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Walttfi* la th« nalnlatar'a atudr, Jtm . about to bo marrlad to Dorta Carmody. la atabbad to death. Pater Cardigan, with Bargeant Kllday. baglna the Invaatlgatlon. Franklin, while waltlag, bad vlaltora, among them bla mlatreaa, ‘Ohoo Choo" Train; hla In- tandad wtfa'a father. Ambroae Car- aM>d)r; her brother, Ryllo; Daniel Bul- lla, politician, and a 'Woman In a blue IlftdfeJRylUL.CaxmodjL admlta trying to atop the wadding,'after being liiformeU by Webater Speara that Franklin was atttl friendly -with Choo Choo, despite bla approaching marring*. Kllday se- WWW U*ym Wrnm f; n ) - Ha Shipley, one of the brldesmaldn, Rylle'a friend, the Inveatlgators learn nothing. An Interview with Bullla Is fruitless. Webster Spears admits In forming Rylle Carmody of Franklin’s relations with Choo Choo. for Doris Carmody's sake, In the hope of pre venting the wedding. Fletcher, Frank lin’s man-servant. Is reticent. An In terview with Milo Dunbar, Franklin's law partner, and search of the dead man’a office, reveals nothing of Im " portance. Choo Choo adsnlts her rela tions with Franklin were to continue after hla marriage. Six of the eeven keys Franklin carried are traced. Kll day decides to arrest Webster Spears and have Rylle Carmody shadowed Callls Shipley vainly tries to convince Cardigan of the Innocence of Rylle Carmody and Spears. CHAPTER VIII—Continued —18— „ ' That's* why 1 denied what Web had Mid Bt the church. That looked dam- •(lilt for Rylle, too. Oh, I’ve been very foollah. I can see that now, But I waa only trying to help nylle,’’ “Perhapa,” suggested Peter, "we'd better go down to headquarters. Kll- «*y will want to hear your story." Callls shrugged hopelessly. "What would be the use? He won't believe •Qythlng I say, now, no matter how true It is.’' Copyright, IMS. by ths Bobba-MsrrUl Oat, WNUSsrvlM. to atop ttie wedding by other meaoi. That’s Why he hurried home In search of bis father, Mr. Cardigan. And If he returned to the church lb time to commit the crime, Ife was there In time to see his father and stop tl** wedding by more pelweable means. Kven If be had been ready to commit a crime to stop that wedding, It wasn't necessary. Can't you see that? All^be had to do "'Wot w* hla- father-and‘hie purpose would have been accomplished." It was a telling argument, as far as Kylle Carmody went. But It did not absolve Webster Spears of complicity In the crime. Peter reviewed the evidence In his mind. Certainly, If Rylle had been In search of his father, there was still time to see him at the church If he had arrived In time to commit the murder. But bow about Webster Spears? Why had he, as was shown, left the church at tho last minute? Was this girl’s first Interest really In young .Carmody? Was that the sole reason for her surreptitious - visit to Spears’ home the previous evening? Peter hazarded a shot In the dark. “Where did Webster Spears go when he left the church, Miss Shipley? Why did he leave. Just when he did?" "He told me he went straight home, because he didn’t want to stay and see Doris marry Jim Franklin. Web was In love with her -had been, always." "He waa rather late In deciding he didn't want to see the ceremony, wasn’t he?" "I think," the girl spoke very slowly now, M I think he hoped Rylle would suppose they have to watch everybody connected With the cue until It Is solved." They aren't following me,” the girl reminded him gravely. They aren't following your father.' There are a great many people connected with the case that aren’t being followed, Rylle. -^•How about Web? He wu only trying to help me keep you out of this. I'm sure he Isn't a. murderer. He can’t rhe! But Tusfthe same, t?»W have him In Jail. oh. it worries me, Rylle. I can’t help It." —He kissed her on the Hpe-ond‘held her to him. "It’s almost worth it to know thnt you care so much, darling,’* hB muttered. Ills pressed her sweetheart to her Chilli ercely to you. Carfllgan. “And you think I might?" "I had hoped you would," simply. "Sergeant Kllday terrifies me. He’s a man-hunter. To him, this la Juat an other murder. Some one roust pay, •ven," she hesitated, "even * If it la Rylle." "I’m not afraid to tell you the truth. 