Evening Star Newspaper, September 22, 1936, Page 29

INSTALLMENT XI thougn they were cnly slightly 4 HE studio manager was happy to ser Riley Blackwood, al- * mended for dyeing curtains. acquainted. “What can I do for you, old man?” he asked familiar- iy. “Like to take a turn on the air.” “‘This is the Oil of Wintergreen program, with Lotta Wintergreen,' " s2id Riley Blackwood. * ‘Mothers, here's a tip for you. Oil of Winter- green can be had in 14 assorted flavors, including raspberry and orange, and is particularly recom- It—"" The studio manager smiled. “I know, I know,” he interrupted sadly. “What do you know about Percy Jones?” asked Blackwood. “He hasn't showed up yet.” executive spread his hands detective waiting for him.” “1 see!” Blackwood looked across The the cluttered chamber to where a | group of privileged spectators were seated. “Oh, it's Nethersole,” he said. He stared across the room until he caught the detective sergeant’s eye, then motioned him outside. sole obeyed the summons nervously. “I'm almost scared to talk with you, Mr. Blackwood,” grinned the big de- tective. “Dallas gave me hell for let- ting you in last night.” “He was courteous enough to me today.” said Blackwood. “He'd found something at Percy's rooms that pleased him proud of himself. think.” “Yeah?” Sergt. Nethersole was cautious. Some letters, I Nether- | He was feeling pretty | view. A lot of protection those babies were to anybody! A light burned in the lobby, lan- terned behind red glass. The eleva- | tors were on either side. Beneath the | light a door was smugly closed. It | revealed no purpose on its panels, but was obviously an entrance to a | passage leading to the rear. Black- | wood tried it gently. The door was ["not locked. | The tunnel behind it was even darker than he had imagined. On an impulse, he entered into blackness and brought up safely be- fore another door. It opened without | difficulty, and he stepped out into a ’brick-puved courtyard. As for Percy, he reflected, he would find him if it were the last thing he “There’ss did on earth. He dined with Widdowson, his friend, who was the proprietor of the large Hotel Granada, in the Loop, and | entertained that tavernkeeper with a ?hflarlous account of the entire ad- venture, | *“One of these days,” said Widdow- son, “you’ll let in somebody just a little smarter than yourself; and I'll be carrying the northeast corner of your coffin.” He helped himself to celery. “What do you think of the young lady's suggestion that Percy may be in the lake?; “You don’t know what they were?” | “Honest, I don't.” “Tell me one thing, Nethersole. hasn't found Percy vet, has he?” “Not that I know of. That's straight, Mr. Blackwood! I'd hardly be here. would I if he had?” “Perhaps not,” admitted Blackwood. *Silly question—what? But you might be looking for a redhead.” He “I'm not finding any,” said Nether- sole “None here last night?” “Well, yes—a couple. Don't say I raid so. They were on the program, though. This manager—Vardon— doesn’'t know anything about the au- dience. He didmt notice anybody leave with Percy. That's what he says, anyway.” Blackwod sighed. “Two more, eh?” he commented wearily. “Both profes- sionals. Who are they, Nethersole>” “Fay Rood and Marta Wilson are | their names.” Nethersole spoke reluc- tantly, but he was fond of Blackwood and didn't like to turn him down “Hmph!” Mr. Blackwood made a regal gesture. “Well, you can have ‘em, Nethersole. Life’s too short to round up all the redheads.” There was little to be gained, he re- flected, by hanging around the studio. | ‘With the police in charge, there was small hope of any individual triumph. And, anyway, He doubted that there was anything important being con- cealed at this point of the trail. Besides, he had other fish to fry. | | | ‘There was still the matter of Zelda | Lansing and the Hindu to look into. It promised better than anything the studio could offer. He was grateful to his hotel proprie- tor friend, Tony Widdowson, for his suggestion about Zelda. The suspicion piling up against that young woman was considerable. Why, unless she were desperately afraid, had she dodged & meeting with him? Why had she suggested, or countenanced, the ridiculous falsehood at the Hindu's | flat—the statement that he was alone, that nobody had been there. How good was her own alibi, for that matter? There was Janice Hume's party, to be sure, but who could be certain she had not left it o for 10 minutes and descended to an- | other apartment? Any