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MEDFORD MATT TRIBUNE, MEDFORD, OREGON, WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 13, 1939.
by Franc ShoiUy Wes
Vi'i'i i. , . Michael tall hit
tather that the unknown poison
teas injected into the meat with
a eyrinoe. The don't body ii
stolen. The next Sunday, frying
to make conversation at her dif
ficult garden party, Tuck intro
duce! the subject of the servant
problem.
, Chapter 29
Undercurrent!
MARIE MURCHISON'S long,
crimson tipped fingers played
languidly with the pearls at her
throat
"I've heard that one can get
maids at the residences very
often," Tuck said directly to Mrs.
Murcnison. "They train them, and
&ay them very small wages, and
le girls won't stay very long. Did
you ever get one there7"
"No, I never did," she smiled
swiftly with a flash of white teeth.
"1 get a trench eirl whenever
can. They are so capable and
quick, and I can speak to them
in ineir language, it is a great ad
vantage to know another lan'
guage really thoroughly."
There was something vaguely
Ill-bred in the lift of her chin as
she spoke across Alix Lissey. Tuck
no longer icit sorry lor ner.
"Had you a French girl Just be
fore you left here, then? I rather
wondered there was a French
novel upstairs, a very battered
and torn one. The kind a servant
would read. I burned it.
She flushed a deep painful crim
son. Her mouth tightened. "It
must have been there some time,
she said. "I had no maid for
month or two before we left the
house."
That was what Tuck had been
after. No maid? Then, this woman
herself had cleaned the study the
morning alter ner husband s dis
appearance. If anything had haD
pened , . , Tuck remembered the
pipe, fallen from nerveless fin
gers. If there had been marks of
a struggle, anything of the sort
. . . this woman Knew ail about
them.
Charlotte Jean Interrupted with
the tea tray. At the same moment
tne Mcuains arrived, and Duncan
Murchison came ud the oath
through the woods and into the
garden. His step was light and
uoyant, and he smiled cheerfully
t Tuck, who in moving back to
the tea table had seen him and
(one a few steps to meet him. His
iuco ieu as ne saw me people oe
hind her.
"Oh, it's a party?" he said In
dovish disappointment.
"Yes. Didn't you know?"
"No. I thought It was lust vour
elves. But it was nice of you to
have me, anyway." he said. '
She laughed. "Sometimes It's
dreadfully hard to be polite. Isn't
it win you come, sometime, when
it's just ourselves, then? We d love
to have you.
His quiet face lit up. "You Just
ask me," he said. His glance went
past ner, over ner shoulder. ruck
turned and walked back to the tea
table.
Sinister Stress
AND then occurred that Incident
upon which so much stress
was laid at a later and more sin
ister time. Alix Lissey, upon catch
ing sight of Duncan, had sprung
up with sudden animation, and
had almost run to meet him. She
reached him Just as Tuck turned
away, perhaps a dozen feet from
the edge of the group. Her first
words brought back that dark
sullen look to his face. His blue
eyes were black, and his mouth
tight and hard. She took his arm,
and led him off to the corner of
the house, and there she spoke
for several minutes with force
and vehemence. No one could have
heard her. Her voice, as was
pointed out later, was kept sus
piciously lowered. Duncan lis
tened; and then be glanced quick
ly at the rest, spoke one sentence
to her angrily, and left her.
The rest of the party had ar
ranged itself in an attitude for
tea. Tuck poured almost absently.
The men passed the cups and the
bread and butter, and later the
little cakes. Afterward, in re
membering, Tuck knew that Dun
can Murchison had certainly
helped with the rest. She would
have been so happy to say defi
nitely that he had not, that only
Jared Devoe had. Jared Devoe
was thoroughly objectionable in
his oily, unctuous way. But he
had not been the only one. All of
them, Michael, Duncan, Mr.
Deane, and Dr. McBain had
helped.
Her mind was busy with con
jectures as to the inner meanings
of the facial expressions she saw,
of the words and tones she heard.
Mrs. Devoe brooded all afternoon.
Marie Murchison, for some not
too obscure reason had fallen si
lent, and Devoe hadn't wanted her
to foil silent. He sat down beside
her and talked brightly, trying to
draw her into the conversation.
He spoke to her directly. He made
little complimentary speeches that
were meant for her.
Alix Lissey sat in her basket
chair, a little withdrawn from the
others. She, too, since her talk
with Duncan, looked haggard and
weary. Her eyes were dull and
from time to time she rubbed her
forehead nervously.
Mrs. Deane was her usual calm,
self-contBined self, save when
Gordon's name came into the con
. vcrsation. Then she sat up, and
became a little Incoherent. Gor
don was to his mother a quite un
intelligible person. Mr. Deane was
very subdued. His eyes behind
their thick glasses darted from
face to face quickly, and he drank
his tea in quick gulps. He said al
most nothing, and seemed not to
be interested particularly in any
thing that was said.
It was a relief, after all the
wondering, to look at Mrs. Mc
Bain. Dressed all in white she was
the most beautiful thing, Tuck de
cided, that she had ever seen. She
didn't look like a Greek statue
as much as like one of Rossetti's
painted women; her lids over the
violet eyes were like the petals
of heavywhlte camellias. Her hus
band knew her beauty; often and
often Tuck saw his eyes go to her,
as she sat with consummate poise
and turned Devoe's compliments
on as ngntiy as 1: they had been
made of nothing more solid than
fog.
