Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 16 April 1940 — Page 17

SEAL STORY. K O. Cavalier

By JERRY BRONDFIELD

£ CAST OF CHARACTERS : VAL DOUGLAS — Girl sports writer, als on a freighter to find exciteEDDIE CAVALIER — A vrize fighter ed for the title, has score fitle with Val. .

(CAPTAIN STEVE HAN ki t Nor ous. BANSEN--Skipper 0

DUFFY KELSO—Cavalier’s manager.

‘YESTERDAY — Val finds herself beesming more interested in Cavalier. When the freighter reaches port, Duffy ills the promoter, learns of the substitution of Corky Briggs as Eddie's opponent. He wanis to rush back to San Francisco, but Eddie insists they'll go back on the freighter,”

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN DUFFY KELSO was almost apoplectic. “You've changed your mind? he howled. “You're losin’ it, you mean! What's the matter, kid—you crazy or: something?” ; Things were happening ~ almost tap fast for Val Douglas to follow. I know exactly what I'm doing,” Eddie replied calmly. “Don’t you see it would be bad psychology for us to rush back right now? Briggs and the whole fight mob would] think" we're getting panicky—that Yee : | little worried about taking

“They knew we intended to come

back the same way we came up. It'll look awful funny to change our plans just because we go against a substitute.” “Look, Eddie,” Duffy pleaded. “I never went to college and I ain’t much at this psychology business. Let me handle this from now on in, Eddie. Ain’t we done swell so far? Ain’t I been like a father to you?” Eddie smiled. “Sure, Duffy. Sure. But I know I'm right. Don’t worry about anything. Not even Corky Briggs.” “He's got the right slant, Duffy,” Val put in. “Eddie’s indifference will make up for those 10 pounds he'll be giving away.” Duffy surrendered. “Guess that settles it. Every time that dame puts the clincher on an idea it takes two years off my life.” 8 ” » “LOOKS LIKE a nice little town,” Eddie observed when they came up on deck after mess. Darkness had fallen and the lights of the city winked cheerfully. “Well,” he inquired, “what are we going to do?” “What do you mean?” Val asked, somewhat puzzled. He nodded toward shore. “Might

as well give old terra firma a whirl|"

again. How about a walk around town?” “Sure,” she accepted with alacrity. She didn’t mention that she’d previously accepied Capt. Hensen’s invitation to do the same thing. Oh, well, Stevie wouldn’t mind. Fifteen minutes later they were swinging off down the dock. “We're

not unloading anything until to-|

morrow morning, you know,” Val said. ' “Steve wants everything

'" handled in daylight, especially that

mining machinery.” “Still worried, eh?” “Steve has to be. He’s doubling the watch tonight.” “What does he expect—someone to walk off with the ship?” “From what I know of the situation, it isn’t so funny.” . One of the first things she wanted to do was| get some newspapers. 8S standing under a street light, she turned hastily to the sports pages. “Here it is)” she chortled. “And look at it splashed all over the page, would you?” It was her story on the rescue of the previous night. “Come to think of it,” she muttered, “this is Page One stuff if anything ever was.” ‘Bhe looked up and saw the stony, immobile expression on Eddie's face. Val tossed the papers into a convenient refuse can without a further word. They walked on silently for another block. She could just about read his mind. - He probably preferred to forget the whole thing. “Tired?” he asked about an hour

“No, but I've walked up my appetitd" again. | Got the price of a sandwich on you?” “Just about,” he grinned. “Better not order lettuce with it, though.” They strolled into a little tavern on Victoria St. and sat down at a booth. “Toasted cheese and coffee,” she said to the waiter. “Same,” Eddie told him. They were only half through when 8 man entered and walked quickly to a booth a little in back of them. There was something furtive about him that drew Val's attention immediately. : “The Belle’s in,” the man said in a low veice—but not too softly for Val toicatch it. She clutched

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|” » : THERE WERE two men in the other booth. They walked out quickly with the man who brought the news, : Val stood- up. “Did you hear what he said?” she said excitedly. “What business was it of his? Who are they, I wonder?” She grabbed Eddie by the arm again. on, we're going to follow them.” “You're batty,” he told her. “Just because one guy tells another that a ship is in port is no reason for you to pull a Scotland Yard act.” “Ill go alone, then,” she flashed, and strode toward the door. He sprang after her, paid the check and followed her out the door. | “All right, bloodhound, which way did they go and what do you expect to find out?” She nodded across the street. “There they go. I haven't even got a good hunch—yet. But where the Northern Belle is concerned, so am 1.” They followed the trio for two blocks. One of the men went into a drug store while the others waited outside. From across the street Val and Eddie could see the man making a telephone call. He was out again in a minute and all three waited anti a fourth man joined them. . “Reinforcements,” Val muttered. “Naw,” Eddie replied. “Just a fourth for bridge.” “The four men walked rapidly toward the waterfront. Val and Eddie trailed. As they reached the doors, Val looked at her watch. It was almost 10. . “Sp far they're peaceful citizens, i like you and me,” Eddie mur-

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