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MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFORD. OREGON, FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 28, 1941.
by Phoebe Atwood Taylor
Chapter Ten
Body In A Trunk
"WELL," Alfred laid Judicially,
' "it would, ma'am, but for the
take of the trunk. I think I'd better
set a ipade and a (hovel and bury
it like we planned, tonight After
all, Mrs. Clutterfleld, we don't
want anyone to find' that body in
our trunk. Remember that old
lady in Bar Harbor, and tne trou
ble we had there. Cost us quite
a tidy turn in bribes before we was
through, that time, and all because
we didn't bury the body proper."
Asey pulled himself together
and took a step forward, and then
he paused as the front door of the
Inn opened and Mrs. Doane
(merged to inquire from the top
step if Mrs. Clutterfleld was all
right.
"Quite, thank you," Mrs. Clut
terfleld told her with icy pome'
Bess.
"The elams came, after all,'
Mrs. Doane said brightly. "You
should have stayed here for din
ner. I told you I thought they'd
come.
"Really?" Mrs. Clutterfleld said.
"I had an excellent meal at the
Country Club, thank you. Very
good clams, and no waiting."
She turned suddenly and walked
down the steps and got back into
the car.
"Aren't you coming in?" Mrs.
Doane sounded lainuy worried.
"I have changed my mind," Mrs.
Clutterfleld announced. "I am
going to accompany Alfred on an
errand. 1 may be quite late.
Asey didn't jump for the car at
once. His plan was to saunter up
about the time tnat Airred was
bundling Mrs. Clutterfleld up with
the lap robe, and request some
explanations before either of them
could recover their poise. .
But his plan didn't even begin
to work out. It never had a chance.
With a speed that Asey never
expected from a man of Alfred's
wide girth, Alfred adjusted the
lap robe, got in front, started the
car, and had it rolling around the
driveway turntable and out of the
Inn grounds almost before Mrs.
Doane had the front door shut,
nd seconds before Asey thought
of moving.
"Flat foot!" Asey muttered In
disgust "Ole flat foot, that's what
you are!
There was no excuse for him.
But at least he thousht as he
rrossed from the clump of lilacs
to an arbor on the other side of
the drive, at least Mrs. Clutter
field's license-olate numbers were
engraved for all time on his mind.
and there still might be time, when
Hanson came, to look into this
fantastic business of Mrs. Clutter
field and her man Friday.
From where he stood he could
see Mrs. Doane talking to Freddy
in the livinc room, and Asev found
himself wondering just what
would happen if he were to barge
in and demand to be shown the
body at once. With almost any
other woman, and in almost any
other house, his bluff would prob
bly work. But at the thought of
tne combination of Mrs. Doane
and all that mare of ells, Asey
shook his head. He had nothing
to back up his bluff, and they
could deny everything till the
cows eame home. It would be bet
ter to wait for Hanson and see
what effect his brass buttons and
official manner might produce.
Idea
A SEY leaned against the arbor.
To him, the time element was
itill the most puzzling thing about
the removal of that woman body.
It the girl Freddy actually had
gone directly downstairs and
phoned Hanson when he told her
to, and if she had stayed there
In the living room until her mother
returned, that margin of eight or
nine minutes would be sharply
reduced to only two or three. The
thing, Asey thought smacked of
Thurston and Mulholland and
HoudlnL A woman was in a box.
You saw her in a box. Then, pres
to! The box was empty and the
woman gone.
"Mayo," he said suddenly aloud,
"you're a fnoll That's what hap
pened here!"
He could see now, as he looked
cross at the Inn, that the ell in
which the telephone booth was
located, at the left of the living
room, was far wider than the mere
width of the booth. It was cer
tainly three times the width of
the booth.
Asey grinned with pleasure as
he strode across the driveway. The
tide of the telephone closet op
posite the door opened, and he
ought to have known as much,
even in candlelight and with a
body against it lie had a closet
at home in Wellfleet, under his
front stairs, that could be entered
from the hall on one side and from
his sitting room on the other.
