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© Ben Ames Williams,
SYNOPSIS
Barbara Sentry, seeking to sober up her
escort, Johnnie Boyd, on the way home from
& party, slaps him, and attracts the atten-
tion of a policeman, whom the boy knocks
down. As he arrests him, Professor Brace
of Harvard comes to the rescue and drives
Barbara home. On the way they see Bar-
bara’'s father driving from the direction ef
his office at 12:45, but when he gets home
he tells his wife it is 11:15 and that he's
been playing bridge at the club. Next morn-
ing, while Barbara is telling her mother
about her adventure, an urgent phone call
comes from Mr. Sentry's office after his de-
parture. Arriving home in the late after.
noon, Sentry reports his office has been
robbed and a Miss Wines, former temporary
employee, killed. The evening papers lurid-
ly confirm the story, and Sentry takes it
hard. Mary, elder daughter, in love with
Nell Ray, young interne at the hospital
where she works, goes off to dinner at Gus
Loran's, Sentry’s partner, with Mrs. Loran’s
brother, Jimmy Endle, Mr. and Mrs. Sentry
call on old Mrs. Sentry, and Barbara, alone,
receives Dan Fisher, reporter, who advises
her not to talk. Phil Sentry, son at Yale, is
disturbed at the possible implications and
suspicion of Miss Wines' absence from her
rooms for three days during August. He
goes home to help. Sentry is arrested and
ed for murder.
CHAPTER III—Continued
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But when Phil opened the door
he saw a young man he did not
know, and the man said: “I'm Pro-
fessor Brace. Is Miss Sentry at
home?"
Phil was bewildered; but then
Barbara, drying her eyes, came
past him. “Of course!” she said.
“I'm sorry, Professor! I'd forgotten
you were coming.”
She shook hands with him uncer-
tainly. He said, looking at their
pale faces, at Barbara's red eyes,
“I'm afraid I've come at the wrong
time."
No one had asked him to come in.
He still stood in the open door. Phil
started to speak; but Barbara said,
“Oh no!” She put on, quickly, like a
mask, a bright vivacity. “Come in,”
she invited. “There's just the fami-
ly here, and grandmother.” She
took his hat. “Take off your coat,”
she said.
He followed doubtfully., In the
living-room Barbara said: ‘This is
Professor Brace, mother. You re-
member I told you about him? How
kind he was?"
Mrs. Sentry spoke composedly.
“Yes, indeed! Good evening, Pro-
fessor Brace. Barbara told me you
rescued her from some embarrass-
ment.” She thought: We must go on
in normal ways, as if nothing has
happened; and she added: “Mr.
Sentry was called out on business;
and when you rang, we expected
him. That's why you had such a
reception committee.”
He nodded, perceiving the tension
on them all, uncertain what to do or
say. Barbara introduced him to
her grandmother, He sat down:
and the talk ran haltingly, with
many silences, till Mary, unable to
endure this, presently rose,
“I've letters to write,” she said.
“If you'll excuse me.” She escaped
upstairs.
“Phil asked old Mrs. Sentry,
“Grandmother, want me to take you
home?”
“Not yet! I'm not sleepy.”
Silence oppressed them, till Bar-
bara, forcing herself to talk, told
over again the story of Johnny
Boyd's battle with the policeman,
and the resulting situation from
which Professor Brace had rescued
her. Phil and his mother scarce
heard her, sat with stony faces,
listening for any sound outside. But
old Mrs. Sentry cut in at last, said
sharply: ‘Stop talking nonsense,
Barbara! It's no time for chit-chat!
We ought to be finding out—"
Barbara turned to look at her;
looked past her, came sharply to
her feet, pale and shaken, pointing.
“Look!’’ she cried. “Who's that?”
They saw no one. “There was a
man at the window!” she whispered.
Phil raced through the hall, and
Professor Brace followed him.
When they opened the front door,
they faced two men. Something ex-
ploded, glaringly, in their faces, and
Phil uttered an angry cry, and one
of the young men-said:
“It's all right, Mr. Sentry! Just a
flashlight. We got word of Mr. Sen-
try’s arrest. We're supposed to ask
whether you have anything to say.
Or perhaps your mother—''
Professor Brace, very still, looked
at Phil. Phil demanded hoarsely:
“Arrest? Who said so?” -
“Inspector Irons.”
