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City .^inc forest 1 nn o and Cottages A HOTEL OF DISTINCTION Nearest the Gardena (Famous Winter Resort) OPEN JANVAKT TO MAT S. Jeha Uttlagreea. Mgr. Summervil le SoutliCarolina The GARDEN URDI CASE *»T i. g. van Dan Copyright t. S. Vsn Dine WNU Service . SYNOPSIS Philo Vance, famou* detective, and John P. X. Markham, district attorney for New York county are dining In Vance'a apart ment when Vance receives an anonymous telephone message Informing him of a "dis turbing psychological tension at Professor Ephriam Garden’s apartment" advising that he read up on radio-active sodium, consult a passage in the Aeneid and coun seling that "Equanimity la essential." Pro fessor Garden ia famous In chemical re search. The message, decoded by Vance, reminds him that .Professor Garden's son Floyd and his puny cousin, Woode Swift, are addicted to horse-racing. Vance says that ‘‘Equanimity" Is a horse running next day In the Rivermont handicap. Vance is convinced that the message was sent by Dr. Slefert, the Gardens' family physician. He arranges to have lunch next day at the Gardens' penthouse. Vance is greeted by Floyd Garden and meets Lowe Hammle, an elderly follower of horse racing. Floyd ex presses concern over Swift's queer actions. Mrs. Garden, supposedly ill, comes down stairs and places at $100 bet on a horse. Gathered around an elaborate loud speaker service, listening to the racing are Cecil Kroon. Madge Weatherby and Zalia Graem, who bet varying amounts on the race. There la tension under the surface gaiety. Zalia and Swift are not on speaking terms. Kroon leaves to keep an appointment be fore the race starts. Mias Bee ton, a nurse, and Vance bet on "Azure Star." Swift reck lessly beta $10,000 on "Equanimity" and goes to the roof garden to hear the results. Floyd follows Swift, remaining away sev eral minutes. Kroon leaves to ksep an ap pointment before the race starts. Zalia an swers a telephone call In the den. A short time after the announcement that "Azure Star" wins, the guests bear a shot. Vance finds Swift dead, shot through the head with a revolver nearby. Ha says Swift has been murdered. After calling the police, be finds the door of a vault ajar. police will be a relief, after this amateur hocus pocut.” When Kroon had disappeared into the drawing room, Vance went im mediately to the front door, opened it quietly and, walking down the narrow public corridor, pressed the elevator button. A few momenta later the sliding door opened and a dark, thin, intelligent-looking boy of perhaps twenty-two, in a light-blue uniform, looked out enquiringly. “Going down?” he said respect fully. “I’m not going down,” Vance re plied. “I merely wanted to ask you a question or two. I'm more or less connected with the district at torney’s office.” “I know you, Mr. Vance.” The boy nodded alertly. “A little matter has come up this afternoon/’ Vance said, “and I J think you may be able to help me replied. “You may be as mysteri ous as you wish.” Garden rebuked her peevishly. “Never mind the hauteur, Zalia." Then he turned to Vance. “Why didn’t you ring the buzzer for me? I would have come up. I purpose ly stayed here in the den because I thought you might be Wanting me." “I did ring, don’t y’ know/’ Vance told him. “Twice, in fact. But as you didn’t come up, I came down. There was no signal here,” Gar den assured him. “And I’ve been right here ever since* I came down stairs.” “I can vouch for that,” put in Miss Graem. “I’m dashed grateful for the cor roboration,” Vance murmured. “Are you sure ypu pressed the button?” Garden asked Vanpe. “It's Here's New Way to Initial Your Linensl “I’ll tell you anything I know,” agreed the boy. damned funny. That system hasn’t failed in six years. Wait a minute CHAPTER IV—Continued “Not” Kroon tucked in his breath With a whistling sound, and his eyes slowly contracted. “So he shot him self, did he?” Vance’s eyebrows went up slight ly. “That’s the general impression, 1 he returned blandly. “You’re not psychic—are you? I didn’t mention how Swift died, but the fact is, he did die by a revolver shot. Super ficially, I admit, it looks like sui cide.” Vance smiled coldly. "Your reaction ia most interestin'. Why, for instance did you assume that he shot himself, instead of—let us say—jumping off tha roof?” Kroon set his mouth in a straight line, and a look of anger came into his narrowed eyes. He fumbled in his pocket for a cigarette, and fi nally stammered: “I don’t know—exactly ... ex cept that—most people