Arizona republican., 1922-04-29
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At which Felix lost his patienc
and his head and gave jerry tn
bunn's rush through the doorway
Terry skidded across the sidewall
= and slid a ward on his nose. He Sa
up. supporting himself on a waver
ing elbow and squalled. Yuh -yol
nun needn't thuh-think I'm gug
gonna iuI-lie for you nun-no longer
If YOU dud-doT't gug gimme plent,
mum money. I'm gug-gonna tel
folks how yuh-you huh-held up the
susfl- stage yourself all dressed up IL
Bill Wingo's clothes sho you cue.
could throw the bub- blame on him!
Most certainly then tho gambler
would have put q bullet through
Jerry Fern had not Shotgun Shill-
man and Riley Tyler been too quick
for him.
"Now. now, Felix, calm down.
suggested Shotgun.
Hes a 1iar!" foamed Felix, strug-
Cling to jerk his gun arm free. !
never held up the stage! Bill Wingo
did it himselfl Ask Sam Larder!"
Was Sam there, too?" said Riley,
wait a minute
sam Larder regarded the muzzle
OF Riley's gun. "All right said Sam
Larder.
CHAPTER XVIII
The district attorney, having
looked carefully to the fastenings OF
his windows. tucked a six-shooter
under his pillow and began to unlace
his shoes. Came a rapping at his
@That you. Rale?" inquired a
'muffled voice.
'.Yesi Come in! Come I'M"
Jack Murray entered quickly.
what in hell are you doing here ~
demanded the district attorney
Don't you know
Il wanted to see you" Jack Muir
ray said. seating himself in the
nearest chair. suppose you got.
the money for that note
mo. haven't
II kind of thought you'd stick to
that poverty squeal." smiled Jack
Murray. fishing a folded paper from
a shirt pocket, so I took care be-
fore came here to write down what
[ know about this iii deal.-Whats
.that?''
~That" was a rapping on the
Kitchen door.
Go in the bedroom" whispered
THE district attorney with very pale
face
On his demand that the caller de-
sclare himself. a voice whispered.
TITS me. Guerilla Melody. Let me in
squick'
The district attorney unlocked the
Kitchen door and opend it.
A tall man pushed in at once. The
tall man had a sardonic gleam in
9lis gray eyes, a ragged brown beard
and derringer. The tWin-barreled
firearn was pointing directly at the
Stomach of the district attorney.
frhe tall, brown -beared man shot out
D quick left hand and deftly twitched
away the district attorneys weapon.
Arthur said Billy. i've been
hearing bad reports of you. un-
dersfand you've decided to have Miss
Walton arrested. Is that correct q
Correct. sure. Sorry. but the
laws the law, you know
+ Suppose I can prove that Dan
Slike was at Miss Waltton's the night
Rafe Tuckleton was murdered.
Would that help any?"
You can't prove it"
In the first place." said Billy, Il
know he didn't kill Tuclzleton.'
Then why are you trying to prove
he did?"
Just to see what you'd say. Just
10 see how dead set against investi- |
eating Slike you are. Just to double |
cinch the proof against the real |
criminal One reason is that If you |
DO. he'll be sure to blat right out how |
gou and Felix and Sam Larder
helped him to escape from the Gala |
booser
soh. you're. welcome to what you
think said the district attorney. |
E1,.k e. I. -
how do you know that Slike didn't /
kin Tuckleton?"
Because the initialed butcher
knife Slike took with him from Miss
fWalton's was still on him when he /
was caught
There must have been two
knives!''
There were two knives. but only I
one belonged to Miss Walton. Raie, |
you gave out that Miss Walton her.
self had killed Tuckleton because
You had planned ahead that she was
the one you were going to hang the
murder on. And why did you have
it planned ahead? Because you
killed TuclSleton yourself!"
The district attorney sat perfectly
still. His eyes stole toward the bed
room door. What on earth was the
matter with Jack Murray? Why
didn't he shoot?
I don't know why you killed him."
went on the inexorable voice, .'but
you did. I've found out that early
last spring you went to Nate Samson
and borrowed his hardware catalog.
] sent a telegram to the supply house
getting out this catalog. and their
answer stated that you had ordered !
from them back in February, a
butcher knife. paying for it in
stamps. They gave the catalog num-
Der of this butcher knife. and the
catalog number is the same number
as that of the butcher knife with
which Tuckelton was killed. You cut
7. w. on the handle of this knife,
rusted it a little and ground it some.
and then you-Rale. you rat, I've got
you right where you can't even
wriggle.''
Billy leaned across the table 20
emphasize what he was saying,
heard a slight sound in the bedroom
and promptly blew out the lamp
With a heave of one arm he slammed
The table over on the district attor-
ney. The latter. taking the table to
his bosom, went over backward, to-
gether with the chair he sat in, and I
xallowed on the floor.
Both guns exploded simultaneously I
What happened next has never been
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