New Britain Herald Newspaper, May 21, 1929, Page 8

Synopsis: Murder, intrigue and romance! A net of circum- stantial evidence begins to en- “ mesh Jerry Ogden as the slayer Jof his father, John Peebles, confident in the innocence of - Jerry, who is engaged to marry “ Lucy, Peebles' niece, vows to find the murderer. In the back- ground hovers the ghost town of Torridity, where Ogden owned a deserted miae which the miss- .. ing Jerry wished to reopen; Tor- ridity. where the legendary Alex Peterson had reigned 30 years ,before with his gold-mounted revolvers and gold bullets. Pee- bles had just bought one of those famous revolvers from Nathan Hyde, who refused, mysteriously and furtively, to tell how be obtained it. Chapter 3 The Finger of Suspicion 1 have seen a good bit of-death in my time, but never had it seemed 80 dreadful as it did at this moment. In the nine years I had known An- drew I had become deeply attached to him—he was perhaps the closest triend I had—and coming upon him struck down like this .... I could feel the dagger twisting in my own heart. Blinded with tears, I hent over him. He was done for. of course. but the body still was warm. It couldn’t have been otherwise, since I had spoken to him less than five minutes ago. 1 looked at my watch. It was 27 minutes to ten. 1 had answered his call at exactly nine- thirty. It had taken me perhaps two minutes to come from my den. The head rested on the right cheek. Andrew’s right hand was near the telephone; his left was closed tightly over the receiver at the end of the desk. I recognized the dagger. I pulled myself together. T must call the police and question Ogden's servants. Of the latter there were three: Hubbard and his wife, and Stimson, the gardener. An uprush of horror forced itself into words. I whispered. “Why didn’t Bick at heart, I pulled a bell cord in the corner nearest the desk. The hall door was locked, but the key was in the lock and 1 turned it. Hubbard came up as I swung the door open. \ I looked at him in silence for a moment. Hubbard is a large. bul- bous person with a pasty face and a deferential manner. “Is there anything wrong, sir?" “Yes,” I said. “Your master. His eyes went over my shoulder, then he fell back with a cry. “Good God, sir! He's not—he's not dead?" “Who did it, sir? When did it— happen?"” “Within the past five minutes. I don’t know who did it. Where is Mr. Jerry?” “He was here with Mr. Ogden all evening. I passed the door about half an hour ago and they were still talking. Mr. Ogden said they | weren't to be disturbed.” | Sure it was half an hour? clock had struck nine | fore.” | “Where { half hour ere you during the past bard. I went upstairs for a Ittle while about an hour ago. I was on my way back to the kitchen when 1 passed the library door half an hour Where is Stimson?" “He was with Mrs. Hubbard and me up to a few minutes ago, sir." “What do you mean by ‘a few minutes ago?' " “Ten or 15 minutes, T should say, sir. In fact, it had just turned half past nine when he left. He said he was gomng for a bit of a stroll. I stepped into the Thall and glanced at the clock. Its dial show- ed nine thirty-eight. My watch was just 20 scconds it. Andrew nine-thirty. behind had telephoned me at At that moment Stim- |son left the Hubbards and a few scconds later Andrew was killed. | Assuming that Hubbard was telling |the truth, Stimson could net have | 5ot to the library window, entered |the room and killed Ogden in the | brief space of time at his disposal. Nor could brary door was locked on the in- | side, so entrance couldn’t have been effected from the ha)l. Mrs, Hubbard had come up voisclessly. Her cyes flew to the desk. She gave a sharp cry and fell back against the wall, clutch- ling at her throat. Ehe began to wenp. “You'd better take your wife up to her room, Hubbard,” I said. “The police will want to talk to both of you. See if you can find | Stimson, then come back here.” I watched them slowly mount | the stairs. Twenty years they had Leen with Andrew, | hall telephone and called Deacon. You'd better come over to the “Perhaps 35 minutes, sir. The hall | shortly be- | “In the kitchen with Mrs. Hub- ! own i the Hubbards. The li- | I went to tho | NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, TUESDAY, MAY 21, 1929. D BULLETS Ogden house right away,” 1 told him. “What's wrong, John?" “Ogden — he's dead! Tt looks like—" I could not pronounce the word. . He gave a sharp cry. right over, John." Deacon is a square-built man. Square of face, square of shoul- der, square of heart and mini. Never have Iknown personal feel- ing to swing him from the path of duty as he saw it by s0 much as the breadth of a gnat's tail. He is as inexorable as time itself. If « man has the appearance of guilt he investigates him with meticu- | lous honesty. locks him up if the | evidence warrants it and frees him if it doesn't. In “open-and-snut” cases such methods are admira- ble, but when things are not what they ascem and facts contradict themselves, the subtle approach and | the comprehension and ecvaluation of human motives are, in my opin- ion, more likely to get at the truth. Deacon course. For this reason I dreaded his ap- pearance. The serious “I'll be fmplications of the evidence had not escaped my mind for an instant. 1 had secn Jerry flying down th2 drive a minute or s0 after his father had been stabbed to death. T had called and instead of answering me he had gone faster. That was a fact. But so was’my faith in his innocence a fact; that is, it was fact to me. I knew that Jerry | couldn’t have Killed his father. Dea- | con liked the boy. too, but his con- crete mind would ignore the human element and consider only evidence that could be demonstrated. I decided not to tell him what T had seen. He must dig up his own evidence. Perhaps it wasn't Jerry 1 had seen after all. No, this wouldn't do. He was in my home every day in various kinds of at- tire and his flannels were as fa- miliar to me as were my own gar- ments. Besides, an eye for detail has become second nature with mge. 1 then tried to comfort my- sclf with the thought that Jerry would reurn and explain his pre. cipitous flight. He would, of course! But what was the young fool up to? CHAPTER 4 GOLD BULLETS The dagger in Andrew's neck be- longed to Jerry. He had brought it up from South America with him, of his in a glass-topped table cabi- laughs at me, of | Its place was among other trophies net which stood behind the desk and against the north wall near the windows. So far as I could see there were no fingerprints on the glass. 