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The Wingham Advance-Times, 1937-07-22, Page 6six 'WPufe' The In- Ar- his ono, and entered the bedroom to find Fitz’s body on the floor. But that of course, does not account for her own wound ” The Medical Examiner was the first to speak after Doane had finished his statement. “It is impossible that Miss Lane may have been shot several hours ago,” he said, “and her statement, when she and if she recovers cons- cymsness, will help us on that point. But the man has been dead not more than an hour, I should say not much more than half an hour, when I ar­ rived. He could not possibly have lived fifteen minutes with that b-ullet through his heart. That negatives your suggestion, I think.” Martin Frazier had come back from the telephone while Archie Doane was making his statement. “I got Carrel out of bed and he’s on the way to Roosevelt Hospital had been jealously SYNOPSIS: A card game is in ses­ sion in Elmer Henderson’s penthouse atop a New York skyscraper, flayers are; Henderson, Police spector Flaherty, Martin Frazier, <chie Doane, Max Michaelis, and friend, Williams, a stockbroker. They are waiting for Stephen Fitz­ gerald. When he fails to appear, a telephone call brings the information that he is out with a girl, Fitzgerald and Henderson are both romantically interested in Lydia Lane, the famous actress, but Archie Doane reveals that she is engaged to marry him. Doane leaves the party early when Fitzgerald fails to appear. A short time later he telephones Inspector Flaherty with the frantic news that he has found Fitzgerald and Miss Lane dead in Lydia Lane’s penthouse apartment, Doane leaves the partly early when Fitzgerald fails to appear, A short time later he telephones Inspector Flaherty with the frantic news that he has found’ Fitzgerald and Miss Lane dead in Lydia Lane’s penthouse apartment. When Flaherty and the medical ex­ aminer reach the apartment, they find that Miss Lane is still alive. She is rushed to a hospital where blood transfusions and care promise to re­ store her. All circumstantial evidence points to Archie Doane as the murderer, espe­ cially when the murder gun is found carefully planted in the chimney clean-out in the basement. * * * “I opened that door and went out on the roof and around the elevator shaft to the door of Miss Lane’s bed­ room. You will find my footprints in the snow. The shades were drawn on both the windows and the glass door, byt I eoulcl see that there was a light inside, I tupped loudly on the glass, but received no response. Then I tried that door, and found it unlocked. “I opened the door and saw the bodies of Miss Lane and Stephen Fitzgerald lying just where you saw them! “You can imagine the agony of my first thoughts. I did not at once per­ ceive that they were dead; they seem­ ed. merely asleep. I closed the door ^softly and backed out on to the ,roof. My first impluse was to steal quietly away—to hide from the shame my betrothed had brought upon me. God forgive me for the thought! It was an echo of the jealousy I harboring all the evening, born of fear of Fitzgerald. “For the moment I had Lydia’s terrified call over phone. Then my mind cleared and I realized that a terrible tragedy had occurred. I reentered the bedroom and my worst fears were verified when I saw the bullett wound in Ly­ dia’s arm, the blackened hole in Fitz’s bosom. , “I reeled and felt as if I were about to faint, for a moment. Then I pulled myself together and tried to discover whether either was still alive. Both were apparently dead. "My first conclusion was that Fitz had shot Lydia and then killed him­ self, rather than let her marry me. I saw no weapon, however, and the idea pf .suicide did* not fit with Fitz­ gerald's character and temperament. Someone else must, have come upon them and killed them both. “I considered my own position. The case against me was clear. I had thought at first of running to the street and calling in the nearest police­ man. But if I did that and anything should slip — someone else should come to the apartment, Miss Lane’s maid return and find the bodies there —my departure might easily be inter­ preted as the beginning of a flight from the scene of my crime.. “I discarded that idea, and tele­ phoned at once to Elmer Henderson’s rooms, and reported to Inspector Fla­ herty. I noticed then that the phone receiver was not on the but hanging from its cord. "Between the time when I phoned the Inspector and the arrival of the detective with the Medical ex­ aminer I was careful to disturb noth­ ing in the apartment, but made as good a search as I could without touching