Evening star., 1921-12-04

cause I'm goin' straight-and TIL ge'
him some way without bein' crooked
Think of it. kid-seven years anc
four months for the first time I'd ever
/ did it because he made me think !,
was helpin' you out of a hole. Iht
crook, AS If he ever was anything
to you"
HE certainly never was" the CIR
affirmed. hard CLINT in her darf
eyes. He wanted to be-he's always
wanted to be-but he never was
kissed her again. when do we get the
license, kid? And the ring?"
Just as soon as ouodner,s moved
away." the girl promised. ''Then we
can get fat and settle down and forget
all we've been through. But as LONG
as he's here. Church. he'd crook ~ y
eight years I'm scared Of him. Churck
scared Of. him." She shivered.
You won't need to be scared Of him
long" declared the man drily. Hell
get out. I've got enough on him now
wears and, four months. He goes. kid
Come on; forget it"
She jumped, suddenly rigid. at the
swing OF the door. But it was only q
customer.
..They are made" said Emil Schwanz
his eyes burning strangely in his wash
strips Of paper, built up and built up
and built up, one on top Of the other,
and then finished with tempera colors.
Wigs attached. Real hair eyebrows.
Ewes made of paper and colored-you
look through the pupil which is a
"Hmm" Watt Quodner pondered,
drumming upon the table. Sounds
complicated"
'It is"
"Sounds like a long job"
"It would take some time," said the
Hmm, Too bad" The drumming
continued, while Quodner's eyes roamed
the dingy room.
'T got an idea, though Schwanz
volunteered 'tSave time and do bet
ter job, provided you didn't want to
use the masks very often"
Not very often" said the other.
explained These stage masks amt.
They're stiff: they can't change expires.
sion They must be stiff to last. But II
l could build mine on the face-on your
face or my face. Quod. or anybody's g
face you LIKE could do it quicker and
fect-a new face on top Of the old one.
They would have to be reshaped,
though. every time you put them on;
they'd be plastic soft"
Watt Quodner stared at him. his face
blank.
"That'd be all right" he finally said.
Gould you take 'em on Quick-crumple
'em up?"
Sure"
"How long" asked Watt Quodner-
'.how long. Emil. would it take you to
make four of 'em-portrait masks OF
.SWell. I should think maybe one day
or two to experiment, then two or three
days for the job"
"InSide week"
81 should think so, Quod."
The heavy man leaned across the
table. his face close to that OF the lanky
man opposite him.
81 can count on you, Emii-absoluteiy
down to the rocks?"
"You know that. Quod-after every
thing you've done"
II knew II. Emil. You're the only
bottom. The rest!" He pushed out
his lips But, Emil, there's gotta be
woman In this job. too. How bout
any Ella? She's solid gold. ouod.
you know that-but IL wouldn't
like
"No danger, Emil I'll cover Ella.
She won't know a thing. Just show
herself twice. Are you sure can
count on Ella, Emil?"
The tall. pallid man hesitated a
moment, then nodded.
"Good Now listen, Emil. Here's
your Job First / want you to make
a mask of me-absolute portrait. un-
derstand? Make that TO fit your face,
Emil Understand
yes" -a
"Ali riGht. Now. second-get this
exactly, Emil want mask of
Chuck kellis. That mask want