Evening Star Newspaper, March 7, 1931, Page 5

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OU will—so I'li tell you—I might as well,” said Betty. jhe and Evan Ross were at the Fantomas Club—they must have had a late dinner, alone, T think, because there were still coffee cups on their table. This was an hour and a half ago, I should think—we t to the Fantomas earlier than if wi the theater. Tack came in, alone, as tight as a mink and made a scene. He tried to make Martha go on with him, and he was all ready to beat Evan up. .but he didn't for some reason—I think Martin said something to him. Anyway. he went off, and Martha and Evan left. ‘They must have come on here. It was stupid there—we thought it might be more fun here.” “I see,” said Peter. And a few min- utes later he excused himself and went e. And now, here he was, on the roof, with the sky over Long Island getting brighter every mmute and enough light already to see Charley, chewing on his dead, rank cigar, and the other police- man standing around, bored and indif- forent, ' while, inside, Connolly and Barclay were tormenting . Martha, he supposed, ‘with their questions. Mar- tha—! He caught his breath. Just a few Thours ago he'd been farious with her, ready. to put her ouf of his life for good and all, because sl 'd broken a ddte with him! Ahd now—well, noth- ing mattered, except that-she was in trouble, and he loved her. He didn't| care what she'd done, to him or any | one else. | He heard the elevator coming up. A short, important-looking little man, carrying a black bag, stepped out on the Toof. “Well—well!” he said. “What's the trouble now, eh—what's the trouble here? hootin’ case, doc,” said Charley. “Wait a second—the chief’s inside with the D. A., giving the widow the once- over. 1 guess they'll want you to take 2 look at the stiff right away. Wait till I ask them.” Charley went to 'the door and rani the bell and Peter saw Connolly, fram in the light of the open doorway, for & moment. Charley turned. “All right, dacflf' he said. “Go on in do your. stuff.” ‘ngonnoylry came out, after a moment. nooded, pleasantly, with his agree- , insincere ®smile, as he ‘e shan't keep you much longer, no' r. Wayne,” he said. “Mr. Bar- clay's nearly through with Mrs. ‘Thayer.” Hz rang the elevator bell, and, when the car came up, took Axel, the opera- tor, aside; Charley, at & beckoning sig- nal from the Inspector, joined them, and Peter could see, rather than hear, that the two policemen were question- the boy. Connolly nodded, finally, as if he were satisfied, and Axel went back to his car and ran it down. Then Connolly came over and sat down on the parapet beside Peter. % “This is all a new experience for you, Mr. Wayne,” he said. “At least, that's what I'm fl}l:kfi!l." lfle lkélzld w’g t used to it, worse lu gly, %nn are always haj ing in this town. You knew Mr. and Mrs. ‘well, I suppose?” “Very well, indeed,” said Peter, on his ; somehow he preferred Charley’s insolence, his brutality, to Cos y's Celtic suavity. in ) college with Mr. Thayer, ye: “So—s0,” said Connolly. Mr. Wayne—did you see Mr. or Mrs. Thayer earlier this evening? “I saw Mrs. Thayer—yes.” - “But not Mr. Thayer? They weren't o I saw Mrs. Thayer, between 1, I should say, at Paul San- born’s. “You talked to her?” “You don’t know who she was with?” “Yes, I do, as it happens,” said Peter, half puzzied, by the way . - He was made realized, now, was an exami- nation. “She was with a man called Ross—Evan Ross. “I see. A friend of yours?” i “I know him, if that's what you mean.” “Mr. Wayne—" Connolly’s voice, all at once, was crisp and decisive. “Do you know an; of a quarrel between Mr. and Mrs. yer and this man | Ross earlier tonight—at the Fantomas ib?’ “I heard about it.” said Peter, re- Juctantly. “I wasn't there. I have no personal knowledge of it.” “Do you know what terms Mr. and| Mrs, Thayer were on?” Peter hesitated. “They were friendly,” he said. “Sure of that, are you? Don’t you know that they quarreled a good deal?” “Not any more than most married people, I think, Inspector,” said Peter. “Wasn't Mr. Thayer of o “I pever discussed the matter with ‘him—naturally.” Connolly shook his head. “No need to high-hat me, Mr. Wayne,” he said. “I'm not trying to trip you up. I want to get the facts, that's all” Again his voice changed; | he had the natural oratorical gift that | seems to be an Irish heritage. “Mr. | Wayne,” he said, solemnly, “there’s| been ‘murder done on this roof this night, and its a black thing, murder.