Neither any latch nor hinges had
been visible here at the Inn, but
another door was the answer. Asey
felt sure it hsd to be.
He went close to the little win
dow in the ell and was reaching
lip to unhook the screen when the
lights conveniently flashed on in
side. Before he ducked down. Asey
aw all that he needed to convince
him that, for the first time this
evening, he had managed to hit
the nail on the head.
The telephone booth backed
onto a narrow hall, and on the
opposite side of that hall was a se
ries of doors, apparently leading
into closets, which Asey found
himself yearning to explore.
He looked up cautiously to And
Mrs. Doane in the hall, removing
a dustpan and brush from one of
the closets. Then she turned her
head and listened to some sound
in the house, hurriedly returned
the dustpan and brush to their
place, and slipped away, leaving
the lights on.
A few seconds later, rather to
Asey's amazement, Mrs. Hingham
slipped into the hall, walked along
to the rear door of the phone booth,
flipped a latch, and went inside.
tven from the brief glimpse h
had of her face, Mrs. Hingham
didn't look to Asey like a woman
suffering intensely from migraine.
She looked to him rather like a
woman suffering from intense bad
temper.
She looked even angrier when
she came out of the phone booth.
Asey looked after her thought
fully as she flounced up the nar
row halt
He had eliminated Mrs. Hing
ham from his mental list of people
who might have removed the body
from the phone booth, but now
that he turned the matter over in
his mind, it occurred to him that
Mrs. Hingham, after sailing out
of her room past Jennie and him
self, had not appeared again until
the conclusion of Mrs. Doanes lec
ture to her daughter.
Nervous Landlady
MRS. DOANE was tiptoeing
back into the hallway now,
and a look of irritation crossed
her face as a car horn sounded in
the driveway. Asey could see how
hard she gritted her teetb as sh
again departed.
He turned and looked expect
antly at the headlights of the ar
riving car. It ought to be Hanson,
but it would be all right with him
if it turned out to be the over
stuffed Mrs. Clutterfleld and her
nimble-footed yes man. That pair,
Asey frankly admitted to himself,
were preying on his mind more
than Mrs. Hingham, Mrs. Doane,
and Washy the Biffer all put to
gether. But the car which drew up to
the front door was a custom-built
Porter which he recognized as be
longing to Quisset's leading citi
zen, Judge Houghton, a frequent
visitor at the Porter house. His
passenger, a tall, bearded man,
jumped out after a brief conversa
tion, ran up the steps and into the
Inn. At least, Asey thought as the
Judge's car swung around the
turntable, the Whale Inn possessed
one guest who seemed to be nor
mal, without headaches or with
out a body that required burial.
He felt less sure of that conclu
sion a moment later when the
bearded man came out walked
down the steps, and looked cau
tiously to the left and right as if
he expected something ferocious
lurking in the bushes to leap oul
and jump at him.
Then, staring down at tht
gravel, the man walked slowly
along the driveway.
"Lost somethin'? Asev Inaulred
as the man passed by him.
With a start, the man looked up
located Asey, and smiled.
"Yes, a cigarette lighter," hi
said. "Last time I lost it, a heavy
rain turned it up-I say, I know
youl Mayo. Asey Mayo, isn't it!
I thought so. I called on you ones
a couple of summers ago. Remember?"
"I was trvln' to nlaca vom
beard." Asey made his way around
a flower bed and walked over to
the man. "First I thought you was
Bill f orter's explorer friend. But
you're the genealogist ain't you?"
- inais rignt nankin la the
name. Jonathan Rankin. Ha
shook hands with Asey. "I'm
pleased you remember me. I re
member our chat about the Mayo
family, and also your excellent
cousin Jennie, wasn't it? She fed
us hot sugar gingerbread and told
me more about the Mayos in an
hour than I'd learned in ail
months. What in the world an
you doing here. Mayo?"
