Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 11 February 1937 — Page 25

THE INDIANAPOLIS TIMES

(Copyright Wil

DENNIS WHEATLEY

1937. by NEA Service, Inc.: liam Morrow & Co.)

BEGIN HERE TODAY Boarding Carlton Rocksavage’s yacht, Golden Gull, off Miami, to investigate the disappearance of Bolitho Blane, British financier and Rocksavage’s chief competitor in world soap trade, Detective Offcer Kettering finds strange marks on Blane's cabin carpet and blood on the curtain, Kettering examines all pessengers including Nicholas Stodart, Blane'’s secretary; Rocksavage and his daughter Ferri; Lady Welter; Reginald and Mrs. Jocelyn, Lady Welter's daughter and son-in-law; the Bishop of Bude; Count Luigi Posodini and Inosuke Hayashi. Kettering finds in preliminary interviews that Rocksavage sought a merger with Blane to save their companies; that Lady Welter is heavily interested; that Hayashi, Japanese agent, sought to sell a huge soap monopoly, either to Blane or Rocksavage; that the Bishop was involved in an unsavory army scandal: that Posodini is an ex-convict; that Rocksavage's former partner died mysteriously in his office. Later, Kettering questions Posodini again, the Count admitting his police record and that Mrs. Jocelyn was ‘sweet on him.” But he adds, “I never mix business with pleasure.” Kettering at once seizes on the slip of the tongue. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Shorthand notes of Detective Officer Kettering's tion of Count Posodini, continued. | Kye say this dame is sweet on you? P.—Yes, she made just one darn nuisance of herself ever since the day after we put out from New York. “Oh, Count, it's such a love- | ly day, would you carry my rug up | to the sun deck?'—"“Oh, Count, | don’t run away, there's so many | things I want to talk to you about.” | —“Oh, Count, must you go below, then let's meet in the lounge be- | fore the others come up for a cock- | tail.” Well, it's all right when you | want that sort of thing, but when | you don't some janes give you the | willies. K.—I get you, Now let's go back | to the night in question. P.—Well, it was this way: When | we were talking in the lounge, be- | fore Rocksavage and that fellow | Stodart came in, I happened to | have mentioned that I had read a real good book, “The Saint in New | York,” it was called, by a guy | named Charteris. When we came down the companion-way she said to me, “Oh, Count, I wonder it vou'd lend me that lovely book you've just finished?” and she takes my arm and accompanies me along to my cabin. I handed her the book immediately we got inside but she wasn't going. Oh, no, sir, believe vou me. Down she sat on the edge of mv bed and engaged me in conversation. She sat there nearly half an hour, and even then I had my work cut out to get rid of her. Then I had to scram after she left, or I wouldn't have been changed | in time for dinner, That's all there | is to it. { K.—Right, that's fine. Now, I want to know why Reginald Jocelyn asked you to join this party in the first place? P.—He fancies himself at poker, so he asked me along in the hope we'd be able to make a little school and brighten up the trip. K.—Did he know that you were a sharp? P.—Well, no, I wouldn't say that, but he's no fool, that boy, although I certainly took a wad off him when we crossed together on the Normandie. He can see as far as most people and, although he's no reason to complain, I wouldn't be surprised if he thinks my castle in Italy to be all moonshine,

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~—Listen, Slick: He wouldn't have asked you to come along if he felt that way about you, and it's pretty obvious from what you say that he did. There must have been some other reason and I want it. P.—Well, if there was, talking about it.

I'm not

K.—Don't you think it would be |

better to do the talking quietly

here with me. than to some heart- | much time that Jane was often late | | to work. Her family and the neigh- |

less cop you'll have to spill the beans to if I send you ashore? P.—You wouldn't do that, chief. K.—I would, and you know it. You're due for a first-class grilling Slick, unless you come clean with me. P.—If only that's all I ask.

you'll believe me,

K.—TI'll believe you all right. Now |

let's have it. P—Well, Jocelyn and I got friendly on the Normandie, and one night I asked him if he ever did a job of work, or just drifted around being the grand playboy all the time. He told me he was in Lady Welter's outfit, and from then on we got talking stocks and shares. He let it out that most of his ma-in-law’s money was tied up in the Rocksavage companies and they hadn't been doing too well lately, because Bolitho Blane and his crowd had been hitving into them right and left. At the mention of Bolitho Blane I just saw red. I've never seen tlie man. Honest, chief, I never have, but he did me dirt once that I'll never forget. He came on board the

old Mauretania to see somebody off | 3 gentleman, he might have backed | ture ever attained?

at Liverpool, and he noticed me among the passengers. He recognized me from a snapshot that he had taken on a previous trip when I got intimate with a friend of his and—well—you know my line of business, chief, I had skinned that friend of his good and grand. He tipped off the purser. The purser told me. afterwards, that he had. They watched me specially during that trip and caught me out. That was the first time and the judge sent me down for 18 months in Sing Sing. Now, I ask you, wasn't that just a devilish trick to play?

Blane himself, but he must go and point me out to the purser as suspect, and that put me behind the bars. I've always sworn that I'd get even with him one day. " ~—30 that's how the land lies, K is it? P.—No, no, chief, you've got me all wrong. Didn't I say that once a guy starts talking he lets himself in. I didn't murder Blane. I give you my word I didn't. K.—I'm not suggesting that you did, but now you've got so far you'd better give me the rest of the story. P.—All right, then. When I went off the deep end about Blane this chap Jocelyn became mighty interested and he said to me, “Now, if you'd really like a chance to settle your account with Blane I can give it. you. A little party is being

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| didn't. That was the last thing in | you want the truth, by the time

my mind. But it seemed a grand | we were one day out I'd just for-

| all. | way? | beans by soaking this crowd for a | | few grand first evening we were out { of port. (kind of a man I am.

