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SYNOPSIS: But Tally. Jim Sun
dean and tht deottctlvt David
Lorn havt decided that the murder
of the ttuetian. the attempt on tiun
dean't lite, and the attempted ab
Auction of Sue all are part of a
plot to eecure the token by meant
of which But muet prove title to
her thart of her tathtr't milliont.
But they are unable to And a -clue
to the identity of tht murderer.
Uaroe. porter in tht little Frenoh
hotel which it tht tcene of tht
tragedy, tuddenly volunteert to
tell Bundtan what ht know.
. r-piRST," Marcel said he would
not be hurried, end I thought
he had rehearsed the whole telling
of bis tale, and hit bright eyes were
iparkllng "first, the towels.
"There were used towels In an
unused room the morning after the
murder. There was also a round"
be described it with his lively little
hands "hollow on the eiderdown as
If someone had sat there (or a mo
ment. I ask you who was that?" 1
started to speak and checked my.
elt for fear he would stop If I In
tempted.
"Then." he held up two fingers.
"Second. Father Robart was not
sick daring the night I was not
with him. I slept. Walt you will
ask why I permit the police to think
I was with him. But what would
you?
"He, a holy father, to ask such a
small favor of me and me refuse.
Never! And for the police " He
shrugged his shoulders In a man'
ner which left little doubt as to the
opinion he held of the police.
"Then, third " He paused and
then went on slowly: "It lj of Miss
Tally, and you will know what to
do. There is danger. Danger of the
gravest."
Afterward It seemed to me I had
been faintly conscious of some sort
of murmuring sound, but I actually
heard only the words coming from
the little porter's mouth.
"Third," he said, "I saw that
night " And thon it happened,
Though I didn't know at once
what had happened. I ws only con
clous ot a sharply spitting sound
and a smell, and of Marcel's face,
which sagged and was surprised
and held wide black eyes and an
Dpen mouth. Both his hands went
to his back, and he tried to speak,
and moaned and fell forward
gainst me.
I caught him. He'd been shot
There was no one in the lounge
no one on the galleries, no one any
where. , .
1 eased him downward onto a
chair; and then I knew that the
murmur was the elevator. The shot
had come from there, and the ele
vator was crawling upward toward
the first gallery.
I stopped backward until I could
lee the entrance from the elevator
to the first gallery, and the en
trance to the second gallery.
The thing crawled upward. The
age was dark. The two little doors.
blank.
It neared the first gallery. Would
It stop there or go on?
The elevator slowly came to a
top. There was for a moment noth
ing but silence: then the doors
trembled. ,
The narrow black space between
them widened almost Impercep
tibly. Curiously, I heard the shot and
(elt the hot sting in my shoulder
before I saw the muzzle ot the re
volver. Then things happened all at
once.
SAW the short note of a revolver
poking out from behind one of
the little doors, I was conscious of
a furiously sharp pale in my shoul
der somewhere, I was dodging In
attnctlvely, and there was the sound
of another Bhot The door to the
lobby was Just behlna me, and I
bad leaped to shelter behind the
wall and, using the key board for
a shield, was peering around It, de
termined to see who was in the ele
vator. I saw the gleam of the revolver
bring through the air downward,
bnt not the arm that had thrown It.
It fell with a clattor on the floor of
the lounge, and at the very Instant
that I was leaning forward, sure
Dow of seeing the murdorer, some
one selted me from behind; I strug
gled, twisting, straining my eyes to
ward the doora ot the elevator.
But I was Jerked aside.
Thore wore two policemen hang
ing to my arms and my waist and
the more furiously I straggled and
tried to make them understand that
the murderer was in the elevator
and that he was even now escaping,
the more energetically they pulled
me away from where I could see.
My shoulder hurt like hell, I was
cursing with rage and pain and
baffled fury, another policeman was
running into the lobby from out
side, and a woman was screaming
from somewhere in the well of the
lounge.
It was the screaming that drew
one ot the policemen Into the
lounge; at his shout the two hold
ing me dragged me after them to
the door again and then Into the
lounge, Mrs. Byng, hanging over
the gallery rail, stopped scream
ing to stare, and then suddenly peo
ple were coming. Lovschlem and
Orethe and little Sue with her face
like chalk were running along the
gallery and down the stairs and
Into the floor ot the lounge.
All at once the lounge was
crowded. Even the priest ha ' turned
up, panting, his red beard agitated,
and Lorn, breathless, was hurrying
through the lobby and waa at my
side, and the little maid, Marianne,
was kneeling and sobbing, and the
center of It all was the small whlte
sproned figure sprawling in the
frivolous wicker chair.
In all the commotion and hubbub
and torrents of French and Mari
anne's sobs. It was Lorn who re
mained fairly cool, and I'm sure It
was Lorn who kept them from drag
ging me Immediately to Jail. I don't
know what he said, though I
guessed, from the way he pointed
at my shoulder, and the blood that
was soaking my coat and the lack
of powder burns.
