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CHAPTER XXII Bannister stopped forward. It woman's cry that he had heard a cry that was mulled and died quickly. He heard someone coming then and turned.
A slim young man with a squaro black object slung from a strop over one-shoulder was coming to ward Bannister. "You working for the Post?" the young man asked.
Bannister nodded,
"I'm Sawyer," the
newcomer said. "What's going on here? Austin sald to come over and make some shuts of a couple of dames. What's it all about?'
Bannister explained wint had happened. The photographer slip- bed the strap
from his shoulder and unfastened the case containing "So they're still in there?" he asked, nodding toward McNeal's
his camera.
office,
Bannister assured him that they
were.
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was heading for a telephone. A "and the reason is because they minuto Inter he reported to the as- weren't there. There wasn't an sistant city editor of the Post that inch of that apartmont that wasn't Denise Lang had identified the girl searched. I was there myself and who was under arrest. The rest ofI know!" the story was, all just as he had gly in it before.
Parker Coleman and Denise Lang
were gone when Bannister returned to the corridor. For a newspaper man who had, just turned in an im- portant exclusive story he showed ja surprising lack of exuberance. Ila mood, as a matter of fact, was again at the door of McNeal's Bannister looked quito the reverso. office, scowled and returned to the
press roam.
The news that Denise Lang had identified the blond prisoner na the girl she had been talking with
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"What's the rest of her story?" Bannister asked.
MeNcal scratched him. hund. "We haven't got it yet," he admit ted, "but wo wa! by morning we ought to have a confession.. Maybe sooner.". -
"But you haven't oven got her name yet," Gainey put in. "va biond mystery girl. Where'd she tery girl, huh? Bilas X. Beautiful, come from?".
mitted as
"That's another of the things she won't talk about or hasn't set." fact re- McNeal admitted. The mains that she was the last person to see Tracy King alive. She'd ad- much. Two witnesses The coroner says King died, between nine and 9:30 and that's the time she was in his apartment. Why, it's plain as the nose on your face-
pearing exclusively in the Evening have identified her. Tracy King two days before aр- Post that afternoon but the full story of what happened behind that closed door was reserved for the morning newspaper. It was almost six o'clock when McNeal admitted the reporters to his office. All of them had been wafting an hour or more. They asked questions cager-
"How about letting us talk to her?" Gainey asked.
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"Not now! She isn't going to see anybody until wo get that confes sion."
TUESDAY, DECEMBER 19, 1933.
BY LAURA LOU BROOKMAN
the newest developments in the caso in a friendly enough manner as the two walked along the street toward the office of the Evening Post.
"Well, if our friend, Captain Mc- Neal, is right about it," he said, "my assignment in the Post won't last much longer. All we have to do now is sit and wait for a con- fession."
Gainey frowned. "Yes," he said, "If McNeal is right.. Funny the girl won't tell them her name or didn't want to spill her real nama even where she came from. If she you'd think she'd make up one. wonder if McNeal is right."
"I'm wondering the same thing," Bannlater admitted.
But he wasn't. His feelings, since he had seen Juliet France that morning, hud undergone a complete metamorphosis. He knew now that she had led to him, de- liberately deceived him, trying to play on his sympathy. She had told him one story and the police another. She had said she did not know Tracy King, had never scen him before. Yet Denise Lang had seen them together. Letters- The reportera lingered a few min-what McNeal called "mash notes"- McNeal ignored the questioning. utes longer, McNeal said that they what could they mean but a love caning both arms on the desk be-were trying to trace the girls affair? And a Jealous woman. fore him he began impressively; identity througit, fingerprints, the "Well, I've got something for you missing persons bureau and several have this case solved. The girl has they would have her complete story thin time. I think in 24 hours we'll other agencies. Ho was confident been identified by Link, the clerk soon. at the Shelby Arms, and she's ad- mitted ahe went to King's rooms."
"What's her name?" demanded | Gaincy.
The slender young man eyed the door speculatively. "There's no use of my hanging around hero," he Raid. "The chief won't stand for pictures in the building. Bestly. thing I can do is go outside and wait until thia Lang girl comes out, I'll make some shots of her and then come back and see what I can get on the atlier one."
