The Daily Alaska empire Newspaper, September 28, 1929, Page 6

g ( s £y R Ae o WALLING st | % SYNOPSIS: The keyhole murder theory “blows up!” Red- o, the “ghost” whom Pell abeut to nroduce, stood out.ide the library door and 1w Pell fall dead. But Red- tlale did not choot his dearest friend by accident—no shot was fircd from the corridor—the murderer is one of the seven % -2 who watched Pell dic! Tho @ayer hated and feared Pell, 1 xton teHs his awed listeners. g- No, Laxton declares, M v wa¢ merely the tool, the mucderer was in’the b: gioand. Suddenly Laxton leaps 4! Fotherbury, aims a blow at hi: hand—a tinkle of 55 on th> * flcor—Fotherbury's | gall’ forward. Laxton picks up the vial: “Hyocene.” Dr. East- ley shouts: ‘“Hyocenc—means sudden death!” Fotherbury has made his tragic confession. Chapter 42 4 SUDDEN DEATH i Mr. Fotherbury was dead. None | of Dr. Eastley’s injections or min- | istrations was to any avail. He gave it up at last. * Laxton, who had him, said: | “We must get him out of this. Eastléey, you and I will see to it The others stay here.” . He summoned the sentry at the | #Go and tell the Mr. Fotherbury has apd is unconscious. one, Send another Fatherbury. We're going him to his room.” The man returned with the frightened Ferris. Laxton, East- ¥y and the footman carried Mr. Fotherbury away. The door closed | behind them. Redslade, Somerfield and I were left in the library. Somerfield and ¥ sat quietly down. Neither of us spoke. 'Minutes dragged by till Laxton came in, now alone. ; He took his former place and re- garded us for a few moments with a wrinkled face “A damnable evening,” said he. The words broke the spell which had paralyzed our speech. “I could kick myself! He was too quick for{ us all . . . A short way out of the maze for Fotherbury! Perhaps the best way for all of us?” He looked the question at Red- stood beside servants that had a stroke Bring back to tell your to take slade. | “Oertainly it w said Redslade, harshly. It tles everything.’ Whatever Redslade thought, forl me and Somerfield it had settled nothing. In the scene just passed Laxton had deliberately acc Fotherbury of murdering Pell, and Folhcrbury had pleaded guilty in | second |squeaked. “Fotherbury knew Pell Even in the Casino at Ostend with Mar- ling! A week before, a gambler, |ruined at the tables, had jumped into the basin off the Quai des Pechcurs. Fotherbury knew that man—but you tell them, Mr. Red- slade.” ! “I didn't know him as Fother-| bury, but I kn him as a baccarat | playe 1 he at m le that night, said Red- slade. Gosh!” Somerfield explaimed. “So as I say,” Laxton continued, u can see the whole thing shap- 1p in his wicked mind. The cide has come to life and has made a fortune in a night. Neither | Mr. Redslade nor Pell suspected him | then. They didn't connect him with | Marling. Mr. Redslade had good | luck and bad. It was good luck to leave the money in safe custody. That euchred the Dover plan— Fotherbury's plan. It was bad luck ' to have given the false names and tried to carry it off with the police at Dover, because that threw them back into Fotherbury's arms. So vou perceive that when Pell wormed out the story of Smithins, he had Fotherbury in a cleft stick.” Redslade smiled with the grim expression I had learned to look for in Cousin John. “I was only allowed one letter a month in prison,” he explained, ‘but it became plain from Pell’s letter that both Marling and Fotherbury had recognized him and feared him like the devil. But vhat they couldn't make out was hether Pell knew Fotherbury and | linked him up with Smithins and the Dover affair. But he never| He was a wame gamb- | ler, Fotherbury.” | “And even Pell's search for the abbot’s little pile didn’t put him | on to it?” Somerfield asked. “He was never quite sure that Pell knew anything about that| yarn. Pell had found him puzzling over the book and plan. Fotherbury | could make nothing of it but would | ask for no advice. Pell got hold | of the book, had a translation | made, and worked out a theory of the plan.” 1 “And dug accordingly?” “Well, he led Fotherbury on to dig close to the place mdicutm!j‘ When he was ready to help me break prison he collared the ab- bot’s book. If our affair broke | down, then Fotherbury's chanece of a clew to the secret would be gone ~we didn’t mean him to have any of the stuff