anything, in the hope of find­ ing the pistol. I found nothing. I un­ derstand your detective has found no weapon? “I had no means of telling how long Fitz had been lying there. Trying • to figure it out, I came to the con­ clusion, that he must have been shot early in the evening, and that Lydia, coming in late, had just discovered Tiig body when she telephoned to me. She might have come first into the studio““this room—then gone into her dressing room and slipped into a kirn- now,” he said. “If anyone can pull Miss Lane through he can. ■ • • i i “I called Up Henderson, too,” he ’ added, and gave him a report of the i situation. He seemed overjoyed to : learn that Miss Lane was still alive, i and asked me to -give you a word of i sympathy and encouragement, Arch­ ie” ” l ! fit I ‘ “Good of him,” said Doane. “Can’t I be of service at the hospital? Blood transfusion, you said? I’ll give every drop in my body.” • “They have a number of persons available whose blood has- been ana­ lyzed and tested for just that pur­ pose,” said the Medical Examiner. “Lt would take twenty-four hours to determine whether it would be safe to use yours, and by that time Miss Lane will either be out of danger or >> “I hope she’ll be able to talk,” in­ terrupted Inspector Flaherty. “Then we”ll have something definite to go On. Meantime, we must see what ■'we’ve got here.” “Meantime, I’m under arrest, I sup­ pose?” said Doane. “Not yet, my boy,” said the Inspec­ tor. “Stick around, though. There’ll be plenty of questions to ask you. Lie down, if you like, on the sofa, and rest your nerves. I’ll call you if I want you. “Gentlemen,’ -’he said to the others “I'm going to push thjs investigation through as fast as possible. I pro­ pose to stay here until daylight, if necessary, to discover everything which the inanimate evidence can tell us. You, Max ,and Martin, can stay or not, as you like.” “I’m going ‘ to stay,” said Max Michaelis, and Frazier nodded his de­ cision to do the same. “One or two questions I’d like to put to Archie before we do anything else,” the lawyer went on. “You say you Came to the conclu­ sion that Fitz must have been shot early in the evening. I wish you’d give us your process of reasoning that led to that conclusion.” “It was the snow that made me think of that,” replied Doane. “It be­ gan to snow after eight o’clock; I know it had not begun when I got to Henderson’s. It stopped snowing before eleven o’clock, for the sky was clear when I left my rooms to come tip here.” “Verify the time of the snow from the Weather Bureau, Tony,” inter­ posed Inspector Flaherty. “Go on, Archie; I begin to get your drift.” “Well, look at Fitzgerald’s shoes. From where I sat, most of the time on the stool by the. telephone stand, I could see the soles of them plainly. There are no overshoes or galoshes anywhere that I looked. A man would­ n’t come out in thin patent leather slides "without overshoes if there were forgotten the tele- tele­ hook tele- the ground, it isn’t likely*snow on And there isn’t a sign of moisture on Fitz’s slides, Therefore, he must have come here before the snow began.” “That sounds reasonable, but It doesn’t prove that he was shot before the snow began,” Inspector Flaherty objected, “I realize that 'my theory is all wrong.” said Doane. “What the Med­ ical Examiner has told us proves- that. I was merely telling how I had come to the conclusion that he had been shot some time before the snow be­ gan. If I didn’t shoot him—which I didn’t—Miss Lane didn’t shoot him-L which I don’t believe—then he was shot, I figure, by some one who came into the apartment surreptitiously, the way I came—and there were no tracks in the snow. “Look out on the rear, roof garden now, and you will find my tracks, but no others.” Archie, did you ever own a pistol?” “Someone might have been hiding in the apartment, a burglar lying in wait, for example. He might have slip­ ped out tlig front door of the apart­ ment and down the stairs or the el­ evator while you were making up your mind to go in the back way,” said In-' specter Flahferiy. “it's no good theor- teihg, but let’s get down to the facts. “First we’ll look at the front door.” The door opening from the elevator WHAT! ONLY 2,000 PEOPLE TO-DAY! (LEFT to RIGHT), don’t have to stand in line under a blazing sun for hours to see the daily Dafoe hospital exhibition which may be part of the reason. Cecile (2) woke up one morn* Summer heat may bother big city dwellers but in qtfintupletland it brings the same old smile* from the Dionne three-year-olds (1), Emilie, Yvonne, Cecile, Annette and Marie TOE WINGHAM ADVANCE-TIMES you both two