1 might be, If Rylle were guilty, but he Isn’t. Pm not afraid to ask you to help me. And I need help, now, Mr. Cardi gan. Rylle Is being followed by the police. They suspect him of the crime, largely because of what I have done. Web has been arrested, and I’m afraid that’s my fault, tbo. You see, I’m the one responsible for the predicament they both are In. If I hadn’t tried to twist the facta around, neither of them would be suspected now, I’m sure. It’s my fault and I must help them, some way. That’s why Pve come You must believe me, Mr. And you must help me." - "Pm afraid you overrate my ability.’ Peter replied. ^ "If It’s a question of money," the girl continued eagerly, "I will pay any fee you name. Pve read of you, Mr. Cardigan. 1 know you can help me If you only will. You have solved other mysteries where the police have failed. Money la no object, you un derstand." “You aren’t asking me to solve the mystery. Miss Shipley," declared Peter soberly. "You’re asking me to prove that these two young men «re Inns cent.” "But If I know they are Innocent—’’ she pleaded. Peter braced himself against the wistfulness of the gtrPa appeal. Determining that Callls should not fool him again, he realized grudgingly that he hoped this time he might be lieve her. From the first, be had wanted to be lieve her, yet she had betrayed his Instinctive confidence In her, not once, but several times. Now, trapped by these admitted discrepancies In her previous testimony, she courted his as sistance. Probably she had sensed his sympathy from the first and relied upon Its spell now. Was that why she was reluctant to submit to Kllday’s questioning? He was angry, with him •elf as much as with the girl. “What were you doing at Spears’ last night?” he challenged. “I knew It was he who told Rylle about that actress. That was why Rylle was so anxious to stop the wed ding and I wanted to be sure Web didn’t say anything that would In crease the suspicion against him." “What did Web really say when he left the church?" Peter checked an other discrepancy In her storv. She hesitated only for an Instant. "He said. ‘Where’s Rylle? If he were here, there wouldn’t be any wedding.’ You see I told you the truth the first thne, trot after Web»aud I talked It over, we decided that remark was very damaging to RyHe. We both agreed to change It a little, for that reason." “Rylle had told you that he Intended to stop that wedding, hadn’t he?" Peter was struggling against the grow ing conviction that she was telling him the truth now. The manner In which •he was able to warp his sympathies to her side made him doubtful of his Judgment "Yea. But," she hastened eagerly to explain, “he was trying to stop It by informing hie father about this actress. If he had planned a murder, would be have gone to the church, where he quarreled with Franklin before two witnesses? Would he have left him there to hurry home in search of hla father? Those aren't the actions of a murderer, Mr. Cardigan. Murderers dont leave as plain a trail as that" "Not usually. Not unless the mur- 4er was A last resort, after everything qtoo had failed." Callls restrained a gesture of imps- "too admit that he waa trying fiercely. Her face was white “It was really my fault that they suspect you," she said. "I—I was afraid, at first, that yon had dond It, Rylle. It terri fied me. That’s why I lied to the po lice—at first. That’s why they suspect IPU,’!