Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 17 July 1937 — Page 14

CAST OF CHARACTERS

JOY—Heroine, hostess in smart Maine tearoom.

ROGER—Joy’s fiance; rising young designer.

ANGELA—Joy’s rival in love.

DICK—Wealthy young playboy, Roger's rival in love.

Yesterday: Roger and Joy quarrel over Peter. Joy returns her engagement ring to Roger as they part in anger.

CHAPTER THREE ONDAY: Stopped at the news stand in the Roosevelt Hotel today and bought a magazine from the clerk who usually waits on me. “Look,” she whispered, glancing in the direction of the dining room, “here's the man who owns the AceHigh Club.” I turned around while she continued, “He’s with the young fellow who designed the interior and furniture for it. They say Rocco wants him for his daughter you bet she likes him . . . nice, clean-cut fellow . .. wouldn't mind having him myself. Oh, don't you feel good?” I knew my tell-tale face was betraying my heart so, making the best of it, I forced a smile and pointing at the clock, said, “I'm all right, but look at the time!” and putting the change in my handbag I hurried away. u n un i

HEN I neared the door, Roger

was already on the sidewalk. A flashing, metal-trimmed car was | at the curb. The door opened. An- | gela’s laughing face was raised to | his. . . . If only I could have heard | what they said when he got into the car. Peter didn't say much when I told him Roger and I had broken our engagement; but his, “Gee, Sis, | Roger's a swell guy!” still rankles. | Don't I know it? | I've tried to console myself with | the thought that Roger deliberately | made an issue of Peter's future so | that he could bring our engagement | to an end; but my heart tells me | that’s not so. There are moments | when I can feel Roger's kisses on my | lips. I have not heard from him all day . whether Angela really means some- | thing to the man I shall always love. |

world. So much has happened a\l I can do is jot down some of the highlights. Took the job at Mrs. Fenwick’s, though I almost lost out because of Peter . .. she didn’t want any little boys around . . Miss Pegler heard about it . her summer home's quite near the tearoom .. . one word from her put me right in.

I'm sure I'll love it here . % imagine getting a summer holiday in Maine for nothing (my expenses going snd coming are being paid by the lady) and earning a nice salary for a few hours’ work every day! Best of all the manager promised me my job at Long's would be waiting for me when I returned to New York in fall!

What was that noise? With ears trained to the screech of “El” trains, the shouting of newsboys and fierce shrieks of fire truck horns, it seems terribly quiet in the country. Everyone's gone to the village to the movies tonight (the college girl waitresses and | the famous cook, Big Kate, live

| in the cottage with us)

| Peter, who's asleep upstairs.

" HERE it goes again! I've got to see what it is. ‘Cal, the handytold me today we're almost

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a mile from the nearest neighbor . . . sounds like someone knocking . .. Rowdy, part Airedale, part German police dog, hears it, too. Back at my desk once more, still Well, I tiptoed into the hall which was in semidarkness (Mrs. Fenwick likes to save electricity), nearly touched the ceiling when I saw a face pressed against the lower pane of a small window beside the front door. “Hi, there . . . anybody home . . I want to phone,” a man’s voice called. Rowdy rushed ahead of me, barking furiously .. . I told the man I daren't open the door in case the dog would go for him. (He looks the fiercest thing, but he’s gentle as a lamb with his friends) offered to make his call for him. He stormed about for a minute, then agreed, while I racked my brain as to where I'd seen his face before . . . got his number . . . a foreign voice answered . . . couldn't or wouldn't understand my message . . returned to man . . . told him . then, scowling as he glanced toward his stalled truck, he said, “Tell them to step on it . . . Jigger says so!” | I'd seen him.

| (To Be Continued)

Daily Short Story

THE SNATCH—By Frank L. Brunton

JHEN the lights of Bellwood flickered and faded out in the distance Squinty began to worry. Every minute that his foot pressed the accelerator brought them racing closer to the state border, and that imaginary line brought beads of fear to his brow and a hollow sinking sensation to his stomach.