» | second examina- |

| of lessons,

| office

| being in a hurry to get to the bank,

| opportunity to get in with the swell

| crowd, like this. | K.—How's the luck been | ning? P.—I haven't touched a card since

|T came on board. There's been a

little mild bridge evenings, that's What d’you take me for anyThink I'd go and spill the

No, sir! That's not the

There might have been just one

| little card party one night before | we got back to port, where maybe {I'd have been the lucky | not | people | there was anvthine [ me.

one, but any of these have supposed phoney ak-~m I valued this higher than that. If I played my hand right on this trip it was a bet they'd be asking me

so lucky that

would ever

York. That's what I was after, and

run- | | hookups with the society crowd |

connection |

gotten every word about that con- | versation in the Normandie. I was so interested in making these new | that I'd even forgotten Blane was coming on board until his secre- | tary introduced himself to Rock- | savage two evenings ago just after | | we sailed from Miami. | K.—You do believe though that | | Jocelyn asked you on board principally because he knew that you had a grudge against Blane? { P.—That's God's truth, Chief— | God's truth, and if you ask me] something fresh must have hap- | pened to make Jocelyn so mad | with Blane that he sailed in and | cid the job himself before waiting | to see if I'd act as his catspaw. K.—All right, Slick, that'll do now. | 11 be seeing you. (To Be Continued) Save this installment as evidence ta help you solve the crime,

EXPERT

By Ruth

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A hoarse yell startled her.

ANE had bought her first car and, after a painstaking course had at last learned to drive it, and had passed the test for a driver's license. Her one weak point was backing. She could start and stop the car smoothly, she could round curves properly, and she knew how to drive on slippery roads, but her backing was very uncertain, This fact bothered her a great deal. It bothered her so much that she spent a lot of time practicing the art of backing. If, at any time, she did a poor job, she always did it over. If, in the morning, when she backed the car from the garage down the driveway into the street, she hit the curb she would pull back in and start over again. tinue this procedure until she was reasonably satisfied with results. This program took up a great deal of time many mornings—so

bors sighed with relief each morning when she finally got away* It was very nerve-wracking to watch | her again and again steering the waveringly backward toward

car the street. Some drivers insist that backers are born, not made, and that no amount of practice can teach the other kind to go backward as skillfully as they go forward. Jane, however, didn't belong to this school of thought.

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HE seldom used the car during hours, but, one day

she decided to drive. As she neared her destination. she took a short cut through an

alley that ran alongside the bank | | building and would bring her out |

into the street on which the en-

| trance was located, The alley was | | narrow, just wide enough for one |

car. a truck entered at the other end. She brought her car to an abrupt halt. If the truck driver had been

| up and let her through, but he kept

coming until the cars were nose to |

nose. Then he leaned out and bellowed at her. Didn't she know, he asked, that this was a one-way alley and that she had entered it from the wrong end? Fearfully,

Jane started backing.

Walls rose on each side of her. The |

| alley seemed to become narrower and narrower. The trusk driver just sat and watched her maneuvers, She did just what she knew she would do. She got the front wheels

It wasn't going in one direction and the back | ter; as though I had taken a wad off | wheels in another. A front fender | 66,500,000 pounds of potatoes.

scraped against the wall on the left,

a! and a back fender scraped the wall | same flower?

on the right. She was stuck. In the end, the truck driver had to extricate the car for her.

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| FANE felt very humiliated by incident, Why couldn't learn to back expertly? became an obsession, The alley became her practice ground. Each day, during her lunch hour, she would take the car around [to the alley and practice going backward and forward in it. If {another car entered the alley behind her while she was in the | process of backing, she simply | changed direction and pretended | that she had been going forward all the time,

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| The game became fascinating, l

| Soon she could back a quarter block

She looked round. between the fender and the wall!

She would con- |

| Jane was halfway through when |

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without having to go forward {o straighten her wheels. One noon, she was so intent on | her maneuvers with the car that she | | didn’t hear a volley of gun shots in | the bank, nor was she conscious of | the long wail of a police siren a few minutes later, with her small, flushed face poked out the window next to her, she was steering a careful path backward between the walls, trying to get as far as possible before a fender scraped. A hoarse yell startled her, Stepping on the brake, she jerked her head about and saw that a man was pinned between her right front fender and the wall of the bank building. She was so upset by this dis= covery that, for a moment, she simpiy sat and stared at him. Then, suddenly, policemen came | swarming through the bank's back | (door, which was directly alongside [her car. They grabbed the impris[oned man, and pushed the car forward far enough to yank him loose. There was a great deal of excite{ment and shouting. Some of the | officers shook hands with Jane. An [elderly man, who looked as though | he might be the bank president, pat[ted her on the back. A reporter | Wrote down her name and address. | That evening's newspaper carried the headline: “Expert Girl Driver Pins Fleeing Bank Bandit to Wall.” Jane read it and was happy, Ex- | pert! She had received the supreme | compliment. THE END.

1937. by Syndicate, I

| | | (Copyright, |

United Feature ne.)

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