Bannister said all right, that would probably be best. Sawyer paused long enough to ask for match, lighted a cigarette and then disappeared.
There wore no.sounds now from behind that door. Nothing at all. Bannister, listening, felt his mus- cles grow taut. He did not know why it had suddenly become as im portant for him to know what was going on bellud that door. But
he must know!
pictures?" Gainey asked as he and "How'd Sawyer come out on the Bannister left the room together.
"Don't know. He was here but 1 don't know whether he made any- thing or not.
McNeal shook his head. "We don't know yet," he said, "but we'll and out. She's admitted she went to King's apartment at nine o'clock Was Bannister, who had seamca Galney gazed at his companion. the night he was killed, Said she such a regular fellow, suddeny get went there to get some letters-ting high hat? The tone and afr
"What kind of letters?" one of of Indifferenco the others asked.
suggested it. Gainey was disappointed. The next moment he decided he had been mis- taken. Bannister chatted about
And then the door opened. Park Coleman emerged, and behind him Denise Lang The girl's face was turned so that Bannister could not McNeal scowled. "Letters she'd see it. He said eagerly to Colo-written to him. Mash notes, I sup> man. "The other girl-?"
"She's still in there." Coleman did not look as though he wanted to talk but Bannister paid no attention to that, "But is she the one?" he demanded. "Did Misa Lang identify her?"
An-
It was Deniso Lang who swered. She raised her head and Bannister saw that she had been weeping. Her eyes were swellen and red-lined.
"She's the one," the girl told him brokenly. "She's the one I saw with T-Tracy-1"
Coleman put hand on her arm. roughly but at the same time as though he wanted to shield her. "Come on, Denise," he said, "I'm going to take you home. You ahouldn't have come out to-day, any- how."
He said something more but Ban- nister did not hear it.
Bannister.
pose.
Her story in that she BAW King in the morning and he prom- teed she could have the letters if she came to his apartment that night. But when she got there he said he's misplaced the letters and promised to bring them to her the next day at the hotel. That's her break it yet but we will. Now don t story. We haven't been able to print this, but here's my theory. Evidently this girl was crazy about King. Somehow she must have found out that he was going to marry Denise Lang, and she came here to try to stop the marriage. When she found she couldn't- bingo! You know the one about the woman scorned.' Well-"
Bannister, who had been Ilston- ing silently, interrupted: "What about the letters? Did you find them?"
“We did-not;”-MeNenl-told-hlm.
would do anything. Yes, Indeed. How many murders in the world's
Countless thousands, no doubt. history had taken place just na McNeal had reconstructed this one?
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He thought of the girl in the green-ault again and a single word formed itself in kis mind...“Mur- deress."
(To Be Continued)
BLANKET OF FOG.
ENGLAND AND WALES COLD CONTINUES
London, Dec. 18. Essex, Kent, Surry and Sussex, the With the exception of southern whole of England and north Wales was enveloped in fog throughout yesterday.
It was particularly denso on tho Morsoy side, where traille both on the river and in the city, was dis- organised. Road conditions wero particularly bad throughout the country.
break in the spell of cold. Many There is no prospect yet of any English rivers, whose havels are low and streams sluggish owing to lack is also forming on the Upper of rain, are covered with fee which Thames. British Wireless,
LEAGUE'S FUTURE
CONVERSATIONS SHIFT TOʻ
PARIS
Parla, Dec. 18. Conversations with reference to the future of the League of Na- tions have been transferred to Paris,
M. Avenol (Secretary-General of the League) has arrived here from London after a week's vlait, dur- ing which he spent much time with Sir John Simon (Britain's Foreign Secretary) and interview- ed Cabinet ministers and leading publle men.
Meanwhile, although the French Government is anxiously awaiting the visit of Sir John Simon, it is not expected that his persuasive. aess will alter the Government's attitude, which denounces the ab- solute re-armament of Germany and the fundamental reform of the League-Router,
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