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and Miss
aid.” ‘
“I.ook at it, and see if it is the
same one,”
The girl shrank back in alarm and
withdrew her hand as the Inspector
proffered the weapon.
“Must I touch it?" she demanded.
“I am afraid. It might go off and
make a great noise.”
“If you feel that way about pistols,
what did you mean when you told
Fitzgerald you would shoot him?”
Flaherty demanded.
“Oh, that. That was a manner of
speaking. I would not shoot any
body, but I would scratch his eyes
out if he got fresh with me again,
and he knew I would do it—the
beast.”
“You are not sorry that he is dead
then?”
“I am sorry that anybody is dead,
M’sieur, but it is a better place for
girls, this world, with M’sieur Fitz
gerald out of it. That is what I think
of him."
“Anything you want to ask her,
SYNOPSIS; A card game is in ses
sion in Elmer Henderson’s penthouse
atop a New York skyscraper. The
players are; Henderson, Police In
spector Flaherty, Martin Frazier, Ar
chie Doane, Max Michaelis, and his
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,
time later he telephones
Flaherty with the frantic
he has found Fitzgerald
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.
^’Avheir 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. 4
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.
All circumstantial evidence points
to Archie Doane as the murderer, es
pecially when the murder gun is found
carefully planted in the chimney clean
out in the basement.
Mis's Lane’s French maid, Adele
Marceau, has been overheard threat
ening to shoot Fitzgerald if he did
not stop annoying her. The janitor
reports that Mademoiselle Marceau
works in a night club on her day off
and that she had talked to him in the
"basement on the night of the mur
der. _l^<
‘ “Did you ever see this before?” the
Inspector demanded whisking the
xiickel-plated revolver from the draw
er of his desk. The girl gave a start
led cry, but regained her poise in
stantly*.
“But yes. I have seen it or one. no use there, but there it was.1
like it at the studio where M’Sieur (l
Doane shoots it at M’Ssieur Fitzger-1 in Miss Lane’s appearance. Did she
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seem ill, or excited, or especially
nervous, when she came in?”
“Onty she said, ‘Adele, do find that
damn’ pin. It’s driving me crazy,’
Then she sat down on a chair and
said 'I don’t know why I feel so tir
ed. I think I’ll slip into a kimono
and lie down a while.’ And that is
all, m’sieur. She was taking off her
dress when I went out.”
“Sounds straight enough,” com
mented Inspector Flaherty, as he in
structed Martinelli to let the girl go
but to see that a police eye was kept
on her.
“We're verified this gun," the In
spector continued. “Checked up on
the factory number with the proper
ty man at the Highart. He hadn’t
missed it. And our pistol expert says
both bullets were fired from it
“We’ve got the Weather Bureau
report on the snow, too. It began to
fall at 8.13 and stoped at 10.42.
- “And that’s all we’ve got so far. I
can’t see that we’ve pinned anything
on anybody except Archie, so far.
You
Her. lovely eyes opened
Max?” inquired the Inspector, turn
ing to Michaelis.
“Miss Marceau, this pin that was
in Miss Lane’s dress—do you know
how it got there?”
“Indeed, no, m’sieur. I cannot
think how it could be there-. It had
“Did you notice anything unusual
and lighted with’pleasure.
How d-oes it look to you, Max?
got something-up your sleeve; I can
tell by the way you’ve been gloating
ever since you came in. What’s your
theory? Or have we punched
of holes?” , • ■ < ■
"On the contrary,” replied
aelis, “but I can’t disclose my
it full
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theory
just yet, for Miss Lane’s story may
knock it galley west. I think we
should go up to the hospital.”
Larkin, the Inspector’s secretary,
came in. “I called your house, Mr.
Michaelis,” he said, “and your *butler
says there is a telegram there for
you.”
“Thank you, Larkin. Will you call
him again, please and ask him to
bring the telegram to Roosevelt Hos
pital at once and give it to me there.
“I’m crazy to see Lydia, naturally,”
said Archie Doane, as the party con-
inspector Flaherty, Max
Martin Frazier, and' him-
up in front of Roosevelt
“Won’t you see if I
sisting of
Michaelis,
self drew
Hospital,
just get a "word with her after you
are through.” '
The Inspector agreed and the
ers entered the waiting room. Mich
aelis’ man arrived a minute or two
after Flaherty h<|d gone up stairs, and
gave him the telegram. The others
only observed that it was a long mes
sage. The lawyer read it over twice,
then stepped to the reception desk
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in the hall and asked for a sheet of
paper. He wrote a brief note and
asked to have it taken at once to In
spector Flaherty in Miss Lane’s
room, , ' * ’
“Good news?” asked Frazier, cas
ualty glancing at the yellow "envelope.
“Good news for Archie,” replied
Max Michaelis. “My theory still
stands up, stronger than ever”
t Though her face was still almost as
white as when he had last seen her
in her own bedroom, Lydia Lane’s
wide blue eyes were open and clear
when Inspector Dan Flaherty enter
ed her hospital room, and their ex
pression changed from curiosity to
pleasure as the nurse introduced him.
“I’ve heard Archie speak of you,
Mr, Flaherty,” she said, “Where is
he? I got the lotzely flowers he sent
me, Mr. Henderson sent some, too,
Everybody is perfectly lovely to me,
but I do not know what happened.
I suppose you’ve found out all about
it by this time.” . ,
“Don’t you know?” asked the In
spector, somewhat taken aback.
“Why didn’t they tell you? The
doctors? I don’t remember a thing
from the time I laid down in my own
room until I woke up here, I only
know that somehow I got my arm
hurt, Was it a burglar, or what?”