Tuck could not refrain from
mentioning that loveliness to Mrs.
Deane, who was at the moment
beside her. "Isn't Mrs. McBain
perfectly beautiful?" she asked.
Who was she before she was mar
ried?" "I don't know, I'm sure, except
that her people were very
wealthy. It was a love match, as
you can see, and McBain was still
at Medical school and had no
money at all. He was an orphan
or something out of a home. It's
remarkable now he's gotten along
without any help, and they're so
happy together."
Tuck was glad someone was
happy. Nearly everyone else in
the, sunny garden was carrying,
it seemed, a heavy secret burden,
1 Know Who'
ONLY a few moments after the
Devoes, who were the last to
leave, had gone, the telephone
rang. Michael lifted it from the
desk and answered.
"Hello."
He shook the phone. "Hello!
Oh . . . yes, it's Michael Forrester."
He listened, said, "Yes, we will.
Right away," and set it down.
"It's Alix Lissey." Ho turned to
the two girls. "She wants us to
come over. Right away. Her voice
sounded queer."
"I wonder if she's sick?" Tuck
said. "She looked so tired when
she went home. I asked her if her
head ached, and she said no.
"She didn't sav she was sick."
he replied as they went out the
gate. "She Just said she wanted
to see us immediately. I rather
think she wants to talk."
Doesn t she alwavs?" Bunnv
asked dryly.
Miss Lissey's door was open,
and her voice called "Come in,"
from an inner room. Michael
closed the door carefully behind
him, just as she appeared in the
arenway to tne right. She still
wore the hat she had worn all
afternoon, and she still clasped
In her hand the chiflon handker
chief she had carried. It was
twisted into a string. There was a
high spot of color on each cheek,
and her manner was strange, ex
cited.
"Come In. she said, and turned
to precede them into her living
room. "Sit down."
She would not sit Hnwn heralf
but paced the floor restlesslv. "I've
come to the conclusion it s time
to talk,' she said after a moment.
"Don't know what's come over
me. That creepy feeling at the tea
you felt it?'' She looked directly
at Tuck.
I don t know what vou mean.
Miss Lissey."
"Don't beat around the hush.
You know they were all hating
each other watching each other
like cats and mice. Cats and micel
That's it."
What do vou mean. m-rari)vV
Michael asked.
1 11 tell VOU what I menn. Vnn
know . . ." she stnnnprl in frnn M
him. "You know Murchison Is
dead?"
Michael hesitated.
"This is no timn fnr hnvltnlinn
I want to get this thing straight!
It's driving me crnzvl"
"I think he Is," Michael said
quietly.
"Think he Isl I know. And 1
know he was murdered. And I
know . . ." she sank wearily into
the chair behind her. "I know
who murdered him," she finished
tensely.
"Whatr
She naid no attpnilnn tn Mi v.
clamation. The handkerchief in
her hand was still. Her eves were
fixed on some distant and terrible
remembrance.
Listen." she said more miUtlv
"I want to tell vou all ahnnt It
Then you can do as you please. I
can't do anything. 1 can't tell the
police, these people they have
been my friends. It's a terrible
position. It's it's unnerving."
Bunny suddenly got up. walked
across the floor, and put her hand
on the older woman's shoulder.
We can understand that." h
said softly. "It has been hard for
you."
The woman leaned back, and
looked up into Bunny's face. "I
saw him look at you this after
noon," she said. "You won't be so
kindly to me when I've told you
what I've got to tell."
Bunnya hand dronned. There
was a look of horror on her face.
hit down. Miss Lissey said
again. "Ill begin at the begin
ning." She drew a deep breath. "It
was on the night school closed,"
she said.
Continued tomorrow
GERMANY'S WAR CASE
Berlin, Dec. 13. (0 The
German government tonight Is
sued a statement of Germany's
case In the war In a lengthy
white book covering European
diplomacy from the Versailles
conference down to the present
and replying to the British blue
book on war causes.
The book contains 482 docu
ments, some of them previously
unpublished, beginning with- an
excerpt from David Lloyd
George's memorandum to the
Versailles peace conference on
March 25, 191B.
The former British prime
minister was quoted as allying
the Versailles creation of Po
land would bring war eventu
ally. Flu Cloiss School.
Oregon City, Dec. 13.--T)
The rural Concord school near
here closed until January 2
yesterday because of an Influ
enza epidemic. Of the 1.1 8 pu
pils enrolled, 79 were absent.
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British have admitted pure
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six ships had been sunk off the
English eastern coast yesterday.
On the western front, DN3
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Silverton, Ore., Dec. 13. UP)
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the Marion county natives, Ma
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yesterday. He was the grand
son of the pioneer, John H.
Palmer, whose original land do
nation is now the site of Mt.
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Strange as it seems, since 1835 the grave of the great English satirist. Dean Jonathan
Swift, has held two skulls, one of which to this day remains unidentifiedl Legend, later
disproved, said the mysterious skull was that of Stella, his wife.
Swift's coffin was deposited in St. Patrick's Cathedral. Dublin, approximately 10 feet
from that of Stella, in 1745. Ninety years Jater alterations were made in the church and
Swift's coffin, with another adjoining his. was brought to view. A group of phrenologists
examined the two skulls, but instead of returning one to its oiginal repository, William Ma
guire. the sexton, placed it in Swift's coffin.
In 1882. a second exhumation revealed the two skulls together, and to this day the iden
tity of Swift's coffin-partner is a mystery.
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