The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-11-27

, long enough to squint suspicious
eye at his questioner.
Whats it to you?" he replied I'M
graciously.
"Oh, nothing of consequence, .
Sheridan laughed, idle curiousity
just making conversation"
Say, teller, you didn't hire no
sightseein' bus spieler when you
hired me. Yuh amt hired me to
answer, no questions"
Sheridan smiled. "All right" he
said, IF you feel that way"
Several miles they turned from
the Travelled highway into a wind
ing country road. They passed into
a short stretch overhung by tree
branches that almost met over their
heads. Not house nor car was
in sight. Sheridan dropped his
hand into the left pocket of his
coat.
Here we are" he announced.
Pull up on the side of the road. "
Riley looked around in surprise, but
stepped on the brakes and turned
the car to the side.
AS it rolled to a stop Sheridan's
hand came swiftly from his pocket
and the muzzle of the pistol was
pressed firmly against the drivers
ribs.
Keep your hands on the wheel
and don't move" Sheridan ordered.
you were wrong, Mr.. Riley Nor
gan. You were hired to answer
questions and you and I are going
to have a nice. quiet little talk"
Morgan seemed almost to shrivel
under the pistols menace. His eyes
fixed straight ahead, bulged in
terror.
"Gawd!" he mumbled. Taken
for ridei"
Eyes, taken for a ride" Sheridan
was quick to seize the cue. And
it won't have a pleasant ending if
you don't come through. Where's
the stuff you stole from the safe at
the WILDER home on Maple road?
Wait a minute-hold still" He
shifted the pistol to his right hand
and deity patted Riley's pockets
with his left. mo gat, eh? That's
good"
His eyes held steadily to Riley's
face while he talked and searched.
He saw the terror give way to an
expression almost of relief.
Hell, 1 thought yuh was one of
them there racketeerS and you'd
took me fer some guy wot'd done
yuh poison" the burglar gasped.
"W'at're yuh. dick?"
mo, not dick but I'm bad medi-
cine and mean business Come on,
now. how about that safe robbery?"
He prodded Riley with the pistol
by way of emphasis.
Honest. boss, I don't know moth
ing about no safe job" Riley
whined.
"All right. we'll just drive down
town to police headquarters. They'll
be glad to see the man who was
hanging around the WILDER resi-
dence the night Lena Swartz was
killed"
Riley jerked his hands from the
wheel and twisted around, facing
Sheridan. His hands dropped back
swiftly as Sheridan's eyes bored into
his and the pistol muzzle pressed
harder on his ribs.
THAT Mention skunk" he snarled
"yuh didn't believe him, boss? Fore
Gawd. didn't kill nobody"
What about Menton?" Sheridan
asked quickly.
"I-aw-aw-" Riley suffered
seeing the trap into which he hac
fallen 'Aw. amt the fall guyl"
Listen. Riley. there isn't any uSt
trying to bluff it out. Come through
clean and I'll turn you lose anC
maybe put little money in you
pocket. If you don't-well. this CUR
might accidently go off,"
Honest, boss, YOU'LL let me LAM
HoneSt?"
Yes. yes" Sheridan said impa-
tiently. What did you do with
that caShbox?"
Il