— , \ ■ = She refused to meet his gaze as he relinquished his hold upon her. “After I knew how determined you were fo stop the wedding, and then discovered you were not In the church, I didn't know what to think. When Web Spears told me you weren’t there, I made some kind of excuse and ran around to the sacristy in search of yor v Nick Royce was there. Jim Franklin was in Doctor Abernathy's study. When Nick saw how troubled I was, be knocked on the door and asked If you were there. T can’t tell you how relieved I felt when I learned you weren’t." \ She made a tremulous effort at a smile and evaded hla arms. “I must tell you the whole thing. When Jim never appeared at the al- ftnd a wey to stop the wedding^ after ter, think only of you. You see, Rylle, you He Kissed Her on the Lips. what he had told him. But as the time approached and It become evident that Rylle had failed, he decided to leave. That’s why he made the remark he did. He couldn't understand what had happened to Rylle. You see, up to the very last, he hoped the wedding would be stopped." “Then perhaps It was he ^ho took tl)e only method left to stop It," de clared the novelist grimly. “It begins to appear that Sergeant Kllday Isn't far off the track, after all." "Would he have made such a re mark as he did had he been, on the way to murder Franklin?" demanded Callls Incredulously. "Possibly. A ma*n on his way to commit a crime Isn’t thinking rational ly or he’d abandon hla errand. “No," Peter rose with an air of finality. Tm sorry. Miss Shipley, but I’m afraid I can’t be of much service. Your argument concerning Rylle ia very convincing. It seems logical to believe that he wouldn’t have killed Franklin, but Instead, would have gone to hla father and halted the wedding In that way. • t “But with Spears It was different. He had already gone to every one he could. He had eves telephoned Am brose Carmody, anonymously, telling him about Choo Choo Train. Every thing we know about the case clearly demonstrates that Webster Spears was doing everything In hla power to atop that wedding. There is no good* rea son to believe he was not the man who found In Franklin’s death the only pos sible means of preventing hla mar riage to Doris Carmody." ^CHAWWIX - Rylie Disappears Callls Shipley’s visit to Cardigan had been the result of an earlier Interview with Rylle Carmody. Rylle had driven her home. In the entry, they paused to watch a very plain, self-effacing man clamber from his taxicab several doors away. But he did not enter the house lo front of which he had stopped. Instead he fumbled with and lighted a cigar, until the cab had driven from view. Then, apparently with nc destination In view, he saun tered s’owly up the street Cal He. peering from behind the cur tains, made qo attempt to conceal her annoyance. "Is it the same man who followed you this morning?" “What difference does It makt, dear?" Rylle pulled her away from the window. “If Sergeant Kllday wants to have me shadowed, there’s nothing I can do about It We both know Ta Innocent Innocent people have noth in! to fear from the police. Caliia. I l—Unveiling the monument to William Jennings Bryun In Washington which was erected by congress. 2 Air view over Governor's Island showing the part of the East river between the Island and Battery park which may be filled in to form an airport site. 3—Funeral cortege of the late MaJ. Gen. Hugh L Scott, famous Indian fighter and former chief of staff, as It neared the grave In Arlington National cemetery. w ———— ■ ■■■ ' . i—. wmm • • ■ i» ■ ■■■in i—oi "" 11 1 — "" " ——— « Japan’s New Houses of Parliament in Tokyo bad been so determined to keep him from marrying* Doria.* The last thing you said to me was, ThereTl never be a wedding today, honey. Tm going to have a show-down with Jim Franklin.' That kept ringing In my ears, there in the hurch, when he didn’t come. I didn’t like him, either, but I was pray- r :ig for him to come, praying harder than I ever had Id my life, because I was afraid if he didn't, It meant that something terrible had happened, and that you were responsible,” "Don’t worry, dear. Everythin^ - turned out for the best." With awk wardly gentle hands Rylle stroked the gold of her hair. . “For the best? With Jim Franklin murdered, Web arrested for the crime and detectives shadowing you!” *T only meant that the wedding had been stopped, even if I didn’t do It And they can’t pin It on me. Tm Inno cent." He shrugged. "Oh, Callls. Don't look at me like that You can't ; expect me to pretend any