| Its my duty to do all I can to bring| Whoever did it to justice.” | “You know, then, that it was mur- | der? You're ‘sure Mr. Thayer didn’t| kill himself?” | ‘What makes you ask that?” Connolly pounced on the implication of that uestion. “Did he ever strike you like the sort of man to kill himsel{—did he & talk to you about taking his own| e? “Wel Peter spoke reluctantly | again. “Yes, as a matter of fact, he| did, once. We were out here and he| was looking down to the streei, and he mg}e of how easy it would be mp.” | n idea comes to most of us, I| Connolly, “at one time or another. What would have put it in that poor lad’s mind, I wonder, now? But——" His voice was deeper, more solemn than ever. jut he didn't make away with himself, Mr. Wayne. Wi searched the house and the roof— been over every inch of it myself. there’s no sign of anything like a gun.” | “I see,” said Peter, “That seems to settle that, “It does that, Mr. Wayne,” said Con- nolly. ‘And ‘T'll tell you something more. We've searched in the street | below, the lenpgth of the wohle block, | and in the back, and on the roofs on| either side. And still we've found no| gun, s0 we know it wasn't thrown from | this roof. No. It wasn't suicide.” | Peter couldn't hide the light that Jeaped up in his eyes. That—that must mean that some one who had come— and gone again—had killed Tack. For, if some one had carried away the pistol that had fired the shot, even the po-| lice couldnt believe that Martha had killed him. Connolly still, eyel him | thoughtfully. S “You were at Paul Sanborn’s be- tween 12 and 1, you say, Mr. he said. “I don't know, exactly,” | #Not late, though. I got home a unf‘ Bfter 1. “Therell be some one who knows that besides yourself?” took me up—I| remember it.” " said Connolly. #And you are home and in bed when Mrs. Thayer telephoned to you. between 3 and 47 You don’t know what ‘time 8ot L “And you don't know whether she came home alone or w] some one was with her—this Ross, for instance?” _ “No. How should J? You asked the jevator man that, 't you? Didn't sat > tell e ~ Connully ignored Peter's questions. ‘222 nodded his white head, g r was ‘¥or that matter—" growing angry again. “For that matter Mrs. Thayer must have told you her- self ™ “Perhaps she did,” said Connolly, gravely. “But you see, Mr. Wayne, in a case like this it’s better to have two answers to a question than one, and still better to ve three than .two— always assum! that they agree.” “I" see. Well, I'm sorry, bat I'm afraid I can't help you much when it ocmes to_things -that happened while I was in bed two or three miles away!™ “Just so, just so,” said Connolly, soothingly. t's nervous you are, Mr. Wayne, and small wonder, he havin been your old friend, and all. You were great friends, you and Mr. Thayer, you 11—T don't know—we were friends, sald Peter. “But he-was younger yes,’ than I in college—I've seen a good deal THE EV of him this last Winter, but T was'away from' New York for several.years before that.”™ “I see. And how long have you known Mrs. Thayer?” “Just & few months—just since I'came back to town to live.” “You've got-to know her pretty well, though?” p “Yes.” Connolly made a comical grimace. “Here's where I get the high hat again, I'm thinking!” he said. “Were you, now, just in a manner of speaking, in love with the young lady, Mr. ‘Wayne?” “No,” said Peter, flatly and at once— and felt like his most famous name- sake. “Ah, well, you'd not be telling me Iif you were, and well I know it,” said Con- nolly. “It's no matter 1INl only be asking you one more guestion for the present, Mr. Wayne. But I wish you 8 | take time to think before you answer it. Do you know of anything you can pe telling me that'll help us tp clear up this case and lead us to whoever it was killed Mr. Thayer?” (To be continued.) NING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. WYOMING WILL VOTE ON LIQUOR NEXT YEAR Acting Governor Signs Bill Calling on People to Express Selves on Prohibition. By the Assoclated Press. CHEYENNE, Wyo., March 7.—Wyo- ming voters in November, 1932, will ex- press their opinion of the Federal pro- hibition law. Acting Gov. A. M. Clark yesterday signed a resolution passéd by the Legis- lature authorizing an expression of opinion of the eighteenth amendment. “This State is a unit in representa- tive government, and I feel that the peoplesshould be heard under all rea- sonable conditions when recommended by their re'presgnques in the State Legislature,” Mr. Clark said, in ex- planation of his action. - “The resolution will permit the vot- “Do you favor repeal of the eighteenth amendment?” ‘Opponents of the resolution termed it a “futile gesture” of wets, but those favoring it said it was not a “wet” or “dry” measure, but an honest effort to sound opinion in ing on the pro- hlb!flo:,ll' -me drys and wets were behind it. Mr. Clark held a number of confer- Teso- lution. He sald a majority of those "'3' whom he talked favored the refer- endum. 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