PAGE EIGHT
by Frances Shelley Wee-
ytSTtRDAV. Murder, not sui
cide, u Michael' verdict. Alto,
Mn. Murchiion ij a bigamist, Dt
vot her first husband. Murchfjon
bought the diamonds to couer
Marie'i theft of them. War-eet-ran
Smith telle Michael he saw
Murchieon buying an oar-lock.
Chapter 42
The Hairpin
SEVERAL hours later, on the af
ternoon of the same day. Tuck
stood looking out of a window in
the living room overlooking the
Horseshoe. A car drove up to the
Devoe door, and Mrs. Murchison
accompanied by Jared Devoe came
out of the house and drove away.
"Bunny," she exclaimed. "He's
gone. Jared Devoe, I mean,"
Bunny looked up from the
needlepoint chair cover she was
working at "Well Tuck?"
"Don't you see? It's all right
let's go out and hunt tor your
Creeping Man, Bunnyi Out where
you saw him, the other nightl May
be he had a ladder, and came up
over the cliffs. We could find the
mark, perhaps. You know Michael
hasn't paid any attention to that
story, because he seemed to have
his mind just set on Duncan being
guilty. Do you believe Duncan is
guilty, Bunny?"
Bunny laid down her work and
crossed her hands over her knee.
She looked up at Tuck with a hint
of pain in the clear gray eyes. "I
don't know what to think, dear.
Michael's awfully clever, and aw
fully decent He wouldn't talk that
way to me about Duncan unless he
had some basis for it He never
talks like that without a reason.
But honestly, looking at Duncan,
listening to him talk, can you be
lieve that he is the . . . the fiend who
is running wild here?"
"No," said Tuck promptly. "I
cannot. I don't think Michael's tell
ing fibs, but I think he's mistaken.
I think he's prejudiced, for the first
time since I've known him. So, let's
go ourselves, Bunny, and find out
what we can ... if we can find out
anything. I'll go to Father Forrest
er with it if Michael won't listen."
"Michael would listen. He is fair
minded, lamb. I don't want to ad
mit it but I must"
"Bunny," Tuck said, her eyes on
the geraniums blooming in the
window boxes, "are you in love
with Duncan?"
Bunny frowned. "I don't know,"
he said, as if they were discussing
remote question. "I don't honest
ly know. I could have been. I sup
pose, if I'd seen more of him. I'm
all upset and sort of miserable
these days because it seems as if
it's no use having faith In human
nature any longer if that nice boy
turns out to be a dreadful criminal.
I didn't see very much of him,
Tuck "
"No. Well, I like him. I'd like you
to marry him. You make a lovely
looking couDle. both of you so tall,
and his eyes so blue, and his hair
so wavy, and his shoulders so
broad, and you slim and gray-eyed
and black-haired and generally
darling.
Bunny laughed In spite of her
self, and lumped up to give Tuck a
hug. "You are a lamb." she said. "I
(eel better. Do we go to the
Woods, then?"
"Feeling quite sure," said Tuck
seriously, in a lowered tone, "that
the real villain of the piece, as yet
unmasked, has gone away I'm
not afraid to go. What could he do
to us, anyway? Nothing."
"She could have let him In, that
night couldn't she?" Bunny asked.
"It's all there. Motive, opportunity,
everything. You know, Tuclfie, I
think Duncan believes that too.
He's afraid he can't prove it. He
hates Devoe. It was Devoe he was
threatening to kill, Tuck. It must
have been. He didn't mean it but
you can't blame him for saying it.
He doesn't know the truth, and he
thinks that woman is his siMer-in-law,
and" she paused "he hates
her too, in spite of what they're
trying to make out I'm sure of that
much."
They reached the garden gate,
and stood hesitantly tnere; behind
them the house and security; be
fore them the dark woods, but, per
haps, the unraveling of a secret
Dark Woods
AT THE moment Charlotte Jean
came running down the path.
"Mrs. Forrester, ma'am, you
Save me quite a start, indeed you
id," she said, wiping her hands on
her apron. "Mr. Michael said that
I was to keep my eye on you, and
if you started off into the woods,
like, I was to tell you to come
back."
Tuck's eyes were round and In
nocent "But why, Charlotte Jean?
It's perfectly safe now."
The two girls went on down the
path, reached the fork where the
fainter trail turned off toward the
river and followed it. The woods
were dark and full of mysterious
shadows: Tuck jumped oil the path
when a rabbit hopped out of the
unrtcrbrusn.
"I don't have the slightest idea
what I m afraid or, sue whispered,
"but the place acts me. Ohl
"What it it?"
Tuck put her hand over Bunny's.
"Something moved ... I saw some
thing there, in the shadows ... it
moved against the light . . . Just
ahead in that clump of trees.
There!" She clutched Bunny's arm
as she spoke. "Don t you sec?
Bunny did not need to answer,
for just as Tuck spoke the figure in
the shadows resolved itself into Dr.
McBain, wandering along the path
toward them, head down. Dine In
his mouth. He looked up quickly
and was obviously as startled to
ice them as they had been to see
him.
"I hope I didn't startle you?" he
laid in a moment.
"I'm afraid yon did," Tuck's
roice was nhaky. "It's such an eerie
Spreckels Wife Is
Granted Divorce
San Diego, Cal., Dec. 23.
(U.R) Jane Turner Spreckels,
San Diego socialite, won an in
terlocutory decree of divorce to
day from Claus Spreckels, Jr.,
Coronado, grandson of the lnte
Caiiloriiw sUtir luagiutte, Julm
sort of place, and we weren't look
ing for anyone to be here."
