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fims of Peril
1531 BYNCA
service inc.
CHAITEK XII
her promise readily
liB' ' sb, m thoroughly
" Kne anvhow. and gratefiil
fJ ". tpnarenily he was the only
t.idw herself who cared
dig "P " ""L,!"." - "V
r:j'r,.a..ifih. she was grateful to
""..he ame. in the present sore
her feelinss. If he did not
tt know what he was do-r-V,oold
gladly comply.
-4 . h track of
1'".. .i,i hr. "but let me
m dear girl, before we
.: ;'h'frif we don't keep our
I"? VrettT tight hut. we take a
St niw : what Eddie got. If
"?, case 8"m('- IIow y0ur
ft" . J IIT
'' . fcnnw Mary IRliereu. i
1.. ." Jiine like this before."
k1' .Mi'tTj. nlcntT of time to
1W-. ,".' n.,n finished
firry for having aroused her
. That misat a r" IV
i . " v- in irnorance of the
wrbaps. or she might weaken
the whole show.
"in.it I want to find out now lsr
Mlf off a the fearsome-looking
u rime t" take their . plates
" RnitPD sat thougntiuny mrn-
(alt-ee!lar in his fingers.
5 " . .,nlr " t down
here. Mike," Bowen lowered
T. "i n-nt to cot the lowdown
mm.- ( , ,
n waiter's expansion remained
":..m'. Mnrv thought his eyes
'Ti'flen'm of interest as ho looked
... v Hmihf he hnd plenty of
mm to hate the pompous inspector.
n;jtwas Hcnr flint he and Rowen
friendly footing.
i think mnvlie he s nena, ne oi-
:WJ tiw bit.
TKid? Whpn? how lonfj bro;-
vn asked excitedly.
iih w timp. Mnybe 10 year "
-.niter explained.
ph." Bowen snorted. Not this
TPry much alive no lonc-
.".w two weeks aeo. Where did
Lb him? Pure you (lot the nam
...) Fly: lie looRea anour vniniy
i iwrimpn of the species by way
;ftrHnn. Kindine none, he cave
kiitition of a sonrinc insect, end-
nther.
ITli fizelpd anpreeiaticely. "Sure,
Ur he said.
TWf did yon know him, up In
t Bis House?"
sn rt waiter n nhleematlc man-
L- broke and he became excited.
Ton better lay off that guy, he la
rcrh.epp!" he warned.
'Etc kill anybody ?" Bowen
fcM (juietlv.
T;ty. Ihpy not eaten him Tor It.
iifniart cny. Good lawyers, lotsa
4b. leih!"
1 prppsed silence held his two
tfn. Encouraged. Mike continued
Md no the man's reputation.
p'irh hi tone was one of deep
"X nU admiration was plain. It
a tb humble craftsman praising
irtiit.
Tew null hrm In two, three times
tbt Dfntrict Attorney go for him.
T jet nothing on him. They can't
.1 him. Always he goes free! Ah,
ii bad Riiy, that one! Yeah!"
Vren utirred. stretched, yawned,
P"erj evidence of dismissing the
jrt. Following his lead, Mary
fiirew hr fascinated gaze from
Tsiters sombre countenance.
H bad gleamed for a few scant
"tats with genuine emotion, and
wpreparations to go. Mike jumped
j.
"OS. bT the wnt." "Rntron rnllpd.
remember what you were tnlk-
rrtime ahont the other day. Mtke?
iwnf it all frxpd for you. Give
pt etter in a day or two. and you
finp to hhav and he'll fix tou
Vplare. that 'speak' of his. Got
:'irap bent a mile."
"it laid his change on the bill.
'. -W it to Mike, who refused
Til tell ymi what toii can do for
me. if that'a the way you feel," he
imid. 'Keep your ears open up at
fehay s you're liable to hear some
thing. Shay'a it The Fly's old stamp
ing ground. I hear. If he's still in
town you'll see him around there, un
less he's hiding out. All I want you
to do ts tip me off if you see him I
want to get a look at him sometime."
Mike showed signs of distress.
"You bring the cops?" he asked
fearfully.
"Xo, no, no! Mike, hare T ever
pulled a fast one on you? Well, you
can trust me. You know that."
They glnnced through the clouded
glnss of the high front windows at
a leaden sky which still dripped rain.
"Ever play the horses, Mike?" Bo
wen asked, casually.
Mike spread his hands. "Some
times. Xo good. 1 lose much money."
"I see you have. Ever hear of a
horse called La Mosca?"