“It's not true!”
“I'm afraid it is,” said the re-
porter. “‘He'’s been booked for mur-
der.” And he urged: “Better take
it easy, Mr. Sentry. I know how you
feel, but there'll be a lot of news-
paper men around here in another
ten minutes. If you want to say
anything-—-"'
“I've a notion to knock your block
off!”
The other grinned sympathetical-
ly. “I know. Don’t blame you. It's
tough, all right. But keep your
head, if you're wise.” He looked at
Professor Brace. ‘Are you their
lawyer?” he asked.
“I'm Professor Brace of the Har-
vard Business School But I'm
afraid it's too early for the family
to have anything to say to report
ers.
Phil looked at him in surprise,
then gratefully. The reporter nod-
ded. ‘Sure,’ he agreed. ‘That's
sensible. Be polite, but don’t talk.
And—take a friendly tip from me.
Don't get mad and lose your heads,
don't say something you'll be sorry
for. And—don’t take a crack at
reporters. We're just doing our
job.”
He added: “Another thing that
will save you some trouble, change
your telephone number; get an un-
listed number. Then no one can
call the house except your friends.”
Phil nodded grudgingly.
“Thanks,” he said, *‘“What's your
name?”
“Fisher. Dan Fisher. Anytime
you can give me a break on the
story, I'd appreciate it, of course.”
Old Mrs. Sentry called from the
living-room, “Phil, who's that?"
“A reporter, grandmother!"
“Well, bring him in here. I want
to talk to him.”
Phil hesitated; he heard his moth-
er's whispered protest, heard the
older woman say: ‘Nonsense! He
can tell us what we want to know.”
She called again, “Phil!”
Then Barbara came into the hall,
herself conveyed the invitation.
“Mr. Fisher, my grandmother
wants to see you, please.” And it
Sentry said quickly, ‘Hush, child!”
She spoke to Fisher. “I told you
we were adults,” she reminded him.
“Don’t mince words. I suppose
you're trying to say that the girl
was, as my generation used to put
it, in trouble; and that the police
believe she went somewhere with
my son in August; and that they
sometimes met in his office, to
which he had given her a key; and
that they met there the other night
and that my son killed her, Is that
it?”
Fisher said honestly, “I'm afraid
s0."”
“Why should he kill her?”
“She told the man who brought
her to town that she was going to
get some money."
“Blackmail?’’ The reporter did
not speak; and in the silence Bar-
bara hiccoughed like a sob; and the
old womian said: “Thank you! Good
evening.”
Fisher half-smiled. “I'm supposed
to be interviewing you,” he con-
fessed. ‘“‘But-—"'
“You've too much intelligence to
try,”” the old woman interrupted.
“Come in to my hotel and have a
cup of tea with me some day, young
man. Phil, show him to the door.”
The reporter nodded. “I will
| come,” he said, and he added: “If
was she who made the introduc-
tions in the living-room. “Mr. Fish-
er was here the other night, moth-
er,” she explained. ““He’s a Prince-
ton man, and he knows Joe Dane.”
As though these were credentials.
Her mother nodded icily; and oid
Mrs. Sentry said, *‘I heard you say
Mr. Sentry had been arrested.”
Fisher said quietly, “I don't know
that he's been booked yet, but
they're holding him."
*“They think he killed this girl?”
The young man hesitated; and she
insisted: “Speak up! We're adults!”
“Yes,” he admitted. “I believe
they do.”
“Why? They must have some rea-
son?”
Fisher nodded. "1 can tell you
what little I know, if you want.”
“That's exactly what I want.”
He said: “Well, you see, the rob-
bery was a fake. Whoever opened
the safe knew the combination—or
else was an expert safe-cracker.
The combination had been changed
since Miss Wines worked in the of-
fice. Only Mr. Sentry and his part-
ner and Miss Randall knew it. There
wasn't enough money in the safe,
ever, to make it worth the trouble
of opening, not for a—professional!
*“So the girl didn’t come there to
rob the safe. She came to meet
someone. A man brought her; drove
her in town, let her out at a corner
four or five blocks away at about
eleven o'clock. A policeman saw
him do it; and the man parked
there and talked to the cop while
he waited for her. He stayed there
till half-past twelve and then de-
cided she had made a fool of him.
