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Our investigation has Just begun. By the by, doctor, may I ask what detained you this after noon?—I gathered from your son that you usually return home long before this time on Saturdays.” “Of course, you may,” the man replied with seeming frankness; but there was a startled look in his eyes as he gazed at Vance. “I had some obscure data to look up before I could continue with an ex periment I’m making; and I thought today would be an excellent time to do it, since I close the laboratory and let my assistants go on Satur day afternoons.” “And where were you, doctor,” Vance went on, “between the time you left the laborat'ry and the time of your, arrival here?” ‘"To be quite speciflc,” Professor Garden answered, “I left the uni versity at about two and went to the public library where I remained until half an hour ago. Then I took a cab and came directly home.” “You went to the library alone?” asked Vance. “Naturally I went alone,” the pro fessor answered tartly. ”1 don’t take assistants with me when I have research work to do.” “My dear doctor!” said Vance placatingly. “A serious crime has been committed In your home, and it Is essential that we know—as a matter of routine—the whereabouts of the various persons in any way connected with the unfortunate situ ation.” “I see what you mean.** “I am glad you appreciate our difficulties,” Vance said, ”and I trust you will be equally consid erate when I ask you just what was the relationship between you and your nephew?” The man turned slowly and leaned against the broad sill. “We were very close," he an swered without hesitation or resent ment. “Both my wife and I have regarded Woods almost as a son, since his parents died. He was not a strong person morally, and he needed both spiritual and material assistance. Perhaps because of this fundamental weakness in his na ture, we have been more lenient with him than with our own son.” HEARTBURN? Its surprising how many have heart burn. Hurried eating, overeating, heavy Smoking, excessive drinking all lead to heartburn. When it comes, heed the warning. Your stomach is on a strike. TAKE MILNESIAS Milnesia, the original milk of magnesia in water form, taken after indulgence, relieves heartburn. Crunchy and tasty. Each wafer equals 4 teaspoonfuls milk of magnesia. 20c, 35c & 60c packages. CHAPTER VII Vance nodded with understanding. “That being the case. I presume that you and Mrs. Garden have pro vided for young Swift in your wills.” “That is true,” Professor Gar den answered after a slight pause. “We have, as a matter of fact, made Woode and our son equal beneficiaries.” “Has your son,” asked Vance, “any income of his own?” “None whatever,” the professor told him. “He has made a little money here and there, on various enterprises—largely connected with sports—but he is entirely dependent on the allowance my wife and I give him. It’s a very liberal one— too liberal, perhaps, judged by con ventional standards. But I see no reason not to indulge the boy. It isn’t his fault that he hasn’t the temperament for a professional ca reer, and has no flair for business.” “A very liberal attitude, Doctor,” Vance murmured: “especially for one who is himself so wholehearted ly devoted to the more serious things of life as you are . . . But what of Swift: did he have an in dependent income?” “His father,” the professor ex plained, “left him a very comfort able amount; but I imagine he squandered it or gambled most of it away.” “There’s one more question,” Vance continued, “that I’d like to ask you in connection with your will and Mrs. Garden’s: were your son and nephew aware of the dispo- •ition of the estate?” "I couldn’t say. It’s quite possi ble they were. Neither Mrs. Gar den nor I have regarded the subject as a secret . . . But what, may I ask,” — Professor Garden gave Vance a puzzled look—“has this to do with the present terrible situa tion?” “I’m sura I navan’t the remotest idea,'* Vance admitted frankly. I’m merely probin’ round In the dark, in the hope of find in' some small ray of light. Hennessey, the detective whom Heath had ordered to remain oq guard below, came lumbering up the passageway to the study. There’s a guy downstairs, Ser geant,” he reported, “who says he’s from the telephone company and has got to fix a bell or somethin’. He’s fussed around downstairs and couldn’t find anything wrong there.” Heath shrugged and looked in quiringly at Vance. “It’s quite all right, Hennessey,” Vance told the detective. “Let him come up.” Hennessey saluted half-heartedly and went out. “You know, Markham,’V Vance said, “I wish this infernal buzzer hadn’t gone out of order at just this time. I abominate coinci dences—” “Do you mean,” Professor Gar den interrupted, “that inter-commu-« nicating buzzer between here and the den downstairs? ... It was working all right this morning— Sneed summoned me to breakfast with it as usual.” “Yes, yes,” nodded Vance. “That^a just it. It evidently ceased functioning after you had gone out. The nurse discovered it and report ed it to Sneed who called up the telephone company.” “It’s not of any importance,” the professor returned with a lacka daisical gesture of his hand. “It’s a convenience, however, and saves many trips up and down the stairs.” “We may as well let the man attend to it, since he’s here. It won’t disturb us.” Vance stood up. “And I say, doctor, would you mind joining the others downstairs? We’ll be down presently, too.” The professor inclined his head in silent acquiescence and, without a word, went from the room. Presently a tall, pale, youthful man appeared at the door to the His Eyes Peering Cseileesly late the Gsrdee. study. He carried a small black tool kit. “1 was sent here to look over a buzzer,” be announced with surly indifference. "I didn’t find the trou ble downstairs.” “Maybe the difficulty is at Otis end,” suggested Vance. “There's the buzzer behind the desk.” The men went over to it, opened his case of tools end. taking out a flashlight and a small screw-driver, removed the outer shell of the box. Fingering the connecting wires for s moment, he looked up at Vance with an expression of contempt. "You can’t expect the buzzer to work when the wires ain't connect ed,” he commented. Vance became suddenly interest ed. Adjusting his monocle, he knelt down and looked