shoot them selves nowadays.” “Oh, quite.” Vance’s lips were still set in a stern smile. “Not an uncommon way of assisting oneself out of this troublous world. But, really y’know, I didn’t mention sui cide at all. Why do you take it for granted that his death was self- inflicted?” Kroon became aggressive. “He was healthy enough when I left here. No one’s going to blow a man’s brains out in public like this.” “Blow his brains out?” Vance re peated. “How do you know he wasn’t shot through the heart?” Kroon was now obviously flus tered. “I—I merely assumed—” Vance interrupted the man’s em barrassment. “However,” he said, without re laxing his calculating scrutiny, “your academic conclusions regard ing a more or less public murder are not without some logic. But the fact remains, some one did actu ally shoot Swift through the head— and practically in public. I could bear to know just where you’ve been and just when you returned to the apartment house here.” Kroon’s gaze wandered. “I believe I remarked before I went out,” he said, with an attempt at serenity, “that I was going to a relative’s to sign some silly legal documents—” “And may I have the name and address of your relative—an aunt, I believe you said?” Vance re quested pleasantly. “I’m in charge of the situation here until the offi cials arrive.” Kroon took the cigarette from his mouth with a forced air of non chalance and drew himself up haughtily. “I cannot see,” he replied stiff ly, “that that information concerns any one but myself.” “Neither can I,” admitted Vance cheerfully. “I was merely hopin’ for frankness. But I can assure you, in view of what has happened here this afternoon, that the police will want to know exactly when you returned from your mysterious sign ing of documents. And now I must ask you to join the others in the drawing-room, and to wait there un til the police arrive. I trust you have no objections.” “None whatever, I assure you,” Kroon returned with a display of omical amusement “The regular “Excellent! Do you know a Mr. Kroon who visits the Garden apart ment?—The gentleman is blond and has a mustache.” “Sure, I know’him,” the toy re turned promptly. “He comes up here nearly every afternoon. I brought him up today.” “About what time was that?” . “Two or three o’clock, I guess.” The boy frowned. “Isn’t he in there?” • i ~ Vance answered the question by asking another. “Have you been on the car all afternoon?” “Sure I have—since noon. I don’t get relieved till seven o’clock.” “And you haven’t seen Mr. Kroon since you brought him up here early this afternoon?” The boy shook his head. “No, sir; I haven’t.” “Many thanks,” he said. “That’s all I wanted to know.” The boy pocketed the money and released the door as wa turned back to the apartment. When we re-entered the front hall, the nurse was standing in the door way of the bedroom at the right of the entrance. There was a worried, inquisitive look in her eyes. Vance closed the door softly and was about to start up the hall, but he hesitated and turned toward the girl- i._ “You look troubled, Miss Beeton,’ he said kindly. “But, after all, you should be accustomed to death.” “I am accustomed to it,” she an swered in a low voice. “But this is so different.* It came so suddenly —without any warning ... Al though,” she added, “Mr. Swift al ways impressed me as, more or less the suicidal type.” Vance looked at the nurse ap praisingly. “Your impression may K rt IJ r; “1 Say, Stop This Nonsense,” He Admonished Her Sternly. havM^been correct,” he said. “But it happens that Swift did not com mit suicide.” The nurse’s eyes opened wide. Her face paled perceptibly. “You mean someone shot him?” Her words were barely audible. “But who—who ?” “We don’t know.” Vance’s voice was matter-of-fact. “But we must And that out . . Would you like to help me, Miss Beeton?” She drew herself up; her fea tures relaxed; and she was once more the unperturbed and efficient nurse. “I’d be very glad to.” “Then I would like you to stand guard, as it were,” he said, with a faint friendly smile. “I want to talk to Mr. Garden, and I don’t want anyone to go upstairs. Would you mind taking your post in this chair and notifying me immediately if anyone should attempt to go up?” “That’s so little to ask,” the girl replied, as she seated herself in a chair at the foot of the stairs. Vance thanked her and proceeded to the den. Inside Garden and Zalia Graem were sitting close together on a tapestry davenport and talking in low, confidential tones. An in distinct murmur of voices from be yond