your after ways landing into the foyer of Miss Lane’s apartment proved to be equipped with two. locks; one the regular Yale lock provided by the owners of the building .and the other a special burglar-proof lock, which could not be fastened automatically by the closing of the door but had to be 1’ocked with a key from the outside or by means of a knob inside. “No sign of the lock being tam­ pered with or the door forced,” In­ spector Flaherty admitted, after a careful inspection. “Tills door. was locked, you say, Archie, when arrived. Do you know whether Jocks were on?” “Yes; because I had to use hands to open the door when men arrived,” replied Doane, a moment’s thought. “Well, we’Jl see what other anybody could get in," the Inspector went on. He^opened the French door at the front of the studio, .The snow on the sills of the windows and the door, and on the little stretch of roof garden thus disclosed was level, fluffy and unbroken. A little ridge of snow fell inward from the door sill. “Nobody has come in this way since the snow began,” said the Inspector. “There isn’t any way for anyone to get in from the front except by climb­ ing the building, that I can see.” “Or over this penthouse roof above us,” suggested Frazier, “and the snow on the edge of that is undisturbed, too.’ ’ ' . “Before we look over the back roof,” said Mqx Michaelis, “let me ask Archie a question or two. I think I know the answers, but J want to get them in the record. “Archie, do you own a pistol? Did you ever own a pistol?” “Never,”' replied Doane. “I’m afraid of the 'things.” “You have had to handle pistols in your “professional work as an actor haven’t you?” “Yes; in fact I have to use one in the picture . I am now making.” “Where is that pistol- Do you know?” “In the property room at the High- art Studio, as far as I know.” “When did you see it last?” “A day' or two ago; Thursday, I think, we shot the last scene in which I am supposed to use it.” “What sort.Qf a pistol is it? A re­ volver or an automatic?” “It’s* a revolver, nickle plated with a pearl handle. In the picture I am supposed to shoot a burglar with it.” “Do you know the caliber—the size of the bore?” « ! 1 ' < > i ■ “I think it is what they call a thir­ ty-two.” ' ■ 1 “Did you ever .fire that pistol?” “Only once. That was in the stu­ dio last Thursday.”., “Is this picture you are working to the Wellington Mutual Fire Insurance Co. Established 184Q. Risks taken on all classes of insur­ ance at reasonable rates, Head Office, Guelph, Ont, ABNER CO SENS, • Agefct. Wingham. Dr. W, A. McKibbon, BA PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Located at the Office ©f the Late Dr. H. W, Colborne. 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CRAWFORD, M.D. Physician and Surgeon Located at the office of the late Dr. J. P. Kennedy. Phone 150. Wingham F. A. PARKER OSTEOPATH/— All Diseases Treated. ' * Office adjoining residence next to Anglican ‘ Church on Centre St. Sunday by. appointment. Osteopathy Electricity Phone 272. Hours, 9 a.m. to 8 p.m. A. R. & F. E. DUVAL i • CHIROPRACTORS. CHIROPRACTIC and ELECTRO THERAPY North Street * — Wingham Telephone 300. “If you had desired to kill Stephen Fitzgerald, could you have substituted a loaded cartridge for the blank cart­ ridge used in the picture and so have made it appear an accident?” Continued Next Week. in a sound picture?” • “Yes.” “Were any precautions taken soften the sound of the shot?’r “Yes; there was a silencer on weapon.” “At whom wqre you supposed to fire the pistol?" “At' Stephen Fitzgerald. He was directing the picture and also playing the part of the burglar.’ ’ “Did you load the pistol yourself when you fired it?” “No; the property man loaded it, I -suppose. Team Killed By Lightning Bolt Mr, George Brown, Jr., of Bentinck, 3% miles north of Allan Park, was dealt a heavy blow in the electrical storm about noon last Sunday when lightning struck a team of horses and caused their death. They were fine Thursday, July-22nd, 1937 animals, and the loss is not only heavy but also comes at a most unfortunate time, with the harvest work coming on? apace. There were several trees struck by lightning in this vicinit^ during Sun­ day’s storm, but there were no barn or house fires.—Hanover Post. George: “What’s the difference be­ tween cannibals and other folks?” Father: “Cannibals, my son, eat their enemies; other people generally go no further than to live on their friends and relatives. ing and absolutely gasped crowds of visitors. Blase Emilie (3J Was too bored to bother so she stret­ ched out in the nursery playyard and snatched a quick 40 winks, -Copyright N.E.A