The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1924-04-10

have news for YOU of-of the girl in
/ the window. Now do you under
stand?"
The girl, Mike. III be there as
quick as a taxi
Not a strange one" warned Mike
once more. III be waiting for you"
| Trevor loaded his old army can
non and thrust it mechanically into
/ his belt, then put on a topcoat to
hide the bulge and hurried from his
apartment So keenly wrought up
was he in anticipation over the pos
sible news which Mike might have
/ for him that he forgot the warning
until a careening taxi nearly bowled
him over as he crossed Fifty-sixth
Street and two men sprang from no
where and started up a brisk fight
directly IN his path when he had
! proceeded d little further down the
block He avoided the combatants
and reached the house number given
4 him, to find stout but very dis
/ tressed looking elderly woman in her
/ Sunday black silk holding the door
/ open for him as he mounted the
/ dingy high stoop
rs it M Trevor" she asked.
Your friend right in the parlor
| He wouldn't let me fix his head
/ Mike" Carin Trevor dashed past
her and into the little reception room
where he found the detective seated
on a haircloth sofa holding a red
] dened handkerchief to his head.
IT'S only a scratch Mike an
nounced defensively. "A loose tile
fell off a roof as I passed by. but my
hat saved me. Come in, Mrs. Jennet.
and tell Mr. Trevor the details Of the
story you just told me-"
Mrs. Jennet hustled in and seated
herself in the chair which Trevor
drew forward for her
We'll, I must say I'm glad your
friend thinks I did right" she be
gan. of course I'd ought TO have
gone to the police yesterday when I
seen that article in the paper about
the young lady being missing but ]
been running a respectable boarding
house here for a good many years
with never a word of scandal and I
II was afraid
DO you mean the black haired
young lady in the blue" Trevor
spoke in a puzzled tone. but she cut
him short with an energetic nod.
Yes There's two or three old
taxi fellers that used to be han
som drivers in the old days, who
hang around the river tunnels and if
a fare looks all right to them. and
asks for a nice. quiet place to board
I41--
the young lady come, last Tuesday
afternoon at half-past four. She was
a stranger in the city snd real tired
and frightened. but quite the lady
and 1 give her my third floor front
and made her as comfortable as I
could. even giving her ink and writ
ing paper which she asked for,
though it amt my rule.
'She had a big tan leather grip
with her and it seemed awful heavy,
but she didn't open it while I stood
round. She'd a wad of bills wrapped
in a handkerchief and stuck in her
waist and she paid me a weeks board
in advance before l had time to ask
for it, and the cents for the stamp
I'd give her. Then she asked me
where the nearest post-box was and
told her on the corner All this
while l didn't know her name nor
think, somehow to ask, but she re
membered first and said she was
Alice Smith, from Kingsville which
I'd never heard of.
81 had to leave her then cause the
girl screeched up to me that there was
a gentleman downstairs looking for
board and 1 had two more rooms va
cant He was a kind of loud-looking
young Teller without any baggage and
didn't want to take him at first,
but he said his bags were checked
and he'd bring EN- right over 1 give
him the second floor back and he paid
me out of a big roll, but even then 1
wasn't easy in my mind about him.
though he told me his name real
prompt-Alex Brown, it was.
Il give him latch-key, same as
had Miss Smith, and then went down
to see about the dinner and it wasn't
till the girl was setting the table long
after dusk, that 1 remembered Miss
Smith hadn't no soap nor towels to
! her stationary wash-basin. Up l goes
r with them, but her door was locked
and when she didn't answer my
2 knock / opened it with my pass-key.
The room was empty and I see she
1 must have gone out to mail her let
l ter FOR she'd used the ink and there