Southern Oregon News Review, Thursday, D ecem ber 19, 1946
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W N U F lA T U R C t
Duke M eC ato, p riv a te detective. Is In
v rs tlg a tin c the m u rd e r of C urt V aU ain
ro u rt, who was about to m a rr y V eronica
B lfr lo w , heiress to th irty m illio n dollars.
She Is the p rin cip a l suspect.
M c l'a le
learns of a deep plot to keep control of
the ( r e a l fortune In the fa m ily through
a deal w ith V a lla ln ro u rt.
Shari Lynn.
V a lla ln ro u rt's fo rm e r w ife, Is shot to
death. Someone flres a t M rC a le , wound-
Ing him In the shoulder.
M rC a le hu r­
ries to the Bigelow m ansion where Sybil,
V eronica's m other, has been slugged She
was searching In an old tran k. M rC a le
finds a la rg e b lack silk hand kerchief In
the tru n k th a t p u ttie s him . Miss Ade­
laid e Bigelow Is not able to place It,
either.
CHAPTER XVI
I fair, even though he was married to that night. She surprised Vallatn
Shari Lynn at the time. He and court with her, and believe me. sur­
Shari probably had some sort of prised was the word for Curt. Hi
arrangement, for the only business was utterly nonplussed when Karen
Vallaincourt practiced was preying walked in. She was observed by
on wealthy women.”
my secretary and myself; by her
Miss Bigelow's chin came up. She husband who was there on his own
seemed to be steeling herself for account, probably to watch for
what she knew was to come.
Shari Lynn. Sybil was there, too
Vallaincourt probably intended She and Karen met on the steps
to m arry Victoria until he found No doubt she was upset over the
that the Bigelow fortune was con­ i umor that Curt had been seen with
trolled by you, to be passed on to the Lynn woman, and in her mud
died way, wanted to see for her
Veronica at her marriage.”
“ To Veronica's husband, Mr. Mc­ self.”
Cale ”
Hard bunches showed against Me
"Yes. yes.” He held up his hand t ale s jawline and his face looked
How he obtained that information relentless in the shadows.
is theory, but not illogical theory
“ The next afternoon. Curt VaUain-
In view of the nonchalance of his court was shot on your doorsteps.”
character at that time and the open,
Miss Bigelow sat up straight,
too worldly outlook of both Victoria shaking herself out of her reverie.
and Stephen, it is not wrong to as­
“ We—we saw the murderer?” she
sume that, in a moment of raillery, whispered.
they told him. Possibly they men­
' Yes'"
he answered slowly.
tioned that he was barking up the
Think back. What was it we saw?"
wrong tree—that while you allowed
“ Why,” she faltered, “ there was
Vicky and Stephen generous allow­
ances, the real gold bags were Ver­ a woman with red hair. Veronica!”
onica s, with your and Sybil’s ap­
“ No.” he said. “ Not Veronica.
proval. of course. Yes, the whole Ih a t was Shari Lynn—in a red
3-8 yr*.
thing must have been hatched be­ w ig."
fore Victoria and Stephen came . JLhe gav* a " y ot surprise
A N ID E A L school frock fo r a
home to prepare the way. for in the
Then—"
‘ * miss of three to eight. This
meantime Vallaincourt had to di-
"No She did not shoot him. She ide-buttoned princess style is so
was not near enough. She saw who •osy fo r m other to sew, and can
did and tried to blackmail after­ >e trim m ed w ith narrow ru fflin g in
ward, to her sorrow.”
elf or contrasting fabric. Sure to
Then it must have been the oth­ e her favorite.
er one—the other woman—the one
in the raincoat.”
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That was Sybil. She saw the
•»•inch;
y a rd purchased rufThn«.
ft? p a c e s o f « m a r t, e n * v to do M v lc o —
| murder, but in her confusion did
‘>.»t » (h e F a ll an d W in te r F A S H IO N . I>e-
not recognize the m urderer-then
Think. Miss Bigelow. When we
looked out of the window two or
Sun Tan Doesn't Fade
three times in those few minutes
before the shot-think. Wasn't there
someone else there? Someone al­
Sun tan its e lf does not fade
ready waiting?”
tway, e ither in skin that tans or
He picked up the black kerchief kin that firs t reddens and grad-
and dropped it in her lap. She lally tans, says C o llie r’s. In both
stared at it blankly for a long hor­ ases, the brownness is im parted
rible moment. Then she understood. by the perm anent pigm ent m e l­
,,4“ Ye® -y es'"
she said, Anally. anin which is produced by the ex­
Awful—for Sybil. Oh, God!” She posure, and the coloration disap­
buried her face in quivering hands. pears only as the perm eated la y­
ers of the skin are shed.
