Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 19 April 1941 — Page 13

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. THE INDIANAPOLIS TIMES

SATURDAY, APRIL 19, 1941

ABBIE AN" SLATS

AND S0 | HAVEN'T MY RETURN TICKET HOME 11M STRANDED

IM BROKE TCO--AND IVE TRED SO HARD 1 BE ECONOMICAL” | SPENT MY

YOU'RE A FINANCIAL

—By Raeburn Van Buren * WE MIGHT AS WELL FACE IT?

MAYBE - SOME DAY--WELL GET A BREAK IN PICTURES. UNTIL THENWE'VE GOY TO EAT. NOW- | KNOW OF A DRIVE-IN RESTAURANT THAT NEEDS

CAN WORK AT THAT PLACE-AND WHEN | BECOME A STAR! CAN PAY BACK ALL I'VE BORROWED!

OUR BOARDING HOUSE

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SERIAL STORY—

LOVE - POWER

By OREN ARNOLD

YESTERDAY Carolyn breaks a dinner date with Ken Palmer te work again. Dr. Hale has decided to transfer the iso. lated X-999 to a farmhouse, well ant of the city. There is danger of an explogion. When the substitate truck driver | sees the armed guards, then the little | heavy hox he is to transport, he thinks the idea is silly. Carolyn is worried, but Robert assares her this method of mov. | ing it will excite Tess suspicion. |

CHAPTER FIVE | UNANSWERED questions in the mind of Mr. Spud Delaney, substi- | tute driver for the Metropolitan |

Transfer Co., nagged at his curios- | ity for a full half hour while hej edged his truck in and out of the] city’s traffic. Technically he should have taken the truck route down | Commerce street, which would have | been faster, but this was midnight and by going straight through town | he could stop over dy the furniture factory and have a late beer with Red Cragin. It was only 30 miles to the farmhouse anyway, so why hurry? He pulled up in front of Cragin’s “Red Spot,” which was just a shanty saloon catering to factory workers by day and chance motorists by | night. The place would have been closed for lack of business except that Red also slept there. Red was willing to chin with Spud Delaney. They had more than one beer; at least Spud did. It was past 1 when Spud left Red's bar, singing. He was not drunk—he was too smart to get drunk on any driving job—but he wasn't depressed, either. He had al good new cigar, on Red. He climbed up to his truck cab and turned | to face Red again. “Red, I got the nuttiest load I| ever heard of,” he declared sar-| castically, “Big as my two fists, ! gettin’ on cotton.” “What is it?” “They aint told me! A two-ton! truck and a two-bit package. Heavy, | though. I hefted it. Going to al farmer. “WANT TO see it?” Spud swung down from the cab, opened a side door and climbed into the dark truck He “ad his cigar between his fingers and he gestured with it at the parcel. Red stepped up to see and Spud snapped on an interior light. Red pushed the thing tentatively with his foot. “Man!” breathed Red. “You wasn't | Joking when you said heavy! But it can’t be 100 pounds. Why you and this big buggy?” | “I don't get it. They paid me, is all T know.” “Yeah?” y “Yeah. Paid plenty.” “Hmmm. Well, it’s just tied. Not | gealed.” | The hint was enough. Arrogant Mr. Spud Delaney bit his cigar again | and, puffing. untied the tiny parcel on the truck floor. Red watched. | “Hunh,” Spud grunted. “Got a metal lid two inches thick or better.’ Wire handle.” “Lift it. Goon!” The lid was heavy, and under that was a second lead case, tinier still. Spud eyed it. | “Couldn't be rocks,” he ventured.' “if the guy was shippin’ diamonds, there'd be the steel car and guards. | And it ain't a money box.” | “See what it is, then! ft!” Red was impatient. ” ® »

SPUD lifted the second tight cover. There, in a center depres-| sion in the heavy lead, was what appeared to be some other kind of metal, a grayish, whitish, blackish, elusive sort of substance, irregulariy shaped, suggesting a ‘marble-sized wad of tarnished tinfoil. It seemed vaguely to glow a little in the dim light here, but that could have been

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“I was thinking of the stuff: the X-999. I mean I hope you find the farmhouse ready, and all.” She couldn't quite phrase her feelings about the strange events on this new job. Things had an air of mystery about them; vague, but inescapable, » » » “Of course. I appreciate your interest, Miss Tyler.” “Would you like to call me Carolyn? I'd prefer it. At least when we are away from the office. ‘Miss Tyler’ sort of old maid's me!” He suddenly smiled. “Why-—yes!” They were at the nearby drive-in cafe now and he turned to her as he parked. He had a full view of her merry eyes again, “Yes, Carolyn. What a lovely name it is!” She might have thrilled a bit to that except that she had come now to know Dr. Hale better. His enthusiasm was the same he might at a successfully

—was it? She ventured one quick,

dancing, of small talk—please let that be a part of your job!” ” » =

HE WAS so earnest with his pleading that she was suddenly touched by it. Obviously he was a gentle being at heart. They talked for a quarter-hour, rather personally, and she learned or at least deduced easily that Bob's only inti- | mate companion for the past year or so had been the brilliant Leana Sormi. He all but confessed acute loneliness despite his fame. When he had left her at home she went quietly to her room and put on pajamas of blue silk, then she sat on the edge of her bed with one knee hugged up under her chin. Staring unseeing at the floor, she reconstructed the past two days. A new job, a sensational new job, an even more sensational new secret and the trust it involved. The responsibility assailed her, and the personality of Bob Hale was an influential thing. She had a sense of confusion, but it was a delightful, stimulating sort of feeling even so,

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near the box with Spud. Spud again removed his cigar to gav something, and idly gestured with it as he spoke. A knob of red-hot cigar ash sud-

denly fell. = = »

Carolyn settled down in Dr. Rob-|

ert Hale's car with a little sigh of weariness. He turned to her. “See here, night bite of food.” he urged. oI can take the time. Please!” It was his second such invitation today. Plainly he enjoyed being with her.

|quizzical glance at him again, and ‘again met his eyes. | That flustered her. Her, Carolyn | Tyler, who thought herself entirely sophisticated about such personal | trivia! She had to laugh aloud, at | herself. “Its good to relax with you,” he | went on. “You don’t act so eternally | formal, like—well, like Leana. You

Jet's go first for a mid- know what I mean. And as for|

names, mine is Bob.” | minded him. | “Not here. Not here, Carolyn! I—

“You are my employer,” she re-

anitecipation. She had no idea how long she had thus sat meditating when, abruptly, a not-too-distant roar and reverberation sounded. Her very bedroom shook. “Goodness!” she exclaimed, face suddenly taut. | Immediately her mother called from the next room. “Carolyn, was that thunder? It seemed so loud!” Carolyn did not answer. She {knew the night sky had been clear land starcy.

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