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"A'hlood sugar?” proceeded
.Vance.
•"Hie truth la. Mr. Vance," the
woman said, “he haa aerer been
examined." Then she asked quick
ly: "What do you think It is?”
“I wouldn't dare to renture an
epinon, don’t, y’ know, an endo
crine Inantficlency somewhere—
an inadequacy of some intemril
secretion, a definite and prolong
ed hormone disturbance. I thii.k
you ahauld haye your son chec Ic
ed up. It may be something thit
can be remedied."
He scribbled something on a
psLge from a small note-book and,
tearing it out, handed it to Mrs.
Falloway.
“Here is the name and address
•f one of the country’s greatest
endocrinologists. Look him up,
tor your son’s sake.’’
The woman took the slip of
paper, folded it, and put it in one
of the large pockets of her skirt.
“And now,” said Vance. “I
think we’ll return to the drawing
room. And may you have a well-
earned night's rest.”
When we re-entered the draw
ing room we found the group
just as we had left it.
“There are one or two matters
—’’ drawled Vance and stopped
abruptly. Then he said: “But I
think Mrs. Kenting should be
here with us for this discussion.”
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Vance," Kenting said, going to
ward the door,' "ITl get Madelaine
myself.”
He bustled from the room as
he finished speaking, and- we
heard him going up the stairs. A
few moments later we could bear
his sharp, repeated knocking on
a door. Then' there was a long
silence, and the sound of a door
being opened hurriedly. Vanbe
leaned forward in his chair and
seemed to be waiting expectantly.
A few minutes later Kenting
came ruahlng down the stain. He
stopped in the doorway, glaring
at us with wide-open eyes.
“She’s not there!" he exclaim
ed in an awed voice. He took a
deep breath. “I knocked on her
door several times, but I got no
answer. I tried the door, but it
was locked. So I went through
Kaspar’s room, into Madelslne’s.
The lights are all on, but she
isn’t there. . .
“The window—over the yard—
is wide open, and—and the lad
der is standing against it!’’
Quaggy’s cigarette fell from his
lips to the rug, where he stepped
on it with automatic quickness,
without even looking down.
“Good God, Kenyon!’’ he ex
claimed, half under his breath.
The man seemed deeply moved.
Fleel rose to his .^feet and, as
he jerked down his waistcoat
with both hands, appeared dazed
and inarticulate. Even Fraim
Falloway raised himself suddenly
out of his stuper and glowering
at Kenting, began babbling hys
terically.
“The hell you say! The hell
you say!’’ he cried out in a high-
pitched voice. “That’s some more
of Kaspar’s dirty work. He’s
playing a game to get money, I
tell you. I don’t believe he was
kidnapped at all—’’
“Pipe down., young fella,” he
ordered. “Makm’ tool statements
like that ain’t gonna help any
thing.”
Only Varice seemed unruffled
and composed. Heath had gone to
the telephone, and I could hear
him, with one ear, as it were,
calling the Homicide Bureau and
giving officious instructions.
Then he slammed down the re
ceiver and stalked toward the
stairs.
“I want to look at that room,”
he announced. “Two of the boys
from the Bureau are coming up
right away. This is a hell of a
night . . .” His voice trailed off as
he went up the step.s two at a
time. Vance and 'vlarkham and I
had left the drawing-room and
were immediately behind him.
Heath first tried the door-knob
of .Mrs. Kenting’s room, but, as
Kenting had informed us, the
door was locked. He went up the
hall to Kaspar Kenting’s room.
The door here was standing ajar
and at the far end of the room
we could see into Mrs. Kenting’s
brightly lighted boudoir. Step
ping through the first chamber,
we entered the lighte'l bedroom.
.\3 Kenting had said the window
facing on the court was wide
open. Cautiously avoiding any
contact with the window-sill.
Heath leaned out at the window,
and then turned quickly back.
“The ladder’s there, all right,”
he asserted.
Vance was apparently not lis
tening. He had adjusted his mon
ocle and was looking round the
room without any apparent show
of interest. Leisurely he walked
to the dressing-table opposite the
window and looked down at it
for a moment. A round cut-glass
powder jar stood uncovered at
one side; the tinted glass top was
resting on its side several inches
away. A large powder puff lay on
the floor.
Vance lifted up a small per
fume atomizer which was resting
perilously near the edge of the
dressing table, and pressed the
bulb slightly. He sniffed at the
.spray.
“Emerald,’’ he murmured. “I’m
sure this was not the lady’s per
sonal preference in perfumes.
Blondes know better, don’t y’
know. Emerald is suitable only
for brunettes, especially those
with olive complexions and a-
bundant hair. . . . Very inter
estin’.”
Vance then went to the door
and inspected it briefly.
“The night latch isn’t on,” he
murmured, as if to himself.
“And the turn-bolt hasn’t been
thrown. Door locked with a key
And no key in the keyhole.”
"What are you getting at,
Vance?’’ demanded Markham.
“What if there is no key there?
TTie door could have been locked
and the key removed.’’
“Quite so—Theoretically,’’ re
turned Vance. "But when one
locks oneself in a bedroom with
a key, one usually leaves the key
in the lock.’’
He went across the room and
Inlo the bathroom. This room too
was brightly lit. He glanced at
the long metal cord hanginf Iivni.
the electric” fUUre, aad with hU
PRB; ■ •' ,
hand 4irtteA-the welgifof
cynnd,rl^l
o^^attaebed to the qqd pt ^e
^^n. He released it and watph-
eS^-4t swing back and forth..;Ho
looked into the - tumbler which
stood' on the wide rim of the
wwhhowl and, setting It down a-
gaiin, examined the washbowl It
self, and around the edges. He
then bent over the soap dish.
