The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas on May 4, 1953 · Page 11
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Blytheville, Arkansas
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Monday, May 4, 1953
Page 11
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MONDAY, MAY 4, 19M BLTOTETILLB (ARK.) COURIER KBWI PAGE ELEVEN OUR WARDING HOUSI — with Major Hoopla PHOTO THEr6Uy05ES WH6M Me KUNS SYLVANIA Rodio-TV Sales & Service CBS-COLUMBIA Electronic Lab 110 W. Walnut Ph. 2441 — Kite 6076 TV Service -Center NEIL ROSS Trained Technician for radio and television repair, industrial electronics, and basic radio en- {ineerint. For Service Dial 3816 "She isn't home if you're a salesman, she'll be right down if you're th» landscaper, com* on in if you're th» TV repairman! "Cast" or "Struck" A "cast" coin is made by pouring molten metal between two molds; a "struck" coin Is stamped out of a blank of gold, sliver, nickel, or copper bronze. BOOKS FOR THE by Anthony Morton COPYRIGHT 1952 BY JOHN CKfASBY • QISTRIBUTEP BY NEA SERVICE. TH8 STOHft John Ma»n*rlB», aown only to a few »» The Baron. I.ord Philip Llthom. who died Olorin. Lllkom'i diuiKliler. U terrified one cTenlnic when nhe think* •he nor* n corpse In the .library. II jl/TANNERING could see the dim, blurred reflection of the man's head find shoulders — and one hand, touching the door frame. He moved along a little, breathed on the glass to smear it, then stared hard, as if looking inside the bookcase. The man stayed at the door. Mannering breathed heavily again and smeared the glass In front of him. As the cloud cleared, the watcher disappeared. Mannering swung around, reached the door and peered into ,.the hall, standing at one side, so khat he couldn't easily be seen. The other was walking softly along the wide passage which led to the ^ballroom. He reached- a door which opened to the right of the large swing doors of the ballroom, and, touching the handle, ;turned and glanced behind him. JMannering darted out of sight. jNext time he ventured to look, the iman' had disappeared, but he .•emained vivid in Mannering's mind's eye. Short, slim, dressed in dark clothes—as the butler or any of the footmen at Lithom Hall would be by day, but not two lours after the household had retired. Mannering followed the un- <nown and opened the door through which the man had passed. A light went out, another ioor opened. Whoever was ahead nad one advantage; he knew the bouse be 11 e r than Mannering. But Mannering passed along a narrow passage and the pale light from the hall showed him the far door. He reached it, turned the handle ind pulled. I The door didn't open. It was pocked. U 'ie stood in the gloom, delib- ting. then went back to the istudy. The chalk mark showed up plainly, and he remembered seeing 'a pair of scissors in the drawer; he took them out, with a small envelope. There was a dull smear over the spot. He cut ofl the soiled strands of pile, placed them in the envelope, sealed it, and thrust it into his pocket * • • T ADY BREAM, a distant relative •*"" whom Gloria called Aunt, thumped into the hall and into sight. "What are you trying to do, John? Persuade Gloria that she did see something?" .' "Just trying to make sure." i "There's no need to make sure. •You're quite wrong to encourage the child," went on Lady Bream. "She was so different, so bright and gay — but now — there's too much coddling." "I know. You said so upstairs." "These specialists," sneered Lady Bream. "Money,- money, money, thumping fat fees, for pretending that there's something mysterious, about a girl who had a shock and can't get over it. I'm ;disappointed in you, John. I ^ thought you had more common ': sense. You're 40, old enough to—" i "Thirty-eight, please," pleaded Mannering. ' "That's still old enough to know better than to pamper Gloria!" | "She might have scon a body, jyou know." I "She was dreaming," said Lady • Bream, sweepingly. "John, you've got to stop her from mooning about the house all day. She won't visit anyone, won't even call on old friends. She's developing melancholia, that's what's happening to Something struck him heavily on the side of the bead. Gloria. And all these highfalutin ideas that the specialists give her are making her worse. Now she really thinks she's ill, and she's brooding over that as well as over Philip. I thoiight you would help her to get over his death." "Each to his own method," said Mannering. "Maggie, didn't I ask you not to leave her alone?" "She's