the archway indicated that the other members of the group were in the drawing-room. “I’ve called the district attorney, and he has notified the police. They should be here any minute now. In the meantime, I’d like to see you alone.” He turned his head to Miss Graem and added: “I hope you won’t mind.” The girl stood up and arched her eyebrows. “Pray, don’t consider me,” si* Go^ig to the door he called “Go upstairs to the study, Sneed,” Garden ordered, “and push the buzzer button.” “The buzzer is out of order, sir," the butler told him imperturbably. ’I’ve already notified the telephone company.” “When did you know about it?” Garden demanded angrily. The nurse, who had heard the con versation, left her chair and came to the doorway. “I discovered this afternoon that the buzzer wasn’t working,” she explained; “so I told Sneed about it and suggested that he notify the telephone company.” “Oh, I see. Thank you. Miss Bet- ton.” Garden turned back to Vance. “Shall we go upstairs now?” Miss Graem, who had been look ing on with a cynical and somewhat amused expression, started from the room. ' “Why go upstairs?” she asked. *T11 fade into the drawing room, and you can talk to your heart’a content right here.” Vance studied the girl for ; a few seconds, and then bowed slightly. “Thank you,” he said. “That will be much better.” He stood aside as she strolled leisurely into the hall and closed the door after her. Vance dropped his cigarette into a small ash tray on the tabouret before the davenport and, moving swiftly to the door, reopened it. From where I stood in the den, I could see that Miss Graem, instead of going toward the drawing room, was walking rapidly in the opposite direction. “Just a moment, Miss Graem t” Vance’s voice waa peremptory. “Please wait in the drawing-room. No one is to go upstairs just now.* She swung about. “And why not?’ Her face was flushed with anger, and her jaw protruded with defi ance. “I have a right to go up,” she proclaimed spiritedly. Vance said nothing but shook his head in negation, his eyes holding hers. She returned his look, but could not resist the power of his scrutiny. Slowly she came back toward him. A sudden change seemed to have come over her. Her eyes dimmed, and tears sprang into them. “But you don’t understand,” she protested, in a broken voice. “I’m to blame for this tragedy—it wasn’t the race. If it hadn’t been for me Woody would be alive now. I—I feel terrible about it. And I wanted to go upstairs—to see him.” Vance put his hand on the girl’s shoulder. “Really,” he said softly, “there’s nothing to indicate that you’re to blame.” Zalia Graem looked up et Vance searchingly. “Then what Floyd has oeen try- ir.fi to tell me is true—that Woody didn’t shoot himself?” “Quite true,” said Vance. The girl drew a deep breath, and her lips trembled. She took a quick impulsive step toward Vance, and resting her head against his arm, burst into tears. Vance placed his hands on her arms and held her away from him. “I say, stop this nonsense,” he admonished her sternly. “And don’t try to be so deuced clever. Rua along to the drawing room.’ Soon Mrs Garden came through the archway with a look of resent ful determination, and strode ag gressively down the hall. “Zalia has just told me,” she sad angrily, “that you forbade her to go upstairs. It’s an outrage 1 But surely I may go up. This is my house, remember. v You have no right whatever to prevent me from spending these last minutes with my nephew.” Vance turned to confront her. There was a pained look on his face, but his eyes were cold and stern. “I have every right, madam,” ha said. “The situation is a most seri ous one, and if you will not accept that fact, it will be necess’ry for me to assume sufficient authority to compel you to do so.” The woman raised her eyebrows, shrugged her shoulders, and, turn ing indifferently, went back up tha haU. “Frightfully sorry, Vance,” apol ogized Garden. “The mater is a dowager. Not ac customed to taking orders. And she resents it. She’d probably have spent the day in bed, if Doc Siefert hadn’t firmly told her not to get up.’" “That’s quite all right.” Vanca spoke indifferently. Then he came quickly to the den door. “Let’s have our little chat—eh, what?” Ha stood aside for Garden to enter tha room, then ha followed and closed the door. (TO BE CONTINUED/ Sneed." Pattern 5748 Here’s an exciting new way to inens with crocheted let ters that you can make in varied sizes according to the thread and hook you take. 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