at the box. “They’re both disconnected—eh, what?” he remarked. “Sure they are," the man grum bled. “And it don’t look to me like they worked themselves loose, either.” “You think they were deliberately disconnected?” asked Vance. “Well, it looks that way.” The man wa§ busy reconnecting the wires. “Both screws are loose, and the wires aren’t bent—they look like they been pulled out.” “That’s most interestin’.” Vance stood up, and returned the monocle to his pocket meditatively. “It might be, of course. But I can’t see why anyone should }iave done it . . . Sor ry for your trouble.” “Oh, that’s all in the day’s work,” the man muttered, readjusting the cover of the box. “I wish all my jobs were as easy as this one.” Aft er a few moments he stood up. “Let’s see if the buzzer will work now. Any oye downstairs who’ll answer if I press this?” “I’ll take care of that,” Heath in terposed, and turned to Snitkin. “Hop down to the den, and if you hear the buzzer down there, ring back A’. Snitkin hurried out, and a few moments later, when the button was pressed, there came two short answering signals. “It’s all right now,” the repair man said, packing up his tools and going toward the door. “So long.” And he disappeared down the pas sageway. Vance smoked for a moment in silence, looking down at the floor. “I don’t know, Markham. It’s dashed mystifyin’. But I have a notion that the tame person who fired the shat we heard disconnected those wires ..." Suddenly he stepped to one side behind the draperies and crouched down, his eyes peering out cautious ly into the garden. He raised a warning hand to us to keep back out of sight. “Deuced queer,” he said tensely. “That gate in the far end of the fence is slowly opening . . . Oh, my aunt!” And he swung sWiftly into the passageway leading to the gar den, beckoning to us to follow. Vance ran past the covered body of Swift on the settee, and crossed to the garden gate. As he reached it he was confronted by the haughty and majestic figure of Madge Weath- •erby. Evidently her intention was to step into the garden, but she drew back abruptly when she saw us. Our presence, however, seemed neither to surprise nor to embarrass her. “Charmin’ of you to come up. Miss Weatherby,” said Vance. “But I gave orders that everyone was to remain downstairs.” “I had a right to come here!” she returned, drawing herself up with almost regal dignity. “Ah!” murmured Vance. “Yes, of course. It might be, don’t y’ know. But would you mind explainin’?” “Not at all. I wished to ascertain if he could have done it.” “And who,” asked Vance, “is this mysterious ‘he’?” “Who?” she repeated, throwing her head back sarcastically. “Why, Cecil Kroqn!” Vance’s eyelids drooped, and he studied the woman narrowly for a brief moment. Then he said lightly: “Most interestin’. But let that wait a moment. How did you get up here?” “That was very simple. I pre tended to be faint and told your min ion I was going into the butler’s pantry to get a drink of water. I went out through the pantry door into the public hallway, came up the main stairs, and out on this ter race.” “But how did you know that you could reach the garden by this route?” “I didn’t know.” She smiled enig matically. “I was merely recon- noitering. I was anxious to prove to myself that Cecil Kroon could have shot poor Woody.” “And are you satisfied that he could have?” asked Vance quietly. “Oh. yes,” the woman replied with bitterness. “Beyond a doubt. I’ve known for a long time that Cecil would kill him sooner or later. And I was quite certain when you said that Woody had been murdered that Cecil had done U. But I did not understand how ne could have got ten up here, after leaving us this afternoon. So I endeavored to And out” “And why. may I ask.” said Vance, “would Mr. Kroon desire to dispose of Swift?” The woman clasped her hands lha-1 atncally against her breast. “Cecil was jealous — frightfully jealous He’s madly la love with me. He has tortured me with his attentions , . .“ One of her hands went to her forehead in a gesture of . desperation. “There has been noth ing 1 coaid do. And when he learned that I cared for Woody, he became desperate. He threatened me." Vance’s keen regard showed nei ther the sympathy her pompous ra dial called for, nor the cynicism which I knew he felt. “Sad—very sad," he mumbled. Miss Weatherby jerked her head up and her eyes flashed. “I came up here to see if it were possible that Cecil could have dona this thing. I came up in the causa of justice!” “Very accommodatin’.” Vance’s manner had suddenly changed. “We're most appreciative, and all that sort of thing. But I must in sist, don't y’ know, that you return downstairs and wait there with the others. And you will be so good as to come through the garden and go down the apartment stairs.” He was brutally matter-of-fact as he drew the gate shut and directed the woman to the passageway door. She hesitated a moment and then followed his indiesfting finger. When we were back in the study Vance sank into a chair and yawned. “My word!” he complained. “The case is difficult enough without these amateur theatricals.” Markham, I could see, had been both impressed and puzzled by the incident. - * ... “Maybe it’s not all dramatics,’* he suggested. “The woman made some very definite statements.” “Oh, yes. She would. She’s the type.” Vance took out his ciga rette case. “Definite statements, yes. And misleadin’. Really, y’know, I don’t for a moment believe she re gards Kroon as the culprit.” “But she certainly has something on her mind,” protested Markham. (TO BE CONTINUED) Harmonizing With Spring Sermons in Stone In the Regional Museum in Aber deen, Scotland, are many sermons exhibited in stone. These sermons are gathered from all over the Brit ish Isles, particularly Scotland, and represent both social and natural history, and are more impressive than textbooks. As an illustration, Carlyle’s life is not only exhibited by his library of books, but from scenes associated with his life from his castle visits to his fishing haunts. Axe weapons, windmills and other paraphernalia of man’s early history in Scotland are shown as processes of evolution. Geologic al specimens are shown amid flow ers, fishes and birds and give a natural setting to the scene seldom witnessed in completion. 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