Pulp Fiction, 1923 · page 80 of 196
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~ ARGOSY-ALLSTORY. ‘WEEKLY. = == = = = tour a ee ine The tips were quiver- ‘The girl’s face was white and startled ing, -and the eyes were Swelet with weep- ‘“ You m-m-mean my father? But I didn’t = Sigs —I swear I didn’t. I -hadn’t any idea he — __-* ¥-you’re — you're “Dr. N ancy Day- was coming here. I didn’t know it until— ee land, ” she began, “‘ and I—I—” Her voice the terrible thing happened.” _ was choked with sobs. — She began to weep convulsively. “Nancy gently helped her. “You’re Doro- _- “ No,” enlightened Nancy, “I did not ae Cavendish,” she said quietly. mean Mr. Cavendish. He did not come un- The girl nodded miserably. “I — til later. I meant your aunt, Miss Green- you would never come and help me.” — = ——~——S wood.” | _~—“"Phen you knew I was here?” Dorothy looked up quickly. “Oh, yes, — Ves. JT heard your voice and some one Aunt Ivy came with me in a taxi.” = idresced you by name.” “Where did she go?” __ “Then you must also know why I am “To wait in Mr. Kent’s reception room here? = while I came here.” — = Oh; I as, I do. And I’ve been fright- “Did your aunt know why you were : ened to death, i havens. Sane: how to” coming to Mr. Kent’s offices?” | tum.” : = “Of course. ‘T asked her to come with - “Why?” 7 me for my appointment.” =. Because my father did not know that I “Neither Mr. Kent nor Mr. Shoreham was coming here this morning on something knew that your aunt was coming with sat ite epivate and of which he would: hot Bae = - __ “How could they? J didn’t tell them.” — sat ed what iad As Dorothy Cavendish bowed her head in = a fresh pare aie grief, the top of Aer. ae its crown a heavily ad aha hat- : pin gleamed and scintillated in the light. — - And behind it on the stiff satin crown an- Be aes hole — = accusingly. — a | oS XI. ee I had a eS ei As I was ahead THE NEXT OF KIN. here first.” ——— = HE woman’s weapon again! For a © Did you come here pre ee you en- certainty it was relentlessly pointing - tered the building?” its glistening finger at the women FV e™ : caught in the whirlpool of tragedy. The = «Did either Mr. ee or Mr. Case ex- owner of the inescapable clew entered the a, “et your pattern of the sinister affair. Beyond all = = “Oh, no. My idea came very suddenly.” doubt, the remaining pin in Dorothy Caven- ff “What was this idea?” dish’s hat was a duplicate of the one gripped “<Oh, please, I'd rather not say now.” —_in the hand of the dead man when Dr. = =o “What time did you get here?” Bainbridge extracted it. oe == At twenty minutes of twelve.” Quite unexpectedly Nancy stenned: to the — | = “You are positive?” door. She did not go out, nor even cross “Yes, I looked at my watch. That’s the threshold. She merely held the door tow 1 —— I was = for ae sppeint: ajar and peered out. to his office Dr. Bainbridge had been. €x- — | every os detail ‘concerning it. The : ‘Before taking the. body of the slain man = =