'U' A 1 I.J - 11..,.
,, nJjr umwira lime,
It's sort of an involved atorv. Mr.
Rankin. It's my impression that
there's been a murder here, but"
-wnat!"
"Ilh-huh. But right now." Asev
went on dryly, "if you wai to ask
me inr proor, 1 a look awlul silly."
v nai oo you mean, man?
Asey smiled. "I mean we hail
a body In a phone booth, an' now
it ain't"
'lou mean It'a enne?" Rankle
demanded. "Where?"
"It mitht not seem that wir ta
you, Asey said, "but that's what
I'm tryin' to find out right this
minute. Look, you're stayin' here,
mi your men, n added at
Rankin nodded, "will you. for
Pete's takes, tell me somethin'
about this setup?"
"The Inn? Oh. it's rather a de.
cent place. I've put up hen
off and on for Ave or six yean
Tell me, who'j been killed?
If you asked my Cousin Jen
nie." Asey said, "she'd tell you i
was a woman she seen first alivi
an' then dead, an' then walki
past her. But don't let's go in
that right now."
Te be Mntlnaea
MESSERSMITH CHOICE
AS ENVOY TO MEXICO
Washington, Nov. 28. W
George S. Messersmith of Dela
ware, now ambassador to Cuba,
nominated by President
Hoosevelt today to be ambassa
dor to Mexico.
Messersmtth, a career diplo
mat, would succeed Josephus
Daniels, who resigned recently
because of his wife's ill health
'Tht man who know
wean Timely Clothes"
$36 to $46
Sold Only at
Store for Men
UNWED INFANTICIDE
STARTS PRISON TERM
Spokane, Nov. 2a Betty
King, 25-year old unwed mother
who confessed the slaying of
her baby shortly after birth here
early this month, wn taken
today to the state penitentiary
at Walla Walla to (tart serving
a sentence of not more than 20
years.
Also In the parly was Everett
Marlowe, sentenced to a similar
'term for first degree assault.
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KEEP 'EM FLYINO
Baker, Ore., Nov. 28 VP)
An advertisement appeared In
the Democrat-Herald, local news
paper, today which is baffling
local residents. It reads: "Fat
turlcevs. fresh fish
and oysters. Keep "em flying!"
NO INSPECTIONNEED
FOR GIFT HOLLY
Salem, Nov. 28 (P) Persons
who want to send Christmas
holly In gift boxes will not ba
subject to department holly In
spection regulations, the state
department of agriculture said
today.
STRANGE AS IT SEEMS
The PELICAN H
AIR SACS BENEATH
VTS .KlNTO CUSHION
TH& 3HUCr Uf
DIVE- FROM
HEIGHTS AS
fiR&AT A -S
bQFZET
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The caileoad hao to get out an
injunction against a c h attanooq a ,te nn.
man to keep him from 'standlnq in
FRONT Or ON&JViING IKAIIH's
He couldn't resist the impulse,
and was arrested twice for
STOPPING TRAINS IN THIS
MANNER
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METAL. IS USEP TO MAKE
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KICK OVER. Hl HEAD TO A HEIGHT OF fz FEET
Standing 6 feet, and 84- inched around the
WAIST Hfc 13 BKOAWCK. I l-IHN V IrM-l,
11-28
WEIGHTY WRESTLER
According to Nat Fleischer, noted sports authority, Martin Levy, quarter-ton grapper, is an
expert swimmer whose vast bulk gives him an advantage over less well padded peddlers. If
ha tires In the water he merely rolls on his back and floats, rest fully readino his paper and
smoking his pipel Once arrested for speeding. Levy's enormity proved an undisguised blessing.
After sising him up, the cop decided to forget the whole thing rather than try to shoehorn
the big boy through a cell doorl Martin was once employed by a cafe owner to sit in a promt
nent apot and wolf frankfurters all day for $5.
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