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Show SLAYER TAKES BODIESONTOUR NORTH ARLINGTON. N J . Oct 1H llNSl Calm confession of the double murder of an aged Maine dot-tor and his wife was made today to-day by an la-year-old ex-patient who drove aimlessly for two days through New England with his dead , victims aj illent passengers in the car. A slighting remark he claimed was made by Dr J (1 Litilefield of South Paris. Me . led Paul Dwyer. self-suspected encisl disease sufferer, suf-ferer, to strike him down in anger and later to kill Mrs. Littlefleld to silence her. A policeman making his routine rounds uncovered the amailng crime when he flashed his light in a csr parked nn a side etreet here and saw one of two bodies slumped grotesquely on the rear scat and Dwyer calmly sleeping at the Wheel Clubbed, Wrangled Hurried examination lglifted that Dr. LittlrflrM had been rlubhed and strangled. Mrs. Littlefleld met death by strangulation. Still calm. Iwyer readily gave a statement-told how he killed the doctor because he "made a crack" about his sweetheart, and later slew Mrs. Littlefleld to silence her when ah accused him of doing away ; with her husband. The story went hack -to Wednea- , day night when Dwyer consulted tha doctor and waa told he waa not suffering from a social disease. H aaid tha doctor made a slurring slur-ring remark about his sweetheart. He aaw red struck out with his fist and the doctor went to the floor. ; Murderously angry, Dwyer , pounced on him. slipped belt around tha atruggllng doctor's nerk i and pulled until the squirming form ' waa still. With a hammer, ha cool- I ly finished tha laak. Then quietly, stealthily, he . dragged tha body out to Llttla- I fields automobile, hoisted It Into I the trunk and locked It. Then he returned to the house. summoned Mrs. Littlefleld and told her: "Mrs. Littlefleld, your husband has Just killed two people and has lost his nerve. He wants you to get together all tha money you can and meat him In Boston. "I'll take you there." Joined Dwyer Shaken, unwilling to believe, the Woman nevertheless did believe the crude story, got her pocket book and slipped out of tha house to join Dwyer In the front seat of the automobile, believing aha waa going go-ing to meat her husband In a hideaway, hide-away, determined to atand by him ao matter tha enormity of hia crime and In tha locked trunk the body f Dr. Littlefleld, bounced and jounced as tha car headed over rough roads, circled wildly around corners. To Boston, to Concord In New Hampshire and back to Portland. Ma., Dwyer drov and with each passing hour Mrs. Littlefleld became be-came even mora suspicious. Several times she demanded to be taken to her husband and each time Dwyer put her off told her that It waa to Llttlefleld'a advantage advan-tage that they not try to make contact con-tact with him too soon. She demanded details of her gentle gen-tle husband' supposed laps into murderous mood and to know whom ' war the persons ha killed and why. And again Dwyer waa eva- Itlva. Bit by bit, suspicion chilled her heart Bit by bit, aa she recalled f her peace-loving, kindly husband, I tha monstrous falsity of tha ao- j cusation dawned on her. Then It waa that she turned to ' Dwyer and shrieked In hysteria: I "You killed any husband! What ) have you dona to my poor dear!" i There was no usa to keep up the j pretenaa, and so It waa that to j Dwysr's on murder he added an- :; other. I Coolly, calmly he tosses off his I explanation thi way "So I stran- i' gled hr." j Over the Mat he dumped the i body Into the rear compartment. pulled a rug over It and returned t to hi driving. I Reaching New Tork ha thought of giving himself up, changed hia j mind and still with no definite ; plans headed Into Holland tunnel for New Jeraey. 81eepy, tired, vacant lot beckoned beck-oned ; he drove the car In, ahut , : off tha motor and yielded to Im- i pulae. There, still sleeping com- ;;( fort ably, ha waa found. ; ! Hi feelings: "I'm glad It's over ; aow, I'm glad 1 confessed." ' No remorse, no sorrow Just glad It s ovar." But It Isn't over. The penalty 1 j In Maine (or murder 1 life im prisonment. . i |