.“What in the name of God
Markham began irritably.
“Tut, tut, my dear fellow,”
Vance interrupted, turning to him
with a contemplative look. “I was
merely attemptin’ to ascertain at
Just what time the lady departed
... I would surmise, don’t y’
know, that it was round ten o’
clock this evening.’’
“How do you figure that out?”
Vance pointed with his cigar
ette to the pull-chain of the elec
tric fixture overhead. It was still
swinging back and forth like a
pendulum.
“When I came into the bath
room,” Vance explained, "yon
polished brass chain was at rest
—oh, quite—and I opined that
its movement, with that heavy
and abominable solid glass cylin
der to control it, would dlscernib-
ly continue, once it was pulled
and released, for at least an hour.
And it’s just half-past eleven
now. . . . Moreover, the glass
here is quite dry, showing that It
has not been used for an hour
or two. Also, there’s not a drop
of water, either in the washbowl
or on the edge; and a certain
number of drops and a little
dampness always remain after the
washbowl has been used.
“And I cannot Imagine Mrs.
Kenting, with her habit of re
maining up late, performing her
nightly toilet as early as these
matters would indicate. And yet
the light was on in the bath
room, and there is a certain
mount of evidence that she had
been powdering her nose and
spraying herself with perfume
some time during the evening
Moreover my dear Markham there
are indications of haste in the
performance of these feminine
rites, for she did not put the per
fume atomizer back where it be
longs, nor did she stop to retrieve
the powder puff from where it
had fallen on the floor.
“And all of these little detail*
taken in connection with the
open latch and the unthrown bolt
and the missing key in the hall
door, lead me—rather vaguely
and shakily. I admit—to the
theory that she had a rendezvous
elsewhere, for which she was a
wee bit late, at some time around
the far-from-witching hour of ten
o’clock.’’
“All right.” Markham said.
But what follows from all that?”
Without answering the ques
tion Vance turned to Heath.
What time, Sergeant,’- he ask
ed, “did you notify Fleel and
Kenyon Kenting about the ar
rangements for tonight?”
“Oh,—I should say—’’ Heath
thought a moment. “Round six
o’clock. Maybe a little after.’’
And where did you find these
gentlemen?’’
“Well, I called Fleel at his
home and he wasn’t there yet.
But I left word for him and he
called me back in a little while.
But I didn’t think to ask him
where he was. And Kenting was
here.”
Vance again addressed Heath.
“I’m afraid, Sergeant, your
fingerprint men and your photog
raphers and your busy boys from
the Homicide Bureau are going to
draw a blank here.’’
“I still want to know,” persist
ed Markham, “what all this time
table hocus-pocus means.”
“It means deviltry, Markham.
It means something damnable. I
don’t like this case. I don’t at all
like it.
But we can’t just sit back,”
said Markham in a dispirited
voice. “Isn’t there some step you
can suggest?’’
“Well, yes. But it won’t help
much. I propose that first we ask
one or two questions of the gen
tlemen downstairs. And then I
propose that we go into the yard
and take a look at the ladder.”
“And after that I propose that
We go home and bide our time.”
When we reached the drawing
room we found all four of its
occupants anxious and alert.
“Have you learned anything?’’
asked Fraiqi Falloway, in a semi-
hysterical falsetto.
“We’re not through looking
round yet,” Vance returned pla-
catingly. “We hope to know
something definite very soon.
Just now, however, I wish to ask
each of you gentlemen a quee-
tlon.”
‘‘What is your favorite per
fume Mr. Fleel?”
The man stared at him in
blank astonishment, and I am.
sure that had be been in a court
room, he would have appealed in
stantly to the Judge with the
usual Jncomp^nt-irrqlevant-and'
tBunaterlal obJeeHen. . Hewerei',
tfii? aiid; wild:
^ouM heh-
thisir local EmpWment office now
so they can bearh» to get a^tioB:;
al benefits based on work the
fourth quarter, which are to „be
available after April 1, the Une«-
ploymehit Compensation CominiS'
don announces. , - -
Benefits for the first quarter of
this year, Januaryr Pebroary and
March, had to be based on the
earnings of workers in the first
three quarters of last*year, or
lip to September 30. On and after
Ajiril 1, this year, the earnings in
October, November and December,
last year, can also be considered.
Many workers had earnings in
Uiose last three months -rf last
year, and had exhausted their -wage
credits or will soon exhaust those
based on the first three quarters
of last year. They still have to
their credit any earnings in the
last three months of 1937, and cm
get those benefits after April 1, if
they are otherwise eligible.
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earnings of last year.
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some of last year and on through
the first quarter of this year, then
the earnings during the last quar
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figuring the benefits, in case he
becomes enmpolyed after April 1.
The city of Greensboro
has extended an invitation to the
N. C. Unemploiyment Compensa
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city, in which adequate quarters
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and boarding places for the work
ers are promised. The available
quarters in Greensboro were in
spected by Mrs.- J. B. Spilman,
member of the Commission, J.
Benton Stacy, Director of Pur
chase and Contract, and P. K,
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Raleigh asked additional time to
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ho managed a condescending
smile and replied:
“I have no favorite perfume—
I know nothing about such
things. It’s true, I send bottles of
perfume to my women clients at
Christmas, Instead of the conven
tional flo-wer-baskets, but I al
ways leave the selection to my
secretary.”
“Do you regard Mrs. Kenting
as one of your women, clients?”
Vance continued.
“Naturally,” answered the law
yer.
“By the by, Mr. Fleel. is your
secret’ry blond or brunette?’’
“I don’t know. I suppose you’d
call her a brunette.”
‘‘Many thanks,” said Vance
curtly.
“What is your favorite scent,
Mr. Falloway?”
(Continued next week)
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