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Page 93
"I see you are not allowing anything to interfere with the making
of the picture," Kennedy remarked. "All the people seem to be
here bright and early."
A shadow crept into Manton's face. "It seems almost as cold-
blooded as--as war," he admitted. "But I can't help myself, Mr.
Kennedy. The company has no money and if we don't meet this
release we're busted." All at once he lowered his voice eagerly.
"Tell me, have you discovered something? Is there some clue to
the guilty man?"
"He's found a towel," Millard put in, an expression of half
amusement on his face as he faced the promoter. "In some way it's
a clue to the identity of the murderer, an infallible clue, he
says. He found it in the washroom by our offices. Since Werner is
dead, that points the finger of suspicion at you or me."
Manton's jaw dropped. His expression became almost ludicrous, as
if the thought that he could possibly be suspected himself was
new to him. Millard's eyes sobered a bit at his superior's
confusion.
"There's a door from the dressing rooms," Kennedy suggested. "Any
of the actors or actresses could have used the place."
"Of course!" Manton grasped at the straw. "I had forgotten. There
have been complaints to me about the players using that room."
"I have the towel with me, wrapped up in a paper in this grip,"
Kennedy went on. "It's so very valuable as a bit of evidence--I
wonder if I could borrow a locker so as to keep it under lock and
key until we're ready to return to the laboratory?"
"Sure! Of course!" Manton glanced about and saw the little knot
of people still gathered in the set. "Millard! Go over and tell
Kauf to get busy. He's losing time." Then he turned to us again.
"Come on, Mr. Kennedy, we have some steel lockers out by the
property room."
As we started across the floor I could see that Kennedy was
framing a question with great care.
"Do you ever use snakes in films, Mr. Manton?" he asked.
"Why, no!" The promoter stopped in his surprise. "That is, not if
we ever can help it. The censorship won't pass anything with
snakes."
"You have used them, though?"
"Yes. Once we made a short-length special subject, nothing but
snakes." Manton became enthusiastic. "It was a wonder, too; a pet
film of mine. We made it with the direct co-operation and
supervision of the greatest authority on poisonous snakes in the
country, Doctor Nagoya of Castleton Institute."
XXVI
A CIGARETTE CASE
Kennedy's face betrayed only a remote interest. "Have you any
copies of that particular film?"
"Just the negative, I believe."
"Could I have that for a few days?"
"Of course!" Manton seemed to wish to give us every possible
amount of co-operation; yet this request puzzled him. "Would you
care to go down to the negative vaults with me?"
Kennedy nodded.
First we stopped in a lengthy corridor in the rear building,
where there were no great signs of life. Through a door I could
see a long room filled with ornaments, pictures, furniture, rugs,
and all the vast freak collections of a property room. Along the
side of the hallway itself was a line of steel lockers of recent
design.
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