“That’s what we are trying to find
out, Miss Lane,” replied the Inspec
tor, “I wish you’d tell me everything
that you can remember, from the
time you left Mr. Henderson’s labor
atory until you found yourself here.”
“Don’t tire her, please, Inspector,”
warned the nurse.
“Oh, it won't tire me at all,” said
Lydia Lane, “for there isn’t anything
to tell, hardly. It was dark, and Mr..
Henderson came home with me.
“We walked to Fifty-seventh
Street, and got a taxi. We came
right over to my apartment.”
“Did Mr. Henderson go in with
you?”' the Inspector interrupted.
“No. I didn’t ask him in. I was'
feeling too tired for company, and
besides there'was a pin or something
sticking into me and I was crazy to
find it and get it out. So he said
good night at the door.
“My maid, Adele, was just going
out, but I got-her to help me find-the
pin that had been bothering me, be
fore she left.- Then she went away
and I got into my kimono. I was go
ing to make a cup of tea, but I felt
sleepy, so L thought I’d lie down for
a minute. I remember that I didn’t
even stop to put my slippers on, but
just flopped on the chaise -lounge.
And that’s all I remember, absolute
ly, Mr. Flaherty, until I woke up here
with my head all queer and a horrid
pain in my arm.”
“You saw nobody, .heard nothing,
knew nothing of what was going .on
in your apartment, from a little after
'six o’clock on?” asked the Inspector.
“I didn’t hear a thing. I musDhave
been dead to the world.”
“You hadn’t eaten or drunk any
thing that might have sent you into
such a deep sleep?” '
“Not a thing. I had lunch with a
girl friend about half past one, and
went frdm there to Mr. Henderson’s
laboratory and didn’t eat or drink a
thing,, not even a glass of water, all
afternoon.”
The n-tSrse came in again, with Max
Michaelis’ note. Inspector Flaherty
read it with a puzzled expression.
Then he turned to the girl again.
“When did. you first feel that pin
sticking in you?” 'he asked.
“Why ... let me see. It was just
aftdr we got out of the tkxi. Some
people were coming along the side
walk and that was when I felt it first.
I remember, because I thought some
one must have dropped a pin on the
taxi seat and it -had caught in
dress. I was where it might be
sat on it.”
“You don’t know, whether it
a man or a woman who bumped
you?”
“No; it was quite dark and there
was rather a crowd—several people
passing just then, I mean.”
“When you got to your apartment
you say you were feeling unusually
tired. Do you mean fatigued, or that
you were sleepy?”
“Sleepy would be a better word, I
guess. I just felt languid', not at all
ill.”
“Did you telephone to Archie at
any time last nght?”
“No; I intended to, but I went to
sleep before I could do it.”
“When you were making voice
' tests at Mr. Henderson’s laboratory,
what did you say? What words did
you use?”
“Why, phrases arid _expressions
from different parts I have had re
cently.”
“Did you use anything out of the
picture you are flow working on?”
“Yes, I< used several bits from that.
It was easier than to think up new
things, and besides, it gave a chance
to compare Mt Henderson’s system
with the one we are using in the
studio—‘to see how the same voice
s Recorded the same words by different
« methods.”
“Can you temefnber same of those
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sentence.
“I don’t see where we’ve 'got any
farther, M'ax,”\he Inspector went on.
“Did you ask her the questions I
suggested in my note, Dan?’’ inquir
ed Michaelis.
“Yes,” he replied. “She rattled off
Archie’s telephone number like she
could say it in her sleep. She’s as
crazy about him as he is about her,
if yo-u ask me.
“And those other things,” he con
tinued, • “she says she felt the pin
sticking in her just after she got out
of the taxi at her door. Somebody
bumped into1 her in the dark. And the
words she was using in her test at
Henderson’s were out of the picture
she working in now. Only ones she
could remember were just what Ar
chie heard over the phone.
“Make anything out of
Max? I don’t."
“Yes. I think that about
the-whole thing, taken with
gram I’ve just got. No. I’ll show it
to you later. I think we ought to
check up with Henderson on one or
two points in her story, though. He
may be able to give a better descrip
tion of the people who bumped into
them on the sidewalk, for one thing.
What do you say we go over to his
place? I’ll take a chance of leaving
Archie with his girl, if that’s all right
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words?”
The pale forehead wrinkled for a
moment. '1 don’t know why I can’t
think of anything but one foolish
bit,” Miss’.Lane said at last, “That
is where I cream for help through
the telephone. I say: 'Come quickly!
Hurry! Something terrible has hap
pened!’ Then I scream. I did that
several times at Mr. Henderson’s.”
“Do you remerrifoer Archie’s tele
phone number?” The Inspector snap
ped the question at her.
“Vanderbilt 4593,” was the instan
taneous response, although 'the girl’s
eyes had closed and her head had
dropped back on the pillow with fa
tigue.
. “Thank you, Miss Lane.* I won’t
bother you any more,” said the In
spector. “Would you likezto see Ar
chie? He’s waiting down stairs.”
Her lovely eyes opened and lighted
with pleaseure. “Indeed I would like
to see- him-!” she exclaimed.
“I’ll send him right up, then,” Dan
Flaherty promised.
He found the'others in the waiting
room, eager to hear his report.
“Says she doesn't know a thing
from the time she laid down at a lit
tle after six until she woke >up here,”
the Inspector reported. “I don’t know
why I believe her, but I do. She’d
like to see you, Archie. You might
run up for a minute.”
Doane was half way
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