THE YELLOW STUB QREAT NEW MYSTERY SERIAL By Ernest Lynn "What time was it?" "About eight or eight-thirty, near as | ean remember, Captain." "Never mind the captain. That apple sauce doesn't work with me. What did this H. A. Jones look like?" "I don't remember much about also, | him. Lemme see--nope." vy' a ill g [ th, fumbled in his coat: pocket withdrew a small handkerchief, d it out to Jimmy. was a white handkerchief, bor- with fine lace, and smelling strongly of perfumeé, Jimmy looked at ft closely. There were no initials, nothing about it to make it different from any other woman's handker- chief, "It was lying on the dresser," vol- untesred Mooney, "right in plain view. That's all we found. It's the only clew whatsoever." "And your theory, Sergeant?" Jimmy turned away from Mooney to address the policeman who had : charge. "My lad, I'm not tryin' to hurt your feelin's, but the way I had it sized up was Just like this. If you'll excuse me for sayin' so. I had fig- cured that your father possibly had | mixed up with some woman and as takin' a short cut to avoid 'trouble. [ hate to say it to your 'face, but you'll welcome the truth 'and this sort of thing im't new to me." ~ ¥ sin "You think there was a woman in room?" 4 "I did at first. I don't know What think now." 4 : "Did you see any woman come up- rs this afternoon?" Jimmy had wheeled to face the clerk. ' "Nn «ir 1 didn't see any come in or go out." "In this hole they are careful not to take notice of any women they see," remarked the sergeant, staring 'grimly at the little bald clerk. A newcomer entered the room, a thin man with thin fron gray hair @ cororatty parted in the middle and "W slicked down closely to his head. His Jarge, red-veined nose seemed too heavy for his face. © The bald hotel clerk seemed to welcome his entrance. "Here's Bride, the pight clerk." he announce. ed, apparently relieved to escape the attention of the sergeant. "Bride," snapped the policeman ». the night clerk, "were you here | peared last night when a man registered for this room under the mame of H. A. Jones?" Pal k ; _ Bride shifted his feet uneasily. : es, sir" fos "Was he a big man or a little maa?" pursuéd the sergeant. You ought, to remember that much." "Well, at that I guess he was a pretty big man. He had his over- coat buttoned around his neck-- it being pretty cold--and his hat was turned down. Seems to me he did have. pretty big ears and--oh, yes-- he had red hair, a kind of sandy sort of red." "Thought you sald he h his hat turned down." "He did. But I could see the hair on his temples. It was cut close, but you could tell #t was red. He just asked for a room, and when I gave it to him he went right upstairs. I haven't seem him since." "Did he sleep in his bed?" "I don't know. Schwartz, the day clerk here, probably wonld know if he didn't." "Did he, Schwartz?" "I guess he did, Sergeant. The maid would have told me if the bed hadn't been slept in." "You do a lot of drinking, don't you, Bride?" growled the sergeant. The night clerk flushed. "I take a drink once in a while." "Well, by the looks of that nose of yours you take a damn sight too many." "Meyer." The sergeant turned to one of his men. "Did you tell "em at Central Station to notify the coro- ner?" "Yes, sir." {"Well, when in the devil is he comin'?" To Jimmy he sald: "We have to leave the body just as it is fill the coroner arrives. They'll take Rim to the morgue long emough to determine the cause of death and then they'll turn him over to your family for burial." "Who's talking about the coro ner?" A large individual, carrying a little black satchel, breezed into the room. With a brief glance around him he knelt in business-like fash- fon beside Lhe body of Henry Rand. He felt over the dead man's heart. "What's it all about, Sergeant?" The sergeant told him, briefly, what he knew. '"Humph," tersely remarked the coroner, "looks like a plain case of asphyxiation. Hello!" He had run his hands expertly over Henry Rand's head. He was feeling with his right hand at the base of the skull. "What is it?" Jimmy sprang for. ward eagerly. "What is it, Coroner?" The coroner frowned. He was ex- amining the back of Henry Rand's head. "There's a slight lump here at the base of the skull that oughtn't to be here. It's not the bone structure, either. Humph. Anybody here know this man?" "He's my father, Coroner." "Did your father carry this lump at the back of his head? Here, feel with your hand." ' Jimmy ran his hand carefully over the spot indicated. He felt what ap- to be a broad welt near the base of the skull and just to one side of the centre. It was firm, but yielded slightly to his touch. "I'm sure," answered Jimmy, "that my father never had this. T¢ CONQUER CONSTIPATION EASILY Epes Voce 1 Tov SREY a tli he had, I'think I would have noticed it years ago." "Your father has been hit in the head with something," quietly re- marked the coroner. "What with, I thing very similar to a sandbag. That is, if he was struck hard en- ough to do any damage. At any rate, there is no abrasion, such as probably would have been caused by a blow on the head with a ¢lub or a | hard weapon." murdered?" Jimmy hung on the coroner's next words. "I don't know anything. I think it possible, but we'll have to have an autopsy to see what caused his death." tered the room. Hvidently a re- quietly with the police sergeant, pausing now and then to jot down & word or two on some twice-folded sheets of rough paper. He stepped pver to Jimmy. "Sorry, Mr. Rend, but will you supply me with your father's age and the number of children he had? I thing I've got most of the details from the police." "He. was fifty-five," answered Jimmy wearily. "He had a wife and two children, my sister Janet and myself." . "Thanks, Mr. Rand. Sorry to trouble you." He turned to the coro- ner. "What is it, Coroner, suicide?" "It's murder," interrupted Jimmy grimly. "He seized the reporter by the arm. "You'll write nothing about suicide until you learn the coroner's verdict." "Oho! You seem pretty sure. Well, I'l stick around a while, I guess. What's your idea. of what . took place?" "My idea," replied Jimmy, "Is that my father was lured to this hotel rodm under some false pretense, probably by some telephone call to he left the department store. tered as H. A. Jones of New York was in this room wafting for my father to come. When father did arrive, he was barely seated before he was struck on the head and knocked unconscious. You noticed that his overcoat is still on him. That is sufficient Indication that he was not in the room very long, or, at least, that he was on his way ont when he was struck. ' "Then whoever hit him tumed on don't know, but evidently with some- | i "You think, then, that he was 8 A strange young fellow had en-|§ porter, for he had been conversing |} his office. Anyway, we can check up | mw to-morrow and find out what time |3 "I think that the man who regis- % the gas, shut the Window if it wae. | n't already closed, and locking the door behind him." "And how > chief?" asked the se "I can't account for ft, I'll admit." "Don't you think it is at least an indication that a woman was in this room, at lemst for a while?" "Not necessarily," put in the coro- ner, whe. had been lMstening to Jim- my wi necessarily. A man could have planted it here, you know. Besides, A out, pretty , to miss, even by someone was in a hurry However, we're in the dark I'll have to the body to the morgue," The reporter spoke to the police 'sergeant. "Mind if I take ® poke around the réom, Sarge?" § about the handker-|H onsiderable interest. 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