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PAGE EIGHT MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFORD. OREGON, WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 24, 1941. by Phoebe Atwood Taylor i Chapter 31 The Play f RS. HINGHAM'S story wu 1 simple enough, and it provided the aolution to much that be wanted to know, although none of It appeared to concern Ann Joyce. It teemed that Bram Reid. the director, had read and liked and wanted to produce, later in the season, a play whose leading char acter wai a middle-aged school teacher. Mrs. Hingham at once picked the part for herself, but neither Horace nor Bram Reid would even entertain the sugges tion that she do it. "They laughed at mel They said a real actress had to play that part! I begged them to let me do the part, and we argued about it all yesterday and all last night till my poor neaa was winning: simply winning;- "I see," Asey said. That settles your migraine today, don t it.' Mrs. Hingham looked as if she'd like to hurl a brie at mm. "An that's why." Asey contin tied, "you decided you'd dress up like Miss Olive this afternoon, huh, an' show 'em how good you could be? I see. So you went in an' swiped Miss Olive's clothes what time was that?" "Oh, about half-past flvej I don't know. Anyway, I slipped In and put on some of Miss Olive's clothes deadly things! And slipped out the back door. But I never saw Ann Joycel I haven't seen tier since early mornina when she went off to rehearsal! 1 don't know anything about Ann, or what might have happened to her! I didn't" "You see anyone lurkln' around when you left? Asey Interrupted. "Only that fat chauffeur. Mrs. Clutterfleld's." "Huh!" Asey said. "So It was you an' not Mrs. Doane he seen at the back door. Was the electric Hunts out then?" Mrs. Hingham said that the street lights went out just as she reached the road in front of the Inn. Dramatically, and with ees tures, she described the terrific rain, and now shed run every step of the way to the house where Bram Reid was staying. "I wanted to catch him before he left I knew he was going out because one of the times I phoned him today I asked him to dine with me, and he said he had a date. I caught him just as he was getting into his car. And he snid ' her voice broke, "he said, 'Elissa, go home and take the clothes off! He said. Take them off. Mrs. riske, and be your age!' "An' vou did. I see. Asev said. "An what with havln' been dealt that heavy blow by Bram Reid. you was too worked up to notice huh?" Mrs. Hingham nodded. "As I went ud the stairs some one screamed, and frightened me I had such an eerie feeling when I entered the Inn then, anyway! And I was simply a terrified pulp wnen mat womsn ciumpea up stairs after me! All I wanted then was to get out of those hideous tweeds before Miss Olive came back those plain, intelligent women are so serious about their deadly clothes! I thought if I kept quiet, this other woman would go away. But at last, I decided to a To Mrs. Thorae'f "TJLUFF your way past us," -Ajey said. "Uh-huh. An' no body could And fault with that fiiece of actln'. Now, what about his rug business?" Mrs. Hingham presented him with an elaborate and rather poignant explanation. She had refused to lend the rug to Bram Keid for the opening play. Bram had begged her for It, but she had been adamant Back in her own room, after the had taken several pills to ease the hideous pain of her whirling head, she be gan to realize how selfish she was. She decided to let Bram have the rug. "In short, Asey said, "you used the rug for one last try to wheedle Bram Reid into lettln' you have that part, huh? That was your big gesture. I see. Now, bout Ann Joyce " Mrs. Hingham burst Into a flood of praise for Ann Joyce. Ann was a sterling young actress, a fine girl, admirable in every respect, and definitely destined for great successes. If Ann had been mur dered, the loss to the Theater would be beyond belief. Asey let her talk herself out "Where's Bram Reid now?" Asey asked. "I don't knowl Back where he lives in Quisset, I suppose!" Mrs. Hinnham was now practically seething. "He wasn't here at all tonight. He phoned he had im portant business to attend tol" "Where's Horace?" "I don't know!" From the harshness of her tone, Asey gathered that she didn't much care, either. "I don't know anything about Horace!" Mrs. Hingham went on. "I want to look I've answered all your questions, haven't I? Do I have to go to the police bar racks?" 