Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 24 December 1941 — Page 15

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Secret Voyage

By JOSEPH L. CHADWICK

CHAPTER TWO Jim Mallory kept his grip on the girl's arm until he saw the fury fade out of her eyes. She rubbed her wrist the as if he had hurt her. She was pretty, yes. With her copper-tinted hair and wide goldflecked eyes, she was pretty. And perhaps more than pretty. He heard this girl, this Mary Larsen, say, “All I wanted to know was where I could find your employer, James Mallory, the owner of the Ajax Salvage Co. “He's never there. I was there twice, and I could get no satisfaction out of the office boy. But at least he didn't manhandle me.” “James Mallory won't go for a pretty face any more than I will Now tell me who sent you here to question me.” He put his pipe between his teeth again, and this time felt in

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his pockets for matches. He had none there, but a box was on the table. The girl picked up the box, took out and struck a match, and held it out for him. He saw laughter in her eyes as he puffed. He wasn’t suspicious until she rose and ghoved the table against him. She turned and ran for the companifonway, reaching the deck before he recovered from his surprise. He heard the splash as she took to the water, and reaching deck he saw her striking out for shore. She swam well, but not too well, and he knew before she was half “way to shore that she wasn’t goIng to make it. He kicked oif his shoes when he saw the first falter In her stroke, then ripped off his shirt and dove in when he saw her g0 under. » ” 2

HE COULDN'T find her at first. That scared him. The water was treacherous here. A wave hit him and took him under. He felt the drag of the undertow before he broke surface. He saw her then, 20 yards away, threshing wildly. She went under again before he reached her, but he caught her coming up. He got her onto the sand, up where it was dry. “I suppose I ought to thank you,” she said. “you ought to know better than to swim after a heavy meal,” he said. What he liked akout her was her lack of hysterics. “Shall I drive you to where you're going? Or can you make it?” “I can make it, after I rest a moment. I haven't far to go, just to the Hammond estate on Indian Creek.” He said, “Jeffery Hammond's place?” And when she replied in the affirmative, the first part of the puzzle fell into place. Jeffery Hammond was president of the Hammond Steamship Lines, and the Sonora was a Hammond ship. 2 = = JIM MALLORY felt a secret excitement. The Sonora, a freighter, had gone down six months agé in the Caribbean. He had found the location by accident, and had written Hammond about a salvage deal. Hammond had been uninterested. There were a lot of queer angles to the sinking. Queerest of all was the interest shown by this girl, this Mary Larsen who came frcm Hammonds’ house. You couldn't figure that out, Jim Mallory thought. He had guessed she came from the man who wanted to pay him, then threatened him, to reveal the Sonora’s location. That man couldn't have been Hammond, and it didn’t seem likely that the ship’s owner had sent this gir Ito learn: the location. Jim Mallory said, looking down at the girl, “So you come from Hammond’s place. But he didn’t send

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“No. . . .” She lay there, watching him with half-closed eyes. Her

lashes were incredibly long. “I came on my own, I'll be honest with you. I wanted to find James Mallory, and ask him about a certain ship that was lost at sea.” “Why?” She didn’t answer that. “pid Hammond know you were trying to find Mallory?” “No.” “And you wouldn’t want Hammona to know what you were up 0?” Her eyes opened wide, meeting his with a disturbing steadiness. “That’s right,” she said. “Did you have some idea of telling him?” He didn’t answer. “Since you've played hero for me,” she said, “I suppose I should forgive you for almost breaking my arm on the tug.” Jim Mallory said, “Thanks.” Then, as she started her car: “Coihe

pany’s office tomorrow. I think you and James Mallory have a lot to say to one another.” She looked at him for a long moment. Then said, “Thanks, Sipke.” “Don’t mention it.” There was a letter awaiting him when he got to the office at Barrows Landing. It was an invitation from Jeffery Hammond to s the week-end at the Indian k mansion. To talk business. (To Be Continued)

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