He told the cop she had promised
to be back at twelve.”
Fisher hesitated, but no one
spoke; and after a moment he went
en, “If you've read the papers, you
know that the Medical Examiner
found a reason why she might have
been killed.” And he added hurried-
ly: "She was missing for three days
in August. Mr. Sentry was away
at the same time. His office had
his address, but they tried to get
in touch with him during those three
days and couldn't.”
He finished quickly: “And she had
a key to the office that was a dupli-
cate of Mr. Sentry’s key. So—Irons
took him in for questioning—and the
man that made her key recognized
Mr. Sentry, identified him, before I
left Headquarters.”
Barbara, her eyes very wide,
started to speak; but Grandmother
you haven't thought of it, you might
call up Mr. Sentry's attorney.” He
turned toward the door, Phil on his
heels. And no one spoke till Phil
came back.
Then Mrs. Sentry asked, “Mother
~-was that necessary?”
“I've had my eyes open all my
life, Ellen. Pretending not to see
things doesn’t keep them from exist-
ing. I've known for fifteen years
that you and Arthur—"
“Mother!”
Old Mrs. Sentry hesitated: she
looked at Barbara, pale and still
like one who gazes upon unimagined
horrors, and was silent. After a
moment Phil spoke.
“I'l call Dean Hare,
mother?" Phil asked.
She nodded. Professor Brace sug-
gested, ‘‘I think that idea of an un-
listed telephone is a good one, too.”
While Phil was at the phone, old
Mrs. Sentry remarked, “Ellen, I
think you'd better put me up here
tonight.”
“I think so too, mother,” Mrs.
Sentry agreed. “You mustn't go
back to the hotel, be there all
alone.” She seemed to welcome the
opportunity for physical action,
rose, said vigorously: “And I'm go-
ing ta put you to bed right now, too!
No use in your getting so dreadfully
tired. Come.”
shall I,
Phil was telephoning from the li-
brary. The two older women,
Grandmother Sentry with a word of
farewell to Professor Brace, depart-
ed. Barbara looked at the profes
sor helplessly,
“I feel—funny!"’ she confessed. “1
don’t really feel a thing.”
“You're still numb,” he suggest-
ed. “If a person is shot or stabbed,
over.”
“And of course,”
returned, she asked quickly, “Did
you get Mr. Hare, Phil?”
Phil nodded. “Yes,”
forehead. Then they heard Mrs.
though to help her.
But she came in strongly, went to
a chair, sat down. Only when she
riness. She looked at
down.
“I feel as though we were all
dreaming, insane,” she said. “I'm
glad you're—a stranger. If you were
one of our friends, you'd be sympa-
thetic, and—I don't think I could
stand that.” She added, ‘At first I
didn't feel anything; but now—I'm
beginning to!”
Phil on one side, Barbara on the
other, pressed close to her, as much
Barbara said miserably, “I think
the worst part of it is not knowing
what has happened, or what is hap-
pening!"
Phil reminded her; and he explained
to his mother, “I asked him to come
later and tell us—whatever there is
to tell—as soon as he knows."
Mrs. Sentry nodded. “We can't
do anything but wait, 1 suppose!”
Her head lifted. “It's outrageous!”
she cried. “We're respectable, de-
cent people.
papers—"'
No one spoke; and after a mo-
ment she said indignantly: “I turned
off the lights in mother’s room and
locked out. There are cars in the
street, Phil, and men standing
around.”
“Reporters, probably.”
“I won't have that. Tell them to
go away!"
Professor Brace said: “They'll
you see."
ble job!" The doorbell rang, and
she exclaimed,
them, don't let him in!"
Brace went together to the door. A
man stood there; reporters grouped
Phil would have closed the door:
but the man said:
District Attorney Flood.”
Phil hesitated.
Flood,” he said.
speak of youu You played cards
together sometimes, didn’t you?”
Come in, won't you?"
The District Attorney came in and
Phil closed the door, and introduced
Professor Brace.
the living-room,” he explained, and
led the other that way.
Mr. Flood, mother,” he said.
could not trust her knees—extended
her hand. “Good evening. [I've
heard Arthur speak of you. This is
our daughter, Barbara.”
The District Attorney bowed, He
was a big man, florid, physically
powerful, a successful
profession too.
faces somewhat in shadow.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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