Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 20 May 1942 — Page 17

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By Eaton K. Goldthwaite

CHAPTER SEVEN

JUNE PATERSON moved feverfshly, slipped into the plum-colored slacks, threw on a blouse and Jacket, whipped a tri-cornered bandana about her tousled hair. With more speed than judgment she packed her overnight case. Her sole thought was of escape from Abas. There was a boat of some kind attempting to land at the pier now. It was in all probability a government boat; from what June Paterson had seen on her brief stay, had gathered from the words of Leonard Halsey, the law would soon come to Abas, and thus she thought this gray, closecruising schooner must be its conveyance. Resolutely she seized her bag and with never a backward glance slipped through the darkened house into the dawn. + Blindly she stumbled down the hill. She was very near hysteria when a rise of ground brought her . to the cleared slcpe and she saw the lights of the pier. A struggling knot of figures there held no special significance for her. Sebastien and the huge native Tomas and Bill Talcott she saw, laying about them with fists. And then a hollow obscured her view. In the deep shadow of a frangipani tree she collided head on with a standing figure. It was MacDowell.

She glared, more in shock than anger. “Why don't you investigate what's going on down there?” “You have a pistol. Are you afraid?” MacDowell grunted, “I ain't afraid, Miss. But I got a wife and two kids back in New York, and that gang on th’ dock is makin’ a little too free with knives. They—" Another form came hurtling down the slope and Halsey, DyJamas showing beneath a robe, skidded to a halt. “I heard a shot,” he panted. “Are you all right? Have you seen Struthers? He wasn’t in his room— What's happening?” “Dunno. Schooner tried to land and Taloott’s tryin’ to stop ‘em. The whole place’ll be on our ears if this keeps up. We ought to—" ” ” 2

A BOOMING roar engulfed his < words; the deep-throated bark of a heavy caliber gun. Halsey’s rangy figure stiffened. “This has gone far enough,” he snapped. “Miss Paterson, please re‘turn to the house. MacDowell, come swith me.” When Halsey and MacDowell began a loping run for the pier she followed. The sight that confronted her when she at last gained the smoothworn stones of the pier was strange, almost unbelievable. The schooner was long and low to the water and from her sharp nose to her square stern she was a dull and dirty gray. The men who, had come from her, some of them, were lined up along the pier like vicious dogs ready to spring, and opposite them in a defensive huddle stood Bill Talcott and Tomas and Sebastien. The little overseer wasn’t gesticulating now; he was holding his arm and blood dripped between his fingers and his fat, sweating face was grimaced with pain. Three prone figures, sprawled

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“You know I don’t like it,” Bill Talcott responded. “You and your gang have brought me endless trouble. ‘The poor, frightened people you dump here are penniless and many of them are sick. It gets me in all kinds of jams with the authorities. It endangers the residents of the islancls. Now, for the last time, clear out of here!” The man with the shotgun scowled. “Meester Talcott, you are in no poseetion to dictate terms. I, the wors’ damn rascal in the Caribbean, make my own terms. No now I ’ave two more for you. One ees a var lovely woman, I would take her to San Tomas myself bot I am too much SY.

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with thee pistol against thees?” Jackson grunted. “Damn fool! My feenger var’ nervous—" His shoulder raised imperceptibly. June Paterson cried out, but the warning was too late. One of the prone figures raised silently behind MacDowell to bring down a blackjack in a crushing blow against the mustached one’s head. (To Be Continued)

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