1 went back to Andrew. By rest- ing my cheek on the desk I could see into his face without lifting his head. I had known Andrew as a man endowed with a fine collection of the “civic virtues.” I mean that he was conscientious and eminently respectable, restrained and judicial and successful, a pillar of the church and a member of the chamber of commerce. But from time to time I had felt that this conventional being wasn’t the real Andrew Ogden; that behind it lived and longed an audacious personality he had never revealed to me but which, somehow, I had sensed and loved. Hubbard came in just then. “I didn't see Stimson around, Never mind. He'll turn up.” 'li | thought for a moment. *“Has Mr. | | Ogden had any visitors lately, Hub- |bard? Strangers, T mean.” 1 “Wh: e, sir, he has. A man and a woman. And a queer-looking pair they were. I was going to speak to you about them.” “Queer looking!” T exclaimed. “Who were they? When did they come?" “I don’t know the woman’s name, {sir. She was here three or four |@ays ago. She didn’t come to the door. The master was in the grounds and he met her coming up the drive. They talked for a minute | or two, then he brought her in here, She must have stayed an hour. 8he was one of those tall, angular, elder- ly females that seem to bhe all sinew and bone and tight-shut mouth.” “How was she dressed?" “That was the queer part of her. She had on a black hat. a leng black coat. and a long black dress. 1 couldn’t help noticing the get-up of her, sir. Not a bit of color to her, sir. ' Even her cves were black. Black as coal.” “S8he sounds like & crank of some sort, Hubbard. What about the other person " “Well, sir, he was just as queer, in his way. He came this after- noon. The look of him gave me a turn when T opened the door! T a most shut it in his face. He was A little crab-apple of & chap, in overalls and a torn coat, and all |'toom-d and puckered. Eighty, if | he was a day, a shock of hair as | white as a clean napkin all over his | head and neck, a stubble of whisker, a leathery skin like an old brown shoe, China-blue eyes all red | around the rims, and an eight-sided | ®lass stuck in his eye—that's .him, “An eight-sided glass!™ T echoed. Yon mean a lens of some sort?” | “Yes, sir. And it was on one end 90 V-EIGHT PERFORMANCE ofa wire. The other end of the wire was fastetned to his shirt with a safety pin. % “‘I'm lookin' for Andry Ogden,’ he shouted in a cackling voice. "I felt sure the master wouldn't want such a looking fellow in his house, so I faid Mr. Ogden was out, 1 started to shut the door. 'No, he ain't,’ the old man shrilled 2t me. And before I could prevent him he hopped into the hall, shook his fist in my face, and ** Tell yer boss ol' Furie s here!” “Luckily, Mr. Ogden looked into the hall just then and asked him what he wanted. “*A word with ye in private,’ the old man cackled. “And do you know, thinking a moment, after Ogden sir, Mr. brought him in here and shut the | door! I was stunned. Mr. Ogden has always been so particular about suspicious-looking characters.” Did Mr. Ogden seem surprised at seeing the man?" T asked. “He did, sir. Dumbfounded, 1 might say. At first T thought he hadn't caught what Furie said, Mr. Ogden being a trifle deaf in his left ear, as you know sir; and then I heard him muttering the man's name over and -over. ‘Furie, Furie, furie.’ Just like that ‘And you never saw this man be- fore, Hubbard ?" ever, sir.” ‘What time did he go>" “About six, I believe. Mr, Ogden then called in Mr. Jerry and in- structed me not to have them dis- turbed.” “When did you last see Mr. Jer- ry?" I asked casually. “When Mr. Ogden called me in, sir. At six.” “How was he dressed?” I went on. in the same tone. “In his flannels, sir.” T shut my eyes for an instant. “Hubbard,” I resumed quietly, “did you chance to overhear any of the conversation between KFurie and Mr. Ogden?" * Hubbard flushed. “Well, sir, did, but it was quite unintertional on-my part. I was passing along the hall and I heard Mr. Ogden utter two words in angry tones. He shouted them and they quite startled me. I heard nothing else, sir.” “What were those words, Hub- bard ?” ““Gold bullets,’ sir.” I started so violently that Hub- I'bard looked at me in surprise. It took me a moment to reassemble my scattered wits, Could it be pos- sible that the Peterson revolver was in some way connected with Furie's interview with Ogden? What a strange concurrence of events! First, Hyde's refusal to tell me anything about the revolver; then, Andrew’s telephone call, Jer- ry’s white-flanneled figure flyin death at the telephone; and finally, this thing Hubbard had told me. | were these events links of a chain [that ran back into the limbo of And Jerry? For a Ogden’s past? jmoment my faith in him was shaken. | Dreadful as my announcement to | | [ucy must be, would the truth com- pel ma& to make it inconceivably | more s0? My agony of heart became unendutable, A heavy pounding sounded at the front door. Hubbard hurried into the hall. He reappeared with Henry Deacon, Dr. Oal ley, a local surgeon, and Thompson, a sergeant of detec- tives. (Copyright, 1929, William Morrow Co. ) (Hyde's secret about the revol- ver—Jerry's flight—Ogden's murder —the “woman in black"—Furie— are they all part of the mystery? { Continue tnis story tomorrow.) 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