if it existed. When we struck it that night, while Lax- ton and Grenofen were watehing, in a kind of rough stone cache where it had been concealed in a hurry—' “We I exclaimed. “Was Pell] the most convincing way open to him before,” Somerfield said, breaking! & silence of several moments. “And what's happened now gets me to guessing harder than ever, profes- “That so?” Laxton asked ki - thought that, when I asked Mr. “This business had me P_nr-c.simzl with you then?” (Copyrigkt, 1929, Wm. Morrow Co.) Veronica and Tom find fulfil- ment of their promised happi- ness—in Monday’s installment. e ——————— NOTICE New Location New Name Mrs. K. Hooker's “Forget-Me-Not. pla baccarat | | Grenofen to send that message t0}qaq Room” will remove to the Mr. Redslade, you saw through it.|pice and Ahlers' Building, opposite I said there was somebody in the|necRinnon Apartments, about O~ background behind Marling — N0 |toher 1st. Thereafter her place will question of that. Tl tell you how |pe known as “THE COFFEE 1 got at him.” SHOP." , And Laxton told us—in a series R . urrips: GOODIE SALE From the first hint of a connec- tion between Pell and the escnpedl The Lutheran Ladies’ Aid Society prisoner, to his glimpse of a rough- | Wi Jooking customer with a black bag |tember 28th at GARNICK’S GRO- in the Woodcot lane .. . CERY. —adv. From the puzzle of that midnight | —— digging to Fotherbury’s anxiety over the book . . . From the manifest absurdity of the theory of Roman remains to the conviction that Fotherbury knew it was absurd and that it cloaked some other design.'. . From his own ‘advénture in the corridor &t Newplace to the cer- tainty that his assailant knew the house like a book, and therefore his first suspicion about the iden- tity of the escaped prisoner. “Then,” 1 intertupted, “almost as soon as Pell was killed you had Fotherbury and Redslade and some link between them in your mind?" o . «Only as shadows,” Laxton said, oil Bué‘ner‘ Slil‘Vlce a «till the Seabroke-Grenofen-Red- peciaity glade combination put me on the Estimates Given—Work firm trail. I knew that Pell was Guaranteed not shot by his ‘ghost’ because the ghost was working hand in glove with Pell. I knew Marling for a fraud. So I had the Dgver affair{ jooked into. It had taken place tmmediately after the sale of New- place by Smithins to Fotherbury.” “we couldn’t quite see, when we got that letter from you what had put you on to Ostend,” I inter- d. CALL THE Juneau Plumber D. M. GRANT At Newman-Geyer PHONE 154 PIG’N WHISTLE Candies “None Better” POLLY AND HER PALS KEEP ¥er HanNDsE—||[| oTEN UP AN’ YER | | ™IS MOUT' SHUT OR ME AN’ DE RATLL WHAT CAN 5 PAW NEVER DIDF BE KEEPING S HAVE NO \DEA FA* HE &G OF TIME, RILLY! PROMISED EHELL LIKELY N 0 RELRE S B GoE MINUTES HOUSE, CHIER BEFORE THE REST OF THE GANG, ESCAPES! STICK 'EM UP, GIRLS! STIFF.' . e NI @?. %’ i 1Pg\. < LUXURY HUSBAND Y Mavysie Greig A The story of Ray Lowther, who refused to live in ease and comfort on his wife’s millions and demanded his right to achieve success, fame and wealth for himself. GAY, sparkling romance of youth! The barrier of Barbara’s rich- es rose immediately after they were married, forced them apart, condemned them to trav- el lonely paths in a desperate effort to find happiness. But Barbara’s yearning for the man she loved could not be satisfied by the glamorous life of her wealthy set. She met, in- stead, disillusion and heart- aches, which money could not soothe. While Ray, the acclaim of New York ringing in his ears, found. himself frantically long- ing for Barbara---whom he be- lieved hopelessly lost. A realistic romance, throb- bing with pathos, brought to a happy, stirring climax. , “Just circumstantial things. 1 le a report on the suicide of Red- In the end, what we unearthed at Ostend settled Laxton’s last doubt ehmt the personality of the fugi- tive. (. Hovering between two theories of the murder of Pell—a Marling theo- o and a Fotherbury theory—he zesolved to take a short cut and gall in the only man in a position to settle the question, Redslade. " Redsiade was able to fill the Blanks by telling the story of 's life after his release from BOXES—in half-pounds to five pounds. BULK—in Creams, Nut Tops, Chews and Chips. Juneau Drug Company Free Delivery Phone 33 Post Office Substation No. 1 MONDAY SEPTEMBER The Daily Alaska Empire "3 M.