In the silence that followed, Mc­
Cale heard a soft footfall outside
the door. Someone was tiptoeing
quickly, furtively, toward the serv­
ice stairs.
He Angered it, feeling the coarse
pull of the silk. A signal seemed to
Aow from the material in his hand
along his arm, into his brain. His
thoughts clouded, then grew bright,
as they played hldc-and-seek with
the inAnitesimal shadow of an idea.
He sat on his haunches, rooted to
the spot, unwilling to let the dicker­
ing image go.
Suddenly, revelation poured over
his mind like a searchlight He
jumped up. Placing a Arm hand on
Miss Bigelow's arm, he guided her,
surprised and bewildered, to the
stairway.
“ We must go down immediately,"
he said. “ Is everyone at home*
You said Christopher Storm was
here.”
“ Yes. They are all here some­
where. Must you see them all?”
“ Not yet.”
He strode ahead of her on the
third Aoor hall. He reached the door
of the second Aoor drawing room
before she was halfway down the
second stairway.
As he went in, Karen stopped
playing. She sat cold and austere
at the piano, letting her long An­
gers rest quickly on the keyboard.
She turned toward him as he quick­
ly crossed the room to her side.
“ You drew $800 at your bank this
morning.” He hurled the statement
at her. “ Why?”
A sullen smile turned up one cor­
ner of her mouth. She shrugged.
He waved a hand in exasperation.
"Very well. You don’ t talk. You
do know why the murderer did not
kill Sybil this afternoon.” He was
aware that she drew away from
him. “ That was a mistake, wasn’t
it, not Anishing the job?”
In a dash it came to McCale that
during the time he had spent
She set her mouth in a hard line.
He looked his exasperation. He
preparing Miss Bigelow for the
coming arrest, his lengthy explana­
shrugged then and turned to the
tion. his gift of gab-had given
door, where stood a startled Miss
“ You sure this is the guy, Duke?” sorneone the needed few minutes to
Bigelow.
plan escape. For a moment he felt
In the library once more, McCale
\orce Shari Lynn, no doubt promis­ panic, not knowing what to do next
called his own number.
ing that when he got his hands on where to turn. Excitement raised
“ Hullo, boss."
the money and had salted away a the hair on the back of his hands.
“ Did you get those pictures? A
few .m illion, he would renege and He controlled himself with
list? Read them off.”
rem arry Shari.”
tanic effort of will.
“ Okay, coming through. A cou­
"How horrible.” She shuddered.
ple of football players; some guys
Not stopping to explain to the old
in a canoe; a petty officer; a jockey “ But Stephen and Victoria? What lady who sat motionless, he raced
(no horse); a marine, kind of de­ would they have gained?”
out into the hall, threw open the
jected-looking; an army lieutenant;
front door. He was in a frenzy.
W hile McCale Talks
and whoops, an acrobat!”
He ran down the front steps into
blinding sleet.
“ Uh uh. Just what I thought.
The
Murderer
Escapes
Okay. Hop on over here.”
For a moment, he was utterly be­
“That’s where the real Machia-
“ Where are you?”
fuddled. Anger mounted in him like
"Oh, I forgot to tell you. The i vellian touch came in. Victoria, no
a Hame—anger at himself. He had
Bigelows. Make it snappy. This is doubt, thought Curt would m arry lost. He turned to retrace his steps
her
eventually
and
that
they
would
the k ill.”
when he heard a sound near him
He dialed headquarters, asked for live on Veronica’s money. You see. He looked into the dark wetness and
there were two women Curt fooled.”
Donlevy.
saw a form materialize out of noth­
“ Fooled?”
“ Donlevy, I ’m at the Bigelows’.
ing and walk toward the curb. He
“
Of
course.
But
to
go
back
a
bit.
Can you get over here on the doub’e
recognized the snug-Atting pants
quick? I ’ve solved the Vallaincourt- Victoria brought Curt home as a pea jacket and round hat of a sailor
Lynn business. Proof? Of course friend she had run into in New
He stepped up to him quickly,
I ’ve got proof. Yeah. In twenty York. He wooed Veronica, who for­
minutes—sooner if you can. Good­ got her childhood romance with fumbling for a cigarette, and said
bye.”
Christopher Storm overnight in the “ Got a light, buddy?”
excitement of the biological spell
A match Aared suddenly and Mc­
Vallaincourt was able to cast. Ev­ Cale looked up over the flame to
Involved Motives
erything was going One. The wed­ stare into the dangerously narrowed
Are Unravelled
ding over, a few months for Curt to blue eyes of Stephen Bigelow.
