Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1921-05-18
Let Ruby Ayres Tell You

last week in his apartment up on the
drive and he certainly knows how to
do things right. even II he Is only a
kind OF con. man, as they say. This
was my souvenir
Sam told me about that party and
some Of the people who were to be
there" he observed. Several Of your
company"
''Only the girls. He left It to Whit
field and she asked eight of us. The
men were all Sans friends: Chedsey,
the hardware man, and Danton-you
know Danton's Flesh Cream and
Mayer, OF the Imperial Cloaks and
Suits, and Jeffrey Hunt and Roy Good
sell and Fales Ogden and couple Of
bookies whose names I don't remem-
ber.' Trixie paused for breath. Lots
Of money and good sports, but Ogden
was the only real SWELL"
Dennis stiffened and McCartys grip
frightened upon his fork. E.
Sam said something about a fell
low named Waverly,' he remarked
with studied carelessness. maybe he
was one OF the bookies---?"
Trixie made little grimace.
mo. he wasn't. Who doesn't know
Doug Waverly? Disgusting beast, but
he's what you'd call society swell,
all right. It's funny Vedder spoke. of
him to you trying to make out he's
intimate with people that have got
class, / suppose. Waverly goes around
with Ogden lot, but he wouldn't trail
with a sporting man like Sam"
| Then he wasn't at that party\last
Thursday night?' McCarty persisted.
Maybe he came after you left"
| well, he must have come with the
milk if he did. for we girls all left to-
gether at 3 in the morning" Trixie
stif1ed a yawn as she picked up her
gloves.
McCarty had given fresh instructions
to the chauffeur and now he settled back
in Trixies vacant seat.
You'll not be going back just yet,
he announced. "We'll pay little cal
first on Mr.. Samuel Vedder and find
out why he lied to IN officer of the
law!"
Mr.. Samuel Vedder was ut home and
received them after some protest, in
barbarically striped pajamas and an ex
ceedingly bad temper.
You fellows have got an awfu
nerve" he grumbled. II don't care
if you are from police headquarters
you've got nothing on me and this Ii
: | neil VI d ItLlc u TOuI Indu ouJ VI
his bed! What do you want. any.
way?'
Z The names of the men who were
your guests at that supper party here
last Thursday night" McCarty re-
sponded shortly.
A change came over the dark. smooth.
shaven face of Vedder. but he replied
J with an assumption of case:
II don't know what for; it was ,
perfectly regular party. Let me see
there was Fales Ogden and Roy Good.
sell and Henry Mayer and Douglas Wa
verly"
"stop right there, Mr.. vedder,
! McCarty interrupted stcrn!y. 'Mr
Thursday night. You ought to have
, coached Chedsey and Danton and thu
rest of them If you were going to sticl
TO that lie for him."
Vedder shrugged.
$50 that's it, is it? They've been
talking Well, I only tried to do d
favor for a friend and it's not my flu
neral; wasn't on the stand"
Come through now, then. What
did you lie for when I phoned you last
Friday morning"
Because he asked me to. Douglas
is an intimate friend of mine and he
Cnllcu me up ana tOlu me Nv u Dtth Out
all night and he thought the wife had
put couple Of dicks on him but he
managed to lose them. I'd met him the
day before and invited him to the party
and he said he had another date. but
suppose that's what made him think of
using me for an alibi. He said il any
one called up to tell them that he'd been
here at little stag party and I was
glad enough to help him out" Nedder
paused and regarded them shrewdly,
ats horse of another color, though.
if headquarters is taking an interest
in him. Say! That's the night his
friend was shot,"
"Oh, nothing like that" McCarty
laughed. This is little matter about
private gambling establishment that
we've got the goods on. by the way,
. il you're such friend Of Waverly' IS
YOU must have sat in more than one
game with him; what's his particular
hunch. his mascot, his lucky card? He's
got one, hasn't hcT'
Sure he has" Sam Vedder laughed
"He says it has brought streak OF
luck down through the family for gen
: crations; it's the nine OF diamonds.