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Show tMi ALEXANDER KORDA ....,. I EDMUND LOWE . MURDER OH :; BIMIOfJD ROW I T J J br EDGAR WALLACE WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE TAe Sgueafcer, underworld character who acts as a fence for jewel thieves and usually betrays be-trays them, is being sought by the police of London, Inspector Barrabal of Scotland Yard, posing pos-ing as the down-and-out "Captain "Cap-tain John Leslie," gets a job in the office of Frank Sutton, who specializes in hiring derelicts. Before long Leslie and Sutton's fiancee, Carol Btedman, who helped him get the fob, find themselves falling in love. Larry Graeme, jewel thief, steals the almost priceless Rissik pearls and is double-crossed by The 4 Squeaker. Be escapes from the police, bent - on revenge, and goes to the dressing room of his sweetheart Tamara, dancer at the Leopard Club, where they are interrupted by a knock at the door. PST Chapter Five i "Yes?" called Tarama, while 'Graeme stood tense, ready to spring jthrough the window whence he had entered. But it was only her dresser, warning that it was almost time for her to go on in the show. He kissed her a hurried but passionate pas-sionate boodbye, while she vowed to come to him somehow, anyhow, wherever he might be, if only he I promptly spotted the slinking figure fig-ure and fell in behind him, following follow-ing him. Graeme turned the corner at the rear of the house and waited, pistol in hand. And when Sutton turned the corner he found himself looking look-ing down the muzzle of the gun. "Good evening, Mr. Sutton. We're ' going to take a little walk to the police station. I came here tonight to kill you, but I've changed mw mind." " Sutton started to argue with him, while they proceeded along the paved pav-ed walk toward the outer gate. "Listen, Graeme," he protested. "If you turn me in they'll get you too." "They've got me," growled the escaped thief. "I'll do fifteen years but you'll do life. Life in a prison full of men who know you and hate you!" - " By now they had reached a pillar' of the canopy that extended over the path. They paused behind it to argue. "Don't be a fool,' Graeme," said Sutton. "I can get you out of the. the country tonight. Look, I'll give you all the money you want anything! any-thing! I'll give it you- right now!" He thrust his hand Into his hip pocket. A moment later there was a muffled pistol shot. Larry Graeme silently crumpled and sprawled on the walk. Sutton, after wiping the '. handle of his gun and flinging it ' into the hedge, walked coolly into 1 the house. . 1 "-3i wrds were needed for what his eyes spoke. could elude the police. Thon, v,'h2n ' he had gone out to take her turn on the floor of the night club, he put on the hat and overcoat which en accomplice had sent for him to Tamara at the club. In the overcoat over-coat were a revolver and a scrap of paper on which was scrawled the anessage: "Sutton at Btedman house, Little Green tonight. R." He crammed the note into his pocket and, fingering the revolver 'inside his coat pocket, climbed out .to the fire escape. - ! Stedman House, the sumptuous 1 Cuburban home of Frank Sutton's senior partner, was gay with music, ;briliiant lights and the festive chatter chat-ter of two hundred party guests.' As Carol and Leslie strolled about the grounds she seemed quite oblivious -to the fact that her fiance had not yet put in an appearance. Inside the band struck up a lively live-ly tune, but Leslie made no move ,to go in. ; "Don't you like dancing?" Carol asked. "Very much but not at the moment." "Are you worried about something?" some-thing?" I "Yes I'm afraid I am." j "Something I've done?" I "No, no. I'm terribly happy about you. As a matter cf fact. . ." He Estopped and lcohed at her. No ;words were needed for what his I eyes spoke. "I'm so glad," whispered Carol. ;She raised her lips to his kiss. "Darling!" ' "Thank you, Carol," he said sim- ply, then kissed her again, linger-; linger-; ingly. I Neither of them had eyes for the jehadowy form of Larry Graeme, I ekuiking along the side of the house only a few rods away. But Sutton, ! arriving strangely late at the party : nd looking expectantly about him, It was Leslie who found Graeme's body, and when Inspector Elford1 arrived to take charge of the case he placed Leslie under arrest onj prima facie evidence. Carol started to protest that there was no proof ' whatever of Leslie's guilt, but she was interrupted by Sutton, who pointed out that he had been in the garden shortly before the body was found, and had seen nothing. "The murderer must have come from the house," said Elford, "otherwise you would have seen him, since you came down the drive. Isn't that so, Mr. Sutton?" Sutton replied that it was so. During all this Leslie, despite Carol's impassioned pleas, made only the most perfunctory effort tot defend himself against the charge! And after hearing Sutton's admis-j sion that he had been in the gar-j den just before the murder, Leslie, suggested to the inspector that theyi get along to prison. I "Haven't you anything to say?"! cried CaroL "No' explanation? No-' thing?" "There's nothing I can say," re-t plied Leslie, and turned to go outj with the arresting officers. j Leslie and Elford, having reached ' Scotland Yard, congratulated each j other on the success of their bit of play-acting at Stedman Hour 3. , "That fake arrest certainly made Sutton talk," remarked Leslie. "He was so anxious to squeak on me he did a little squeaking on himself." him-self." "What we need now," pointed out Elford, "is a definite link between Sutton and Graeme." "You're right," agreed Leslie. "And I think I've got it!" (To be Continued) Copyright 1937 by Doited Artiat Corporation |