sorrow for | Jim Franklin's death. I hated tha man. The world is better off without j him. Better off, I tell you." Hla voice had grown suddenly harsh. "Do you realize what a h—1 Doris' 1 life would have been, married to him? With a chorus-girl mistress that half of , New York knew about? Have you seen the newspapers? Dorts’ picture-, j yes, and yours, too, flaunted on tho front pages of the tabloids, together ! with photographs of that actress! "I’m not sorry for Franklin, I'm glad 1 Glad that It happened! Glad that my sister waa saved from bim, no matter how It happened! Til be glad If the murderer gets away- I, hope they never find him." He rank Into a chair and clasped his white face In both hands. The girl waa on her knees betide him, her soft arms clasping hla knees. “You mustn’t, Rylle, you mustn’t," she whispered. "No matter how you feel, you must never talk like that again. What If tome one else were to hear you? Oh, when I think that if* my fault that they suspect you—" Tenderly he took the girl in hla arms. "It’s no oae’s fault, and I’m In no danger, really, honey. You must re member that. Keep repeating .It to yourself. There Isn’t 'any danger. There Isn’t. There can’t be, because Rylle didn’t do it” "It’s like a terrible shadow, that la slowly coming between us," the fir! whispered. "Nothing caa^ver come between oa, dearest," murmured Rylle. "Doris probably thought that, -too. Just before the wedding, and see what has happened to her." CaMla shivered. - "I wish we could figure out some way of running away from It alL I never want to see another detective "5g5nr~TJf course, that’■ foollah. W* can't do It, but—" "We can do It!" Interrupted feylla eagerly. "Let's. Listen, Bill and Flo •are at Martin’s Cove. Why couldn’t we drive up there this evening? If wa leave here at eight, we can get there by midnight." "And have detectives and reporter* hiding behind the hedge every time we go for a swim?" Her'voice, waa ironic. This handsome building In Tokyo, the new houses of parllamei.l, is nearing completion. It is of Japanese design and construction throughout, the only foreign articles being a mall chute and a thermostat “BLOSSOM QUEEN” President Gets First Buddy Poppy think of Web. I wouldn’t feel right about running away with him aader arrest. We must stay here and Me things through. Whatever he has done, has been done to help yon, Rylle. I feel sure of that.” The boy turned away, hi* eyes grown grave. “I’m not so sure,’* he Mid. Tve talked to Dad. He isn’t admitting it to the police, bat he is rare It was Web who telephoned him shoot that actress. Web was trying mighty hard to stop that wedding." . “You think—" (TO BK OOMT1MVBD4 Miss Connie Le Gard of Muskegon, Mich., who ruled for a week over the blossom festival In Benton Harbor and St Joseph. ARAB RULER FIGHTS Little Miss Muriel Morgan ot Eaton. Mich., presenting to President Room velt the first buddy poppy of 1934, while James E. Van Zandt, commander In chief of the Veterans of Foreign Wars, looks on. Muriel, who Is three jeers old, made The trip from the organization's national home for widows and orphans of ex-service men to start the poppy campaign. ~ B ' \' ' " ' ' 'l" Cavalcade and Gamer Win the Derby . Ibn Saud. fanatical ruler of Saudi Arabia, who has been fighting to con quer the ancient kingdom of Yemen. He has a powerful* army with modern , "It isn’t so easy as that, Rylle. And equipment Pyramids of Egypt The pyramids of Egypt are awe-ln- spiring project*, Judged even by mod ern engineering standards. Architects recently estimated that a solid stone replica of the Great Pyramid, If erect ed In New York, would cost about 9106/100,000 and would take 2,250,000 maiMlayi of labor. A modern struc ture of the same else and shape In steel and concrete 'would cost 115,000,000 and require 790,000 man-days.—Liter ary Digest - ' Here is Cavalcade, winner of the sixtieth Kentucky deeby, with Jockey Mack Ukrner up, photographed immediately after the race. The brow* cell waa entered by the Brookmeade stables owned by Mrs. L D. Sloan. -