.if'only I ‘might know | hunched over in the seat beside |

him, growled: “Take the next road to the right and keep giving her the gun.” Squinty’s heart sank. The next road to the right would take them to Cooperston, an easy five miles into the next state. the border everything would be twice as bad. You had to worry about the Federal men then. A muffled sound came from the tonneau, where the girl and the

Now he took the woman's arm and hurried her toward the car. Jake seized her free arm and to{gether they pushed her gently, but |firmly into the rear seat. wake threw the suitcases inside, then leaped in beside them. By this time { Verdi had appeared, running, his {breath coming in short puffs. He | jumped into the front seat beside | Squinty and said, “Drive for Bell-

| They rounded a curve and Verdi, (Wood, pronto!”

Suddenly I knew where | |

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ERDI was rubbing his knuckles. “I'm sorry I had to sock that | butler,” he said, “but I told him

| we meant business.”

And now, Squinty told himself

Once across | despairingly, it was too late to yar | >

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Her promises were still ring- | young man were being guarded by that he was back racking the balls |

ing in my ears as we said goodby | she'll probably marry a count | and forget everything else. { 1 |

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a OU'RE not going to stand for | that, are you?” Gail asked when she came on duty in the afternoon. “I think it’s time a | one put a flea in the ear of that gossiper,” and she thrust a paper | into my hand, her finger pointing | to this paragraph in The Crow's! Nest: “Betting’s in favor of the lovely | Angela leading her young designer | to the altar.” I laughed and handed back the newspaper. |

Jake. Tt startled Squinty and he

was not reassured when he heard |

Jake's voice, low but firm: “I think it would be better if you

| kept quiet”

The muffled sounds choked off suddenly as Squinty swung the big sedan to the right and headed for Cooperston. Ten more minutes and they'd be across the state line—if nobody caught them. ” n ”

QUINTY began to hope that they would be caught, before the thing got too complicated. He turned to Verdi. “Listen, Verdi, this thing has gone far enough.

How far do I have to |

[in the 18th St. poolroom. ing and into Cooperston.

Verdi. pinched for speeding?”

accelerator. turn left at the second street corner. A traffic policeman halted a lane of cars to let them turn left. Squinty decided to count the blocks from the intersection to their final destination—wherever it might be. The | cop might come in handy. Better | to make a clean breast of it before | something terrible happened. | As the car straightened out, Jake leaned forward and handed Verdi

“Then there's nothing to all this | drive this bus to make 20 bucks? | an envelope.

talk about Roger and Angela?” { I shook my head, and darted to | the locker room. Does Roger know | where he's drifting? His strength | of character . . . how much I ad- | mirad that. Went out with Dick . a grand time , . . disturbed a bit | though at that car that came along- | side us as we crossed the Queens- | borough Bridge. I can see the | dark, ferret-like eyes of the driver now . . . they were riveted on Dick when the traffic lights turned . against us. Mine followed their gaze . , . Dick's face was pale beneath his tan . . . his knuckles | showed white as his hands tightened their hold of the wheel. | Wondered if Dick recognized nt

. » had!

. « . decided silence was ‘‘golden.” = = n

OLD Dick of my ill Tuck . . . got a counterfeit $10 bill in | change . . . he wanted to give me | another one for it . . . opened his | wallet. I saw a big wad of new | bills . . . of course I refused. I told him I wasn't passing my ill | luck on to him . . . guess he's quite ! generous . . perhaps I've misjudged him. Surprised to learn Dick knows | Roger . . . knows that he got his | chance with Rocco because he went | down one night to take the place of a friend who sings there, and accidentally left a portfolio of his designs in the club. “Rocco found them, I suppose . .. got a swell job for almost nothing, I guess,” Dick said, his disturbing eyes searching mine. “Yes, but Roger didn't mind that . . . it gave him the chance he wanted to break into this line of work, and now he's getting on | well.” “So T seen According to the gossip in The Crow’s Nest, it's to be another case of poor boy makes | good and marries his patron's daughter.” “perhaps,” 1 answered as lightly as I could; but that spoiled the rest of the evening for me.

