Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 4 August 1938 — Page 18

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CAST OF CHARACTERS NIKKI JEROME, heroine; blond, popular, is engaged to six-foot, black-haired STEVE MALLORY, hero; who is ac-

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ecompanying her on a trip to Nikki's aunt and uncle on a Wyoming dude ranch, Nikki's father, PETER JEROME, is a wealthy New York jewel merchant.

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all the talking. Bandylegs, get those ropes off the wall.” To get i them Woody had to pass directly in h- ‘front of Sarto. He walked slowly, still deliberately. He didn’t look at ’ Sarto. His eyes were on the coiled lariats. i “Hey, Sarto,” cried Uncle Jim. ||! Sarto turned his head. Woody sprang. ; He didn’t try for the gun. He _ made a flying dive for Sarto’s feet. |. The pistol went down in a clubbing arc. It struck a glancing blo and Woody went limp. ( =~ Rance was three feet away when Sarto raised the gun and fired pointblank. Rance twisted half sidewise as the bullet: struck but he went on. He hit Sarto ’ like a fullback plunging into right é tackle. : His shoulder caught Sarto high and knocked him sprawling to the ground. He landed with a crushing grunt and that vicious pistol spat blue flame again, but Rance’s momentum carried him too far. The “bullet thudded dully into the logs of the cabin. Steve was on his feet with Rance, (but his first thought was of Nikki. For the briefest split second of time thoughts in halfformed sentences ran through his mind. Then he remembered soniething once vaguely noted. Before the first sharp crack of the pistol ; : > he swung a swift left to Nikki's “I wouldn’t give much for Maximilian’s signature on that treaty—I chin. He remembered the shock still got an old I O. U, of his.” ' of surprise on her face as she

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»n 2 ” " Q ARTO was struggling to his feet i Ga aa Ee after the second shot when | ; Steve hit him. The blow behind the V ear spun him around and Steve grabbed desperately for the gun. Sarto swung it above his head. Steve drove his fist into Sarto’s stomach. The clubbing pistol grazed --Steve’s ear. It struck his shoulder with sickening force and he butted upward viciously. Sarto staggered "back and Steve drove forward blindly, both fists hammering. They were on the ground and suddenly |. _ Sarto.seemed to have only one arm. Then he went limp. Steve opened his eyes and looked up. Fiske was pinning down the arm that held the pistol. Uncle Jim stood at Sarto’s head holding _ the rifle that Steve sensed he had : used to knock Sarto out.. ~~, A thousand red-hot needles ? + jabbed at Steve's shoulder when he : go up. Uncle Jim had started over E i to Rance. He was sitting up, ©: dazedly. A red stain was-spreading ~~ slowly on his shirt. They helped thim to the bench and Uncle Jim |. ripped the shirt away with one swift motion. “Flesh wound,” he said after a minute’s ‘examination, and Steve felt a swift surge of relief. He looked at Woody. That little man was trying to get to his feet. With

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