The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-05-21
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CHAPTER Gil

Emma Keith was little and thin.
Despite her grazing hair, she had a
young. wistful look. She loved it
when her son caught her shoulders,
grinned down with a teasing, Gee,
you're a. cute little trick, amt you,
Em?" Whole hours became golden;
she went about blushing for a little
thing like that
Sometimes he phoned from town
and ordered: mo dishes tonight,
En-! Come down. I'll blow you to
a dinner and a show"
Then Emma took out a pair Of
clean, white gloves. She wore her
smart silk with the brown caracul
jacquette he bought her. And the
whole neighborhood knew from the
way n corner Of the lace handker-
chief stuck out from her envelope
purse and-her proud step that Emma
was going to meet her son.
She imagined all the young girls
in the world in love with him. She
trembled when he pulled out the
chair for her, standing so CALAMITY
till she was seated Then she glanced
about, her expression announcing
triumphantly: I'm his mother!"
She now took his toast and put it
in The oven, warmed up the coffee.
lie Liked IL steaming hot.
But ne came in eXcitedly. Don't
mind about that, En-. was fin
ished." lie closed the door softly,
came over to the stove where she
was standing.
Know that case the papers have
been playing? Fellow named Worth
who was found dead in his office?"
why. of course. l see where they
have new clews. Strange. isn't it?"
"Yes-and the police think the
newspaper fellows know something
hoyre uto telling. They're calling
all up to be questioned. For
70 nG down now to see what's what"
why, you didn't even know him,
did your"
mo. 7 didn't know him from
Adam. But listen, En-, If any one
blows around here and asks you
where / was last Monday night say
was homo all the time from din
ner at 6 o'clock. Stick to that, EN-,
will you? And If they ask about
girls I know, just say 1 played so
many you never could remember
the names"
His mothers face grew white.
wouldn't it be much better TO tell
the truth? Why shouldn't you say
you were worl1ing-then it got too
late to come home"
mo. Say I was home and stick
to it. Not scared, EN-? I'll tell you
later why you're to say this"
The two detectives were extremely
: pleasant. 1--WE knew you wouldn't
mind coming down, Keith. Under
stand you have some information"
They led Douglas into a big square
groom with a long table in the center
and roller top desks in each Of the
four corners. A thin, bleak look.
ing fellow whom he knew by sight
motioned him to chair at the big
table.
Douglas sat down. He wished he
had stopped to get a drink. His
throat burned.
The thin man, whose name, oddly
enough, was Meager, began affably:
we thought you could help us out,
Mr.. Keith, on this Worth case. I'm
told you were acquainted with him"
That's a mistake" said Douglas,
overhastily. II never met him"
"Oh, had you never visited his fiat
or his Officer"
NO | never had"
But you'd heard of him, hadn't
you? You had some mutual friends?"
mo. l don't remember hearing
OF him"
Didn't you know he belonged to
a firm of accountants and that he
had a private office in this Market
street building?"
mo; I didn't know It,"
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