One of the policemen had picked
np the gun and was holding it gin
gerly by the tips ot his fingers when
Lorn suddenly turned toward me.
"Have you touched the gun?" be
barked sharply. He was, under fire,
like another' man, Quick, sharp, de
cisive, his eyes no longer dull,
"No." That much I was sure of.
"Whoever was in the elevator
threw it on the floor."
"In the elevator? What do you
mean? Tell -the quickly."
TOLD him quickly, and one ot
the nollcemen ran unatatra in
the elevator. The two remaining
still held me tightly, as it that were
the only thing they understood
must be done.
And Just then Sue perceived my
wounded' shoulder fahe'd bean
stooping over Marianne, and there
were tears on her white face when
she turned). She came swiftly to
me and put her hands on mv arms
and said something quickly to the
pouce ana i thought pleadingly. But
they would not relinquish their
hold.
I was beeinnlne- hv that. timn in
feel a little giddy and sick. Lorn
said:
"Leave it to ma. I mnv hA ahla in
get you oft. Your fingerprints can't
be on the revolver, and them nra nn
powder burns so you couldn't have
done it yourself. Your being wound
ed may help."
It must have been only a few mo
ments before mora nrtltnaniAn m
rived, and all at ones policemen
were searchlns: the hotel, and I waa
being questioned at length.
It developed there were nn flna-A.
prints to be found on the revnlvar
at all. Thus it argued that the mur
deror had worn gloves. It was at
this nolnt that I and mv nlntha
and the lobby and the lounge and
nnauy even the elevator were thnr.
ougbly searched for gloves, and to
my great relief no glovea were
found.
They seemed to be talking of tt
heatedly when the doctnr trrlvnA
He examined the little huddle on
tne chair first and verv awirtlv- nr.
dered Marianne to a chair in the
corner, where she sat sobbing help
lessly while the slendor body of
the little Dorter was carried lufrav
Then at Sue's request he turned his
attention toward me.
Sue helDed him: I rnmemhar tha
sot look about her white face and
the darkness ot her eyes and the
Arm touch ot her fingers. I think she
was relieved at the rlnctnr'a mitt.
tered comments; and I'm sure I tolt
bettor when she said that the doc
tor had said it would be painful and
1 had lost a lot Ot blond hut that
there was no reason why it should
not heal perfectly.
'What have that daMarl in Anf
I asked her, glancing toward the
pouce.
"I dont know." aba aaM "Vnn
see the police ran to the door of
me lODoy ana caught yon apparent
ly escaping. They both launched
themselves at you."
'And kept me from dlscnverlnr
the murderer," I said bitterly.
The police were comlni tnwarit
me again. I said rapidly:
Sue, yon must take nn ehnnraa
Marcel was telllnr me that vnu ar
In danger, when he was shot"
Before she conld anaaV- thav
were questioning me again.
(Oopyrlyht. tt)S. Uiontm O. Sberhart)
What turn will 1hl fantaitla
tragedy- taka Monday
New Port Orford
Station Started
MARSHFIELD, Ore., May 8. (AP)
-Work waa under way today on the
new coast guard station at Port Or
ford, a project which will Involve an
expenditure ot about 940.000. The
station will Include a complete coast
guard unit and Is Vie culmination
of years of effort on the part of Port
Orford people to Interest the federal
government In the need of the de
velopment.
Phone 643. Wen ham away your
refuse, City Sanitary Berrloe,
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Two petitions In bankruptcy were
filed against the L. A. Banks interests
yesterday. The first is against Mr.
Banks and his wife. Edith R. Banks,
the hearing upon which la set for
May 13. The eecond la against the
Sun crest Orchards, Inc., and the hear
ing will be May 17.
Attorney Prank Defiouza represents
the petlltoners In the case against
Mr. and Mrs. Banks, and Attorneys
Roberta and McAllister, those against
the JSuncrest Orchards. Attorney A.
O. Hough of Grants Pass represents
the defendants in both cases.
The hearings will determine wheth
er or not Mr. and Mrs. Banks and the
Suncreat Orchards, Inc., should be
adjudicated involuntary bankruptcy.
Don't extend credit to Mr. New
Customer until you find out from
the Southern Oregon Credit Bureau
bow be paid the other fellows.
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Telegram was
xrom Lewlston,
received here today
Idaho, reporting the
death ot Ralph Turpln, 34, son ot
Tom Turpln, formerly of this city,
now of Bremerton, Wash. Young
Turpln was killed In an auto wreck
April 30.
The Turplna are well known is tht
city, where they made their home tor
many years.. It waa Just two years
ago that one of the boys was killed,
when diving In a shallow stream.
News of the death of the second boy
came as a great shock today to rela
tives and friends In southern Oregon.
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