said
Try the books on his desk there.
Most people leave notes or letters
! in their books.
Hurridly Dale picked Mp the
books, looked them OVERHEAD them
aside. The last volume was thick
one with deep red cover. a book
( mark peeped from the top edges.
A tiny celluloid marker OF dark
blue with the letters. Wallberg
and Dean Architects, in gold. Dale
opened the book gave il tho same
treatment he had given the 9TH
ers-Twice he thumbed thru it. so
he started TO close the hook a thin
envelop fell TO the desk.
Breathing heavily Dale took q
letter from the envelop--
Barry waited, his eyes fixed on
Dale
Then Dale with a disappointed
sigh said no good Barry-just a
business letter OF some sort
haven't time TO read il now" he
put the letter back in the enyelop-
Then Barry called softly quick
Dale. has coming.
Dale just had time to place the
books back and assume a bored air
when Brooks came putting into the
room
He looked keenly At the two men.
but Barry was standing in the
middle OF the room. his hands
deep in his pockets. while Dale had
moved over 20 the front window
and was saying to Barry. nice
view from this window Barry--a
person could see anyone entering
the gates from here"
Yes Barry answered. but It
can't top the view from thess
french doors Must BE quite cool
here In the summer-these doors
opening onto the terrace. can al
most smell the green shrubbery. ="
Brooks eyes blinked a. he gave
them a hard stare.
Later they interviewed Carrie
and Mrs. Hassen.
Carries attitude was one OF re-
sentiment.
I'm certainly getting tired OF
answering the same questions over
and over" she gave Dale and Bar
ry peeyish glare.
Perhaps II you gave some new
answers these interviews wouldn't
bore YOU" Dale told her guilessly.
Carries usually pale face turned
faint pink IL don't know what
you're talking about-Ive told all
/ know"
Have you" Dale's eyes bore in
to hers
Il won't stay here to be insult
ed by the likes OF you" and she
marched with afforded dignity from
the room.
Well don't mind your cues
tons" Mrs. Hansen. the cook as
sured them. Fire away" she
laughed.
In the green house they found the
two gardeners. Terry Brill and sam
Carter.
II was evident that sam Carter the
gardner. Dale and Barry had en-
countcred when they entered the
Wallherg estate an hour before,
had hurried TO tell Terry Brill. the
head gardner that the Negro lawyer
and his friend were shopping
around for Terry looked askance
at them when Dale and Barry
walked over to speak to them.
You have a large estate TO care
for-must be lots OF work"
Yeah" Terry's pale blue eyes
were turned on the two Negroes.
Did Mrs. Wallberg send you here"
his tone was insolent.
Quietly Dale looked him over.
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