"La Mosca? The Fly eh?"
"You've got the idea."
"Xo, that Is a new one."
"Never mind. How would you like
to go down to the tracks when's
your day off? Friday?" Bowen took
out his wallet, extracted from it two
ten-noiinr bills and a five, and shoved
them across the table. "I hope the
office covers me on this. If they don't
I'll be arfyind eating off you, Mike,
til pay-day."
But Mike was retreating from the
proffered money as if it were fire.
"Listen, this is on the level!" Bo
wen protested. "Take it. You don't
have to do a thing but play the horses
and keep your ear peeled."
"Yeah? What I do?"
Mike drew the money toward him,
pocketed it in one swift movement,
and listened hard.
"Find out where the Fly Is. He
won't be around the trucks, probably,
but he's been there lately, and they'll
know where to find him. They all
know me down there. They wouldn't
tell me, and they can sraeU a dick a
mile nwny. But you can nose around
and get the boot, and maybe a bullet
in the gizzard. See?"
Mike nodded.
"Also, you might find out who owns
this La Mosca filly. May be just a
hunch of mine, but it strikes me
funny You go down, Mike, and I'll
be around and buzt you on it; see
what you find out."
There was a moment's pregnant si
lence. Mike turned his back on Mary
and leaning toward Bowen poured out
a flood of rapid whispering.
"Hey, wait take it slow" Bowen
objected. When the snake-like hiss
ing subsided the reporter relaxed and
waved hii away.
"Oh, no, no, no!" he answered,
"that'a all right. Well, see you Sat
urday, Don't forget what I told you.'
The waiter bowed deeply to Mary,
in unexpected fashion, and scuttled
away.
"What did he say?" Mary asked
fearfully, unable to restrain her cur
iosity. Bowen's left eyebrow jerked qula
zically. "He was apologizing because he
was unable to do the job for as
bump him off."
Mary laughed from sheer nervous
ness. It was still raining, but they were
both anxious to get out of the place.
Never had fresh air smelled so sweet.
"I'll get you a taxi,' Bowen offered,
but Mary shook her head.
"I'll take the bus at the eorner."
"Sorry I haven't an umbrella for
you. Take this, anyhow it'll Veep
you dry getting on and off, and yon
can give it to one of the flunkeys
when you're done with It. It's none
of mine."
Mary looked down at the coat he
laid over her arm. It was an Eng
lish mnke, well worn. Hastily she
opened it and examined it with shak
ing fingers. Stitches here, where a
seam had ripped.
"But this is my brother Kddle's
coat! Where did you find it?' she
gnsped.
"Why," stammered the startled re
porter. "I found it In the upper hall
of the Jupiter house that night'of the
murder. It was hanging over the
stair-rail. I thoncht on of the 'news
paper men had left it there, so I took
it home wfth me."
(To Be Continued)
HORIZONTAL
I Vioeral ued
MWftpr
iber Is the
1MTK
:iCorrwive
iwting on
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Hodgepodge.
Ringed.
4 tear
iVi!Bi
h "tier.
;ti teeth.
nn
J paid a
'or killing
DID,
Wctnt.
ords
Wrtrs.
I:;? "dunce.
rt or
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ViSer.
stlt of
I;31" body.
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YESTERDAY'S ANSWER
mm
42 To rent.
44 Twitching.
46 By.
47 Trlvalent.
51 Haunts.
65 To wound.
66 Playing card.
58 Labor.
69 Herb.
60 To rub out
61 Notion.
62 To care for.
63 Drain.
64 Woman'!
girdle.
VERTICAL
1 Any wrongful
2 Opposite of
aweather.
5 Mark.
i Chief product
of the South.
6 Chimney
piece.
6 Exclamation
of sorrow.
7 Rodent
8 Paragraph In
a newspaper.
8 Auto body.
10 Important
product la
Brazil.
11 Mussel.
12 Let It stand.
IS Lacerated,
11 Resembling
the normal
tissues.
23 Irritates.
25 Tedium.
27 Suitable.
28 To low as ft
cow.
29 Organ of
hearing.
80 To wander
about.
81 To consume.
83 Collection of
facts.
84 Dower
property.
85 Before.
40 Said.
48 Amatory.
45 Quotes.
46 Simon called
47 DemonitratlTl
pronoun.
48 Law.
49 Metal found
la vicinity Of
Duluth.
60 Anxiety.
81 Flower,
62 DroTe.
63 Scarfs. '
64 Bed lath.-
67 rnrooked.
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