'That's up to Lieutenant Han son," Asey told her. "You go back to the Inn an' talk with him an' sea what he decides you got any way to get back there? Got a car? Maybe you better come with me." "In a police ear?" Mrs. Hing ham wet her lips. "Uh do you have room for my things? I've got quite a lot that must go back to the Inn tonight Most of it's in Ronnie's car already. Wouldn't it be all right U I just went with Ronnie?" "Wa-el," Asey laid. "Wa-el-go along with him, then. See Han son right away, an' tell him all you told me. Tell him I'll be right back, only I got little errand to attend to first" Mrs. Hingham looked as If she had just been granted a stay of execution, Asey thought, as he walked back through the lobby. He strolled on out to the roadster, where Mrs. Clutterfleld wu all but buried in road maps. "Figgered out your route?" he Inquired as he got in. "I've thought and thought." Mrs. Clutterfleld told him seri ously, "and I think I've made my choice. I think I'll go via Ded ham." Asey looked at her. "You mean, via Dedham, Mass.?" "Dedham'a so pretty, I always think," Mrs. Clutterfleld missed the irony of Asey's question. "Have you found out anything useful from Mrs. Hingham? Did she tell you why Ann Joyce was dressed up like Miss Olive?" Fhllpotti "XTOPE, but I think I know a ' why, now. There's a play Ann wanted a part in, I think. It was a middle-aged jart, an' Ann'd never taken one like it, an' I think this dressin' up was to show folks how much she could make herself look the part." "D'you suppose Mist Olive knew about it?" "I don't know. I hope Horace or Bram Reid can settle that Mrs. Clutterfleld, isn't that place the girl stayed, the Beeches, near here somewheres?" "Just down by the shore." Mrs. Clutterfleld waved a hand toward the fog. "Down there." "I think we'll drop by," Asey said. "Hanson said he'd send someone there as soon as his fel lers come, but nobody's said noth. In' about it Want to drive me over there, please?" Pushing the road maps out of her way, Mrs. Clutterfleld backed the roadster around without even a preliminary quiver, and a few minutes later drew up neatly in front of the Beeches, whose sign said simply, "Guests Meals Open." A distraught-looking woman In a gray bathrobe answered Asey'i knocks. "Sorry to disturb you," Asey said, "but has a state trooper "They've all just gone. All of them aren't you Asey Mayo? Well, I'm Martha Thorne. Isn't there some way to keep people from taking pictures of this place? What are they taking so many pictures for?" Asey shook his head. "I'd like to." Asev said. "I was goln' to ask you if you'd show m- ...V...-. A- 1 .... J " He followed her along a suc cession of halls,' and finally sha opened a door. Here. Look. Those are all the things she has. You could put that poor girl's belongings into a suit case. Everything excent of course, for that packing case! Heavens, 1 suppose u they'd known that was hers, they'd hava had everything out of it and taken pictures of that too!" What pacKin case?" Asev In. quired. "It's out here In the hall. See? It came from the estate of some relation of hers who'd died, and she's hardly touched the things. sne s Deen so ousy. I don t Know what in the world she'd ever have done with the things, any way) It was just old stuffl She took out those bronze book ends, and that awful plaster cat see. in there on her bureau? Thev took dozens of pictures of that cat! j can't think why, can you?" nsey picaea up me cat ana looked at it None. I auess Hanson's sot an. other of them photographers that likes to enter prize contests. Ha nad one once that drove him nuts, gettln' angle shots of evi dencehey!" He put down the rat and point ed to a picture on the bureau. it was a duplicate mcture ol the bewhiskered man, the baby, and the girl that Jennie had no ticed in Miss Olive's folderl "Oh. that." Mrs. Thorne said. That came from the packing box." "Who are they?" "She didn't know." Mrs. Thorne said. "It was lust in things, with that cat and the book ends. I told her the man looked to me like e minister. Doesn't he look like a minister to you?" "Philnotts!" Asev said. That's why Jennie thought of Phllpotts! tie does look sort of ministerial!" Te fee eenUneaa' YAKIMAWALKOUT Yakima, Wash., Dec. 24. fPi A federal mediation panel, We Wish You A Very Merry Christmas Store for Men headed by E. P. Marsh of Se attle, today closed its prelimin ary hearing on the fruit work ers' strike which has been under way here since the first week of October. Members of the citizens' com mittee once thought the strike had been solved and pending a final decision pickets from fruit row were called off. When the employers declared they were unable to take back all the strikers, the pickets went back on their beats and the med iation panel was called In. Ita sessions have been closed Sydney. Australia (UP Iran sien nas, llsht opera star. In a recent per fnrmanee took time off from ail ben and Sullivan to ln a first otsht audleiwe a lecture on mors On the Radio Chains STATIONS! Chain affiliation ana wneie they are on the dial: KALE (MBS) lue. Portland: EX (NBC-Blue) HBO. 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CUTEST "THINS THAT ) V ' J- h ( MISSED A TWIKlCr-lT WAS L. J " AWAY BEFORE HE SETS) EQUAL AMOUMT OP ( OUNOR STILL WRITES S. . 'j I SOME JOB SHOPPING THE LAST HOME. -IT SEEMS A .JVMHAT 1 SPEmT ON HIM. ) TO SANTA ClAUS-VT A ( , ' i VMINIUTE -ONE TWINS VOU OONT j SHAME TO GIVE 7Y TO THE CHARITIES PCR J " " T ' ,!( rearmament Nit day ha denlad thai J i ha waa apraktni on behalf of the I Oxford group.