New Britain herald., 1924-03-31
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY

NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 The sergeant had seized his hand and was shaking it violently. That's all l need to know about it, Joel" Mike laughed with an odd catch in his voice. You've helped me more than once before but this is the greatest thing you've ever done 1 for met"
 l Leaving the amazed little chemist i staring blankly after him, lie thrust the lock Of hair back into the en- velope and strode from the drug store. Ten minutes later he was closeted with his chief, pleading more earnest- 1 ly than he ever had before. | Just a week, Captain, Perhaps won't be away that long. I have a 1 world-."
 "A clue to what, Mike?" The cap tain dumped his desk in exaspera- ton. Whats the casea You know | I sympathize with you in your ! trouble and I'll let you work on any thing that would help to take your mind off it, but can't have you run ming off on wild-goose chase with out putting me wise 10 it first" Its a matter of life and death. Captain, that's all can say" There was a note of solemnity In the ser geant's tones. 'I want to find a cer- tain person and if don't. I'll be willing to go back 10 pounding my beat again, and in the foundry dis trict. bcsides,"
 The foundry district was the tough est in town and three luckless police- men had been done to death there in as many months by the gangsters who frequented 1t. The captains face softcnad but he sat for long minute lost In drowning meditation before he turned with a nod.
 Al right, You're a high -handed young rascal but I'll give you yIur way this time. If you get in any mix-up, you're not inc whole cheese, get word to me and I'll straighten you out"
 Mikes eyes shone as he drew him self m and sauted stiffly.
 "Thanks Captain."
 A half-hour later with all his pro. parations completed. he started forth upon his a4Gst; r,a,pr,,p V,
 Pals Again
 The Kingsyile station had long been locked m for the night and the only signs of life about the sleeping little village were at the garage be- Tore which a powerful roadster was undergoing repairs and in the rear of the Italian shoemaker's. where lively and apparently open crap game was in progress, when a motorcycle drove up 10 the. baggage platform and its rider dismountetd.
 After reconnoitering carefully he decided 10 commence operations by instituting a one-man raid upon the devotces Of luck. which proved high 1 ly successful. Breaking in low | side window with the butt of his pis- | tol he reversed it and flashed his l shield before the astonished gamblers | could do more than spring to their | feet. and although muttered oaths ran | around the circle and more than one | knife flashed. that steadily pointing | Mike spoke:
 Police Headquarters. Shaftstown. l I want only the shoemaker. The | rest may go."
 Giovanni. he not-a here! be- | gan q sallow little man eagerly, but | his erstwhile guests paused in their exit to denounce him with | enc acclaim and he bowed to the in- evitable.
 wat you wanna wit me-" he de- manded sullenly when Mike had 1 climbed in at the sashless aperture.
 Just to ask you some questions. Giovanni. IT you'll answer 'em truthful1y I'll forget ever saw this little game. but if you lie I'll take you | up for running it and you'il answer 'em over at shaftstown."
 Giovanni protested volubly that he was well known as the most truthful l, man in Iingsville and although he | knew nothing he would say whatever | the police officer might require. but Mike cut him short"
 "All right. What time do you open your shop in the morning."
 "Seex o'clock. Da boys stop be- | fore 20 10 dc job
 Never mind about That. Did you open at six last Tuesday morning?"
 Giovanni nodded. evidently amazed al the question. Then his dark eyes Hidened.
 ''Da day Of ds bcega wreck" |
 Nothing to do with the wreck" Mike rctortcd iinratientiy. Did you see the seven o'clock trolley from i Shaftstosn stop al the station over there and a lame lady get ont?"
 Giovanni smiled and shrugged.
 "It was not da lady who was creepled. but her shoe. Da heel is loose an in da station it come of so she limp over here an I fix-a it on for her. < very fne-a young senoTi- ia but ina da trouh'."
 What trouble do you mean?" Mike asked quickly. How do you knowg''
 She cry. She t'ink I not-a see but I could not-a help" Giovanni Il spread out his hands ''sl1e trem5. she shake-a ikea da leaf in da win. I do not know what is dis-a troub'. | but it seen ikea she is scared Of |