one of them there might have vanished for a time and no one have been any the wiser. He determined to ask Janice Hume some leading questions In a short time he was getting out of a cab again at the doors of the tall building at 1140 Lake Shore drive. He had dined late with Widdowson, and the subsequent visit to the studio had taken time. It was now close to 10 o'clock. He glanced around for the doorman, but the man was not in 2¢ per mile ‘THERE is absolutely no crowding in the spacious air-conditioned Imperial Salon Cars—the Deluxe eoach service offered exclusively by Chesapeake and Ohio. Your own individual chair (no extra charge) . . . adjustitto any position .. . extra wide aisles and plenty of room between seats «+ « 0O crowding. Ride Chesapeake and Ohio for outstanding travel value at 2 cents & mile! For information and reservations CITY TICKET OFFICE 714 14th St. N.W. NA. 0821 " CH E@EAKE c THE EVENING As now viewed, the building was in two sections. Above him, as he looked upward —and separating the two halves of the building—soared the modernistic angles of the fire escape, climbing dizzily into murk and mystery. He recalled the house- keeper's window. It was a small point, yet not without its interest. A number of lights were still burn- ing; and one—he counted upward on the right—was almost certainly Janice’s. “One, two, three, four ... " eleven! He counted three floors downward; but the Wingfield windows were quite dark. No doubt the body had been removed. And the deaf housekeeper— what did happen to housekeepers, he wondered. A whimsical desire seized him to climb the long diagonal ladders to the eleventh floor and burst upon the lovely widow with dramatic sudden- ness. But he put the feat from his mind as undignified, and probably impossible. He was no acrobat, and the section of the escape was nearly a dozen feet above his head. He took an elevator at the front, missing the returning doorman by an eyelash, Janice’s doorbell was in perfect order; he heard it ringing at the back of the apartment. But there Was no response to its summons, and he tried again. He tried for several minutes before he turned away. It was puzzling. He had been certain about the light in the back window. “Confound the woman!” said Black- wood irritably. And what the devil had happened to her servants? Yep, STAR, WASHINGTON, It opened directly onto one of the iron landings of the fire escape. Well, why not? In a moment he was through the door and out upon the landing. Then he entered and saw that the light in Janice's window was no longer there, Instead, there was another light, three floors beneath him, where earlier there had been no light at all. Faintly—somewhere below—he thought he heard the sound of voices. As softly as any burgler, the drama critic of the Morning Chronicle crept down the iron staircase and, leaning outward at a perilous angle, peered into a lighted bed room. Then, with an effort, he came back to position and sat down quickly on | his diagonal ladder. He had no very clear idea what he had hoped to see. | He only knew that he was surprised. | And not a little flabbergasted. Janice Hume was in the bed room, searching—searching diligently for | something she could not find. She was quite alone; the voices he had heard were silent. She was searching swiftly—feverishly—in drawer and closet—and finding nothing. Was she alone? Had there been voices from the Wingfield bed room | or were they from the court below? He swung out into space again and saw that she was leaving. Her finger was on the switch; then suddenly the room was black and she had vanished. | Mr. Blackwood sat in darkness upon his iron ladder and meditated. 1 * X ¥ ¥ “It's preetty wild,” admitted Fent- ress, with a grim chuckle, when he | had listened to the tale of Blackwood's | adventurous Sabbath. He looked at The door at the end of the public | the amateur with mingled admiration | passage drew him like a lodestone. and amusement. - WOODWARD D. C., TUESDAY, “It's insane,” said Riley Blackwood, “perfectly insane, Lulu. They can't all be implicated in the murder. Yet SEPTEMBER 22, 1936. fiow, the confusion would be com- plete.” (To be continued.) everybody I've seen or talked to con- trives to fall under suspicion. First I find Zelda Lansing in conference with & Hindu; then a redheaded flancee drops in and asks for my assistance; and now Janice Hume appears to be in the middle of things up to her eye- brows. 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