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PAGE SIX MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFORD, OREGON, TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 2, 1941 wT9 tin r ni.iaim Uat ievii.i.pt Chapter 32 Who? I TT WAS that party thi after ' noon," Jeff went on. "God! If only Td been awake. Iff so sim ple. She stood in the window, . Haila, she stood there (or ten min utes. And then, after she moved away . . . after she moved away, the shot came through. She draped herself in the window, a perfect target for the Esquador Hotel, and nothing happened. But after she moved away . . . not till then, was the shot fired. Don't you see what it means, Haila? That bullet wasn't "meant to kill Carol!" "Wasn't meant to . . "That shot was flred through the window to keep us thinking that Carol was the intended vic tim " "But if it wasn't Carol, then who was the murderer trying to kill?" "Eve. Eve North was the victim all along. And the murderer made his mistake the first night, not the second. His mistake was when he poisoned Carol, not when be stabbed Eve." "Eve North." I shook my bead. It was too much lor me. "It was Eve who was supposed to have been Killed. Ana she was! Carol's safe. And you're safe, so go to bed, I'll call you in the morning. He left me In the doorway and I could hear him taking the steps three at a time. I glanced at the closed bedroom door and then at my watch. It was twenty minutes to three. I got sheets and blankets out of the hall closet, stuffed one of the big sofa pillows into a case ond made up my bed on the studio couch. I didn't think I would disturb Carol. Theater At Three 'T'HE monotonous drumming of ram at the window awakened me and I sat up wondering why I felt glum and sour and han overish. Then I remembered. Carol was in my room and she and I had a few things to straight en out and there was no use put ting it off longer. I went quietly to tha bedroom and opened the door. The room was empty and the bed had either been made or not slept in at all. There was a little gap between my row of dressps in the closet where Carol's clothes had hung and a vacant spare on the shelf where I had stuck her suitcase. A sprinkling of powder and a few blond hair pins wedged into the cracks of the dresser drawer were all that remained of Carol's belongings. I breathed a sigh of relief and experienced my first kindly feel ings toward her since Jeff had exploded his bombshell the night before, I was sincerely grateful for her quiet exodus, for I had dreaded the chat that was sched uled more than I cared to admit. Well, that was that And the next time I befriended a gal she would be a Golden Eagle Scout or a certified Sunday School teacher. I bathed and dressed and with a cup of strong black coffee at my elbow and the long neglected Though Heavens Fall on my lap, I calmly settled myself to wait lor Jeff's call. On page four I gave up. Every character was saying: "Carol was never meant to be killed. . . . No body tried to kill Carol. ... It was Eve all along, Eve who was the victim. , . . She sat in the window ten minutes ... a perfect target . . . and then she moved away. . , , Carol's safe ... a dipsomaniac . . . a thief . . , she blackmails people . . . but no one tried to kill her. . . ." I shut Though Heavens Fall In disgust and flung it at the tele phone. Twelve - thirty and Jeff hadn't called. Keep me informed, would he? Call me in the morn ing, keep in constant touch with me, was that what he had said? I dialed his number and there was no answer. I called it every five minutes until one o'clock and then I decided to do some sleuth ing on my own. I called Steve Brown's hotel and the desk clerk said there was no answer. Tommy Neilson wasn't in his room. Philio Ashlev told me in brief, unpleasant terms that he didn't five a damn about Mr. Jeff Troys whereabouts. I dialed the Rehearsal Club num ber and succeeded in getting Alice McDonald away from an imponani scnpi. 'This is Haila," I said. "Alice, have you seen anvthina of Jeff?" "I've been locked up in my ruiiiii ail morning wiui an impor taut script that . . ." "I know. Thanks. I thought maybe Jeff had called you. So long." Haila! Walt a second!", "Yes?" ' Why would Jeff call me?" "No special reason, 1 Just thought maybe he had." "Haila, I saw Carol Blanton walking down Fifty-third Street alone this morning. Isn't that . . . dangerous?" No. it s all right I mean , . . maybe you were mistaken, Alice Good-by." I hung up and for ten minutes paced the floor. I was wondering if I should call Greeley Morris and what would happen if I did when the phone shrilled in my ear. I pumped a mile before I picked it up. "Hello, you big bum!" This is Alice. Jell Just called me, Haila. But he was in a hurry. I didn't have a chance to tell him about