"Eerie? I'm afraid I hadn't no
ticed it I come here frequently to
think out any problem that comes
up." He looked at them kindly, and
yet inquiringly. "You're both
pale," he said sharply. "I suppose
it's this air of mystery and terror
surrounding us. My wife is really
ill with it all."
It's been awful, hasn't it?" Tuck
said. "I thought Mrs. McBain
couldn't be well. She looked dread
fully pale yesterday."
"I'm glad she isn't living as close
to it as you are," he said, tapping
his pipe on his boot heel. "Your
husband is working hard, 1 sup
pose? I haven't had a long talk
with him for several days." He
dropped Jiis voice. "I sincerely
hope he is making headway," he
said.
"I think he is. He's down town
working this morning. He doesn't
tell us very much, you know. It's
a very complicated business."
McBain's face was stern. "It Is
that" he agreed heartily. "We shall
be more than glad when it is
cleared up. It is terrible terrible.
I do not . . . oh, I shouldn't say that
. . . I did not believe that Dr. Mur
chison could possibly be dead. 1
am beginning to change my opin
ion." He drew a deep breath. "Oh,
well. I mustn't burden you with
my feelings. I'm thankful that it's
Mr. Forrester, and not I, who has
to deal with it. He is a very keen
lad. I noticed how very cleverly he
concealed his real knowledge at
the inquest, regarding Miss Lis
sey's last talk with you. No one
who didn't know ... or who hadn't
suspected the truth . . . would have
guessed that he didn't tell all he
knew."
"No, I don't believe they would.
Of course he couldn't possibly tell
everything she told us."
"No. Poor soul! I detested her
heartily in life, but it seems a very
small thing to cost one one's life.
However ... I must be off." He
looked at his wrist watch. "I have
a lecture. Good afternoon . . . and a
pleasant walk."
Big Log
'P11E two girls went on only a few
i steps until they came to the end
of the path, or, rather, to the edge
of the wood. Perhaps ift some time
the trees here had extended to the
water's edge, but they had been
cleared for a distance of an eighth
of a mile along the river and per
haps twenty feet back from the
edge. This was the rocky stretch
of ground . . . although Michael had
not told them . . . where he had
seen Miss Lissey with her reading
glass. This also was the place, just
at the end of the path, where Mrs.
Devoe's body had been found. Not
knowing the exact spot, they did
not shiver, and avoid it but went
on. slowly, up the bank.
''Do you see that big log, about
half way up the clearing? Bunny
asked quietly. "It's just under the
overhang of the trees. Look . . . that
big stump is almost directly be
tween it and the water. Tuck, that's
where we were sitting the night
we saw him . . . the Crdtpins Man.
On that log. You know . . ." she
stopped suddenly, and turned to
Tuck. "It never occurred to me be
fore. How stupid we were! That
man ... he could perfectly well
have been hidden on the other side
of the stump. Perhaps not hidden
at an, luck, ferhaps just some
body sitting there enjoying the
sunset And then we came along,
and sat down, and perhaps he
didn't like to startle us by getting
up suddenly, bo he Just crept away
quietly when it got dark. On, Tuck,
of course that's the explanation!
Tuck said nothing, although her
rueful face betrayed her feelings.
They had reached the stump, now,
and' leaned against it. Bunny
looked behind her swiftly to the
fallen log, where she and Duncan
had sot. ''Tuck, you slip down on
the other side of ihe stump.", she
commanded, "and ''11 go and sit on
the log. Then, we'll see if that idea
would be possible. It would cer
tainly answer a big question in my
mind."
"No. we better trode places.
You're bigger than I. This stump
isn't so awfully tall, Bunny. You
come. A man would be more your
size."
So B u n n v went over and
dropped down behind the stump
as if she were a man smoking his
after-dinner pipe. Tuck surveyed
her from the log.
"I con almost nearly see the too
of your head, but not quite," she
said. "But it might have Been done.
Still ... I don t see how you and
Duncan could possibly have coma
all along the bank and not seen
him, if he were sitting there all the
time. There's no underbrush
around at all.
Bunny got up and came over to
her. She bent down and picked up
something from the ground. "This
must be yours, tuck, this hairpin,
she said.
"Pearl gray shell? Who In the
world wears pearl gray shell hair
pins in this day and aie?
The answer came to both of thorn
at once. "Mrs. Devoe did," Bimnv
said quietly. "She must have
walked along here just before .
Tuck jumped up. "Hush, Bunny.
Don t say It.
And then they heard, quite
plainly, the murmur of voices.
Bunny swung around and gated
into the woods, where all was still.
Tuck, keener of hearing, perhaps,
went forward cautiously and
peered over the steep cliff. She
gazed down incredulously for I
moment, then tiptoed back to Bun
ny. "You know what it is?" she de
manded. "It's thnt Michael For
rester, with Gordon Donne, drift'
ing down-stream in a brand new
grav boat. Cushions and every
thing. Isn't that terrible?" She
looked at Bunny tragically. "Bun
ny, do you suppose he's lost hit
mind;
Contlnurd tomorrow
D. Spreckels.
"He told me he no longe
loved me," Mrs. Spreckels testi
fied. "He said he didn't wnnt t
be tied to anyone in particular
very long.
The Spreckels ninrricd at Cor
onnrio May 1, 1!K7 and separ
ated last March, according to
the complaint.
MEDFORD MAIT
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