asleep," said Lady Bream. Lady Bream insisted on satisfying herself that nothing was amiss in the study, then led the way up the stairs, rustling and thumping. In Gloria's room, the red glow from the electric fire spread soft hues over the sleeping girl as she sat in the chair. Her shoulders drooped and her cheek rested against a wing; in repose, she looked lovely. She didn't stir as he carried her to the bed. • • * T ADY BREAM tucked her in and, before moving away, brushed her forehead lightly with her hand. When they reached the passage, she was smiling and her voice was gentle. "John, what's going on in that wicked mind of yours?" "The usual blank," said Mannering. "The gray cells won't work in the early hours. Blame my riotous living." "I sometimes wonder whether you ever forget that some idiots consider you to be a good detective. I always said that admiration would spoil'you, John." She touched his arm. "Do you think Philip was murdered?" Mannering said quickly: "There's nothing at all to suggest it, Maggie. I've looked for evidence high and'low. That's why I'm here." 'I thought as much," breathed Lady Bream. "Who sent you?" 'I had a talk with Dr. Chatterton. He's puzzled." 'I don't know how Chatterton handles his patients, but he'did say that one sure cure for Gloria would be to find out that she's right. She —but look here, it's chilly out here. Come to my room and let's hug the fire. Soon, she was sitting in an arm- jhair in Mannering's room, with the fire on. Her eyes were birdlike, and the analogy was heightened by her small beak of a nose and rather thin lips, which curved downwards at the corners. Mannering told her that Chatterton had said, convincingly, that if it could be proved that Gloria's father had been murdered, the girl's recovery from fears and .ightmares would be rapid. It was less fear than the fact that no one believed her that was aflecting her. 'So 1 thought I'd have a look around," finished Mannering, The woman nodded, slowly, worriedly. "And you've found nothing?" "Nothing at all," Mannering said. In his mind's eye was a picture of a small, slender man in black; no need to tell Lady Bream about that yet. "I've examined the reports of the autopsy, consulted pathologists, done everything I can. All Philip's injuries were compatible with a fall from his horse. The assumption is that his horse shied at something, and threw him. It's hard to believe, because Philip was born to a saddle." "Good riders always die in the saddle," Lady Bream declared roundly. "There's nothing hard to believe about it at all. But John, what are we to do with Gloria?" "It's no use forcing her to do anything," Mannering said. "We can only encourage her. I'll get Lorna to come down for a few days, that might help. Gloria might improve if she had a companion nearer her own age, too." "Do it quickly," pleaded Lady Brcnm, but in a flash the soft note faded from her voice. "Now! Help me up, John." He took her cold hands in his and pulled her gently; when she stood up, she barely reached his shoulder, and had to put her head back in order to look into his eyes. "Tell me this," she demanded quietly. "Do you think Philip was murdered?" "I hope he was," said Mannering. went along the ^ passage to the bathroom. Surface thoughts were in his mind, crowding out the other, more significant ones. Lady Bream was old for her age; much too old for Gloria; not natural enough, too intense. A younger woman here might help Gloria. He must fix It The significant thoughts broke about the night — the man in black through to the surface. The truth —the blood spot. Of course it was blood; Gloria had seen a dead man. So now there were two dead men — Philip, and the unknown. People didn't get their throats cut by accident. They had been known to, for dabbling in other people's affairs. That spot of blood — he wouldn't listen to the small voice telling him it might not be blood — made this a job for the police. Send for the police, and Gloria would be in seventh heaven; have them fail to find 'the explanation— she'd be back in despair. He reached the door of his own room again, and heard a movement along the passage, behind him. He looked around sharply, but could se« nothing; then he heard the movement again, and smiled; it was the gurgling of water, he'd just become aware of it He opened the door and went inside, groping for the light switch. Something struck him heavily on the side of the head, and be pitched forward. 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