The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-11-22
Saint and Simmer
BIZ ANNE AUSTIN

| laughed. Bob frowned at her, and
Faith clenched her hands in helpless
embarrassment and anger.
N then, after you'd got the old
boy roped in, you butted in with
Chris Wiley again, jes' as him an
Lola was whoopin' it up again, lovin'
as you please. Chris didn't give her
the gate, like you made him promise
he would, but he KEEP on seein' her
on the sly, and when he'd get drunk
enough he'd tell her the low-down on
him an you, see?"
VT see!' Cherry's eyes blazed like
molten balls of gold. "Swell sister
you've got, Pete. But clever, I'll
tell the palpitating world. Now,
how did she make this tie-up with
Alexander Cluny?"
Oddly enough, Pete Gonzales did
not seem to resent Cherry's angry
summing up of his precious sister.
Bob Hathaway saw and under
stood that upleaping of evil desire
and turned almost roughly to Cher!
ry. Get back in the car. I'll do
the talking"
Cherry whisked away, to cuddle
down in the sea beside Faith, who
was innocently bewildered by Bob's
and Cherry's behavior.
Now, Pete" Bob began sharply.
Tell me how you happened to go to
work for Alexander Cluny."
Him an; Lola was SEEM each
other now and again-he was sure
sweet on her-an' she told him some
of the dirt Chris had been spillin'
about Cherry"
Miss Lanew Bob corrected sharp
ly, his blue eyes swapping danger
ously.
About Miss Lane" Pete amended
sullenly, AN he let It out to Lola
how sore him an the rest o. the
Clunys was about the old guys get
tin engaged to CHI Miss Lane. He
had the bunch to put detective on
Miss Lane trail, SOS he could pick
up lot O. dirt to pop under the old
boys nose.
But Lola, she was wisel She told
him it was bum steer. an that
he'd better give me the job, cause a
real detective might squeal later an
make it hot for him, seem as how
he's messin' around in politics. An
the she eased out on her own
scheme. to write them poison pen
letters. as you call EN-. to Miss Lane,
an scare the liver outa her.
II guess Alex Cluny amt none too
crazy about you, Mr.. Hathaway
cause 1t was his idea to have her
write them letters in your office, on
your paper, SOS they could be traced
to you in case Miss Lane was smart
enough to trace EN- at all. Lola
was to swear you dictated 'em to her
an she had to write EN- or lose her
job"
'I see!" Bob spoke through
clenched teeth.
1.-THE old snake in the grassr'
Cherry Kissed like a character in a
melodrama-
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a day for my work, an Lola pulled
down a grand for writing them let
ters, lessen she's lynn to me, an It
was more. Dirt cheap for a thou
sand, 1 says"
"All right, Pete. I'm taking you
to town with me, and wen call on
my esteemed cousin, Mr.. Alexander
Clunny."
mo. sir, not mel I amt ready to
commit suicide!' Pete Gonzales
ducked as though to run away.
Come back here, Pete, or III
shoot your feet off! Cherry. youn
,have to drive. Faith. I'm sorry, but
you'll have to sit in the little seat
that pulls out in the rear. And
Pete, you will sit between Miss
Lane and me, and If you make
false move, III shoot"
Ito Be Continued
Copyright. 1926, NEA Service. Inc.)
NEXT: Bob strikes a bargain
with Alexander Cluny.
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