It came—as he held the receiver manipulate the Bigelow money, and
The man gave a growl, making
a moment too long at his ear. He Victoria would have Curt. Stephen quick gesture with his right hand.
heard Donlevy put down his instru­ would have—he thought—Karen.”
“ I wouldnt do that," McCale
ment. Then, so nearly after it that ! Miss Bigelow closed her eyes in said, his voice harsh. “ This block
the sound was almost simultaneous anguish.
McCale continued in a is lousy with police. You’d better
came another soft click, as some^ I rush of words.
come quietly. Every one of them
one else carefully cradled a receiv-
has
a gun. They've got a bead on
Even
Christopher
Storm
was
con­
cr.
you right now. They’ll shoot-to
vinced
of
Vallaincourt's
sincerity.
McCale and Miss Bigelow were
k ill.”
in the library. He leaned against He had met Curt that morning and
in a rush of boyish feeling had deed­
Then Bigelow said, "Not before I
the mantle and spoke in a soft
ed The Nest, the house he had built get you, they don’t.” He fumbled in
ruthless voice.
"This is the end, Miss Bigelow. for Veronica and himself. That left his coat and laughed hysterically,
It w ill be all over in a few minutes' the others out in the cold. Better
now that Veronica should m arry 7 Should Have
The police are on their way.”
than Vallaincourt, if he was
“ Strange,” he said. “ Both you I Storm
going to turn his back on them. Noticed That Sailor
and I saw the murderer the after­
Storm, at least, would see that they
In that instant, McCale’s knee
noon of Curt Vallaincourt's death
Besides that, all the clues have had their allowances, maybe some­ came up with all the force he could
pointed in the same direction. I, at thing more. But Curt, in his com­ muster. Bigelow gave a sharp cry
least, should have remembered the plete about-face, could not be re­ of agony and doubled up on the side
lied upon. He might cut them off walk, tripping McCale as he went
complete picture of that afternoon.”
“ Clues?
Pointing to—?”
She completely, in disgust with himself down. It was not until that mo-
and them, too.
You can’t take ment that Rocky loomed up out of
shook her head.
chances
with
a
reformed
rake. He the fog.
“ Yes—a Agure in the dark outside
the house that afternoon.
Sybil is liable to become very self-right- i “ Gosh!” McCale heard Rocky
eous and unapproachable. You see? !
bathed in sherry in order to drown
say as he gripped the fallen man
Curt
Vallaincourt had to die.”
out what she saw. A visit by Karen
under the shoulders, bringing him
Miss Bigelow’ s eyes remained upright. “ The Navy! You sure this
to The Abbey Club the night be­
fore. A picture missing from the closed. She was breathing heavily. is the guy, Duke?”
collection of Shari Lynn's admirers. McCale hurried on.
"No less.” McCale gingerly felt
A revolver in a family, where, to
“ Vallaincourt, of course, had told the wounded arm on which he had
everyone’s knowledge, a revolver only Veronica, to whom he had fallen.
Mr. Stephen Bigelow in the
had never been owned, and last, but made full confession, and Christo­ uniform of Uncle Sam. He joined
not least, not at all the least—this.” pher Storm because he was forced the navy once—remember?
He
He drew the black silk handker- to, and Shari Lynn. Shari Lynn, must have saved his suit. Oh yes
chief from his pocket. Her brow fatalistic in all things, probably and his pistol. By the way, see if
wrinkled.
more so about the enigmatic Curt, his black kerchief is missing ” It
But but I still don't under­ set out to do a little blackmailing^ was.
stand.”
Knowing that he hadn’t come clean
Bigelow mounted the steps be-
He went on, softly, inexorably.
to the four who were in the plot, tween Rocky and the officer, A1I
“ The trouble in solving this crime she started plans for extortion. She the fight was gone from him.
lies in the fact that in the failure of got in touch with Karen and threat­
A squad car slid up to the curb­
the original plot, everyone had a ened to let the cat out of the bag
motive. You are aware by now of before the wedding bells rang. Al­ stone as McCale turned to follow
the plan to gain control of the Bige­ though they all knew that something the trio. He walked over to it and
low millions through Curt Vallain­ was wrong, that there was a rat opened the door with a flourish.
“ Welcome!” He bowed as Don­
court. Stephen met Curt in Chi­ somewhere, Karen decided to be on
cago, through Victoria or vice ver­ the safe side. She took $500 with , levy stepped out. "Late as usual
sa- Curt and Victoria had an af- her to The White Abbey for Lynn ' Lieutenant.”
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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