» I might have been spoiled bea

fore if I had let myself think ut what the manager had said . he might have to let one of wus girls go if business slackened off . . . suppose I'll be the one as I've been at Long's a shorter time than any of the others. -Has my luck gone sous Called me later . . . said Mrs. Fenwick, the society woman, wanted someone to be hostess at her swanky tearoom in Maine. With Peter on my hands I guess that’s out for

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Can't we dump ’'em out here?” Verdi didn't even turn his head. From one corner of his mouth came the words: “Quiet, please.” Squinty began to fret Cripes, hadn't Verdi and Jake ever

“‘Can’t we dump ‘em out here?”

heard of the Lindbergh law? “Quiet, please.” Well, they'd all be quiet if the Federal men took a hand in this. You can't beat the Government. Squinty shivered, Verdi had double-crossed him, that's what. Only the day before Verdi had sought him out at the poolroom and said, “Squinty, will you drive for us on a little job? We'll give you $20 for a couple hours and another five if you keep your mouth shut.”

ELL, that proposition had looked all right to him. He knew Verdi and Jake did a little innocent second-story work now and then. A bit of jewelry, a few dresses and coats. Nothing important— nothing at all like this—this kidnaping! Kidnaper, that's what he was, public enemy. Every man's hand would be against him now. : Dead ahead now Squinty saw the dull glare of Cooperston’s lights. He wished he had yielded to his first impulse to sneak out on the job, an impulse that had come to him when he pulled his car into the alley behind the great, gray house on the drive. As he drove up, with all but parking lights out, Jake stood at the servants’ entrance, watching a pair of suitcases. The loot, thought Squinty, but before he had time to theorize further, the door was thrust open and a young couple ran out. Squinty saw in the dim light that the woman was blond and pret-

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“Here's the letter. Tt's in her | handwriting and oughta relieve the old man’s ‘mind. You'll have to get ja stamp though.” ® » HE ransom note! Squinty's heart sank. The “old man” | must be the girl's father and the | letter a threat to kill unless thousands of dollars were placed in a certain place. He squirmed in his seat and began to sweat anew. They were seven blocks from the traffic officer when Verdi ordered him to pull into the driveway of a | house set back some distance from the street. A high hedge hid the vard and most of the house from the gaze of passers-by. The hideaway! | Squinty stopped the car. Jake got out. “Here y'are,” he said. | The young man handed Verdi a {roll of bills. Then, tenderly he helped the girl from the car, and they followed Jake into the house. Verdi counted the money and grunted. “The next time I help some Romeo spring his baby from her unwilling uncle’s home, I'll raise the fee. This Cupid has a swell racket.” THE END

i a | Copyright. 1937 United Feature Syndicate]

The characters in this story are fictitions Isn't it possible the Duke is be-

a rough edge?—London Daily BExpress, referring to Duke of Windsor wedding.

Autocracy in government is the Inevitable consequence of collectivIst planning. Ballots may put the vlanners in; only bullets can put them out.—Ogden L. Mills.

Children should be treated for misconduct, as one would doctor ® physical or mental disorder, rather than punished.—Judge Charles W. Hoffman, Cincinnati, O.

Sit-down strikes are a form of anarchy and are violations of the law. Such strikers can, and should be punished.—Circuit Judge W. R. Hunter, Kankakee, Ill.

A crusade dedicated to justice, brotherhood and peace is needed today.—Dr. Robert Wyckoff Searle, New York.

Legally and socially liquor is recognized as a beverage . . . it is not surprising that many young men and women drink.—Miss N. A. Thomas, representative of Allied Youth, Inc.

We have churches enough in Germany, sometimes one thinks we have too many—Nazi Propaganda

They jolted over a railroad cross- |

“Slow down, will you?” shouted | “Do you want to get us |

Squinty eased his foot off the | Verdi ordered him to|

ing treated with rather too much of | Woman and symbolizes liberty. It is

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