you." "Where was lie?" "I don't know where he called from. But he's going to be at the theater at three. He asked me to get hold of Phoebe Thompson and Ashley and tell them to be there, too. I don't know what's happen ing, do you? He was very mys terious." "Well, you know more than I "Will you be there?" "I haven't been invited." "Don't be silly! Jeff seemed In a terrible rush. You're in this as much as anybody." I replaced the phone and leaned back. Alice, Phoebe, Ash ley and Jeff! Well, either Jeff was going to have the girls teach him and Steve to dance or something was going to happen. And he was ?oing to let it happen without me, hat s what he thought! I changed into some old clothes put on my plaid trench coat and started out. It was still raining in a steady downpour, but it wasn't a cold rain and it felt clean and soft on my face. I splashed over to Broadway. Before I got there the rain had turned to snow and the pavements were mush cov ered. The day darkened and the lights shone mistily through sky scraper office windows. Through the great oval glass of a restaurant I thought f could smell the fragrance of the steam ing coffee that was being served inside. At once I was hungry and cold and I stopped uncertainly to peer at my watch. Not quite two thirty. There was plenty of time for a sandwich ana a cup of cof fee. Then, with a nice display of will power, I turned my head and went on. It would be better to arrive at the theater a little early than a little late. 1 wanted to see Jeff's flush of pleased surprise when he got there and spied me. On Stage Again ALICE McDONALD was stand ing at the entrance of tha Colony stage alley. With her man nish black rubber slicker, an old felt hat pulled down over her eye and overshoes on low-heeled brugans, she looked ready for a hurricane. 'Nice day. Alice, for you know what." "I love It the wind and tha rain." "Anyone here yet?" "No, nobody. Let's go In." "You bet." "Oh. Nick's here. Asleeo In his chair at the door as usual. We'll be careful not to waken the poor old man." Together we sloshed down the alley, almost dark now, and through the stage door. Nick was a, ln,u nM- 4i.c In.il- him pipe in his mouth and his head bent over a sheaf of papers. He was sound asleeo. There wasn't a movement from him as we slipped by and went out en to the stage. Nothing had been chanced since that tragic night when I had opened the door on stage right ana louna tve norm s deaa body huddled behind it. Even the small hand props scattered about the room were as we had left them, the scarlet-tipped stubs of ciga rettes that I had smoked still in the ash travs. Half hidden bv the blotter on the desk was the note that I had written while old Ben Kerry and I had played that last scene. Except for a single shadelrss rehearsal lamp that stood ludi crously in the center of that love ly set and filled it with a bleak white glare, it was all the same. It seemed strange to me, for no rea son at all, that so much could have happened to all of us who played there while it remained serenely unchanged. nutci uunu iiKmenea on my arm and we walked over to the light "Haila." she said softly, "has Jeff found out anything? Does he know . . ." "I haven't seen him since last night" I pulled my arm away from her. I didn't care for Alice when she got intense. "He knows who the murderer Is. doesn't he?" "Jeff doesn't confide In me, tha big goop." "He knows: that's why he's having everyone meet here. He's told you who it is, hasn't he?" "I said that . . ." "I know. You won't tell me. It's because you don't like me, Haila. You've never liked me; you're jealous of me because I come from a family of great actors, be cause of my heritore!" 1 turned my back on her and started for the door. I wasn't go ing to listen to a performance by a frustrated actress, t had taken three steps when she clutched my arm and swung me around. Then suddenly, the light wav. ered, as if it had been a candle, and went out T be eentlnere' Tillamook Gets Mural Tillamook, Sept. 2. (.P) I Acting Postmaster Jack R. Cau field said today that Miss Lucia Wiley, Minneapolis, had been commissioned by the public buildings administration to do mural for the new postoffice here. Gold Standard Through Portland. Sept. 2. tV) A prediction that the world would not return to the gold standard at the end of the European war was made by Geoffrey Crowth cr, editor of the London Econo mist, yesterday. Barker's BIO Sale Sanforised WASH SLACKS $1.19 Stare or Men Plane Crash Kills 11 Marseillr, France, Sept. 2. Thirteen persona were kill ed, Including a French member of the French-Italian armistice commission, at Turin, Italy, to day when an Air France trans port plane crashed into a lake Relocate Highway Portland. 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