San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-09-06
The Married Life of
Helen and Warren
; By MABEL HERBERT URNER.
Cat Gets the D. C.. S.


him to his fet with contemptuous
kick. "And shut up!" at his NUT.
tered profanity. None of that
language before Mrs, Curtis. Now
you stand there while 1 get the
superintendent"
Not bothering to keep him COW
cred, Warren started to the phone.
Huh, nobody at the switchboard.
Have to march him down. Here,
Ill search him first"
In surly silence Henry submitted
as his pockets were roughly vacu-
umed.
Teaspoons, knives, forks, even
the silver salt-and-peppers = and
Warren's bulky wallet.
Thought you'd pull this off, did
you? So you're the one who made
that haul from the Gordons?
Looked like an inside job"
A mumbled, blasphemous denial
from the livid Henry.
NOW FIJI march you down to the
superintendent. Come on, step live
ly therel" with an accelerating poke
from the revolver.
"Oh, dear, don't leave me alone
I'm afraid--I'm going with you'll"
Afraid? Where's Anna? She
sleep through this racket? Roust
her outir
mo, she'd tell every maid in the
house. I'm glad she didn't wake.
Dear, we don't want it Known,
well you put back that stuff
1 won't be long.P
"NotNin your bare feet and pa
jamas? Wait!" running to the
bathroom.
Henry, still muttering defiance,
stood by while Warren got into his
robe and slippers.
snow step along! left the car
downstairs, did you? Then you'll
have TO leg it seven flights"
Helen saw them out the door. A
grotesque pair. Warren, with his
tousled hair and striped bathrobe,
producing ahead of him the captive
Henry.
Back in the dining room. still daz-
ed and tremulous, she replaced the
silver and picked up the shattered
lustre pitcher.
Her lovely old lustre! And too
badly broken to mend.
But she should be grateful it was
no worse. He might've made away
with all the silver and Warren's
wallet.
Henry II seemed hardly possible.
They were always giving him some
thing. Warren's generous tips-and ,
just last week that brown suit. The
coat and vest good as new.
He had been there a year. Quiet,
uncommunicative, not 6ver-brilliant
A shrill whistle through the still
night. Another. Piercing blasts.
Darling to the open window, Hell
en- looked down to the street blow.
That must be the superintendent
on the steps.
Alter midnight, the whole house
dark, but the third blast brought
lights and inquiring heads from sew
eral windows.
Yes, there came the policeman
running down the deserted street.
A soft warmth against her bare
arm.
PUSSY Purr-Mew !" hugging her.
iOu Htlltu thltH LOU
knew he shouldn't be here, didn't
you? Was that why you ran in
front of himY
The eKuberant purr was unen-
tightening.
A startling ring from the hall.
The policeman? No, Warren, Of
coarse
Turned him over to the cop"
. when he strobe in, his triumphant
grin surmounting his ludicrous dis
habillc. Guess he won't pull any
second-story jobs for a while. Well,
that was a poppy midnight diver
sion %
"And was he the one who broke
into the Gordon apartment
breathlessly.
''Yes, and the Learneds' too. The
superintendent checked him UPON
duty both nights. The cop found a
skeleton key in his pocket. But I'm
going to have another lock on that
door. Hello, Pussums !" tweaking
Pussy Purr-Mew's car. Earned
your chopped meat that time!"
"And you always say she hasn't
any sense! She KNEW something
was wrong.
Huh, she was just maxim a get
away! But she tripped hin, all
right. Ha, ha. he was sore as blazes
when l told the cop n cat grabbed
his act. But how the Sam Hill'd he
get my wallet without wakin' you?
That's what I'd like to know. Al
ways BLOWN about bein' light
sleeper"
81 was awake all the time! l
didn't dare move! i"
"Why in blazes didn't you wake
me? Let me lie there while he got
away with over two hundred
bucks?"
Il knew he'd be armed. l wasn't
going to have YOU"
"Huh, ] could've handled that
pimly-faccd sop! Hadn't nerve
enough to shoot. Wish now I'd
pasted him good !"
"And after all we've given him
That good brown suit and"
"What'd ! do with my wallets
breaking in on her dirge. "Wel,
hereafter it goes under my pillow
and they get it over my dead body"
Dear, do get n revolve--there's
so many hold-ups! You never
know"
Now don't start Calamity Jane
ing. This isn't goin' to happen
every night" Then with a chuckle.
Guess Pussy Purr-Mew and ! can
meet all Corners without q gun. How
bout Il, Snookums?' pulling the
plumed tail. want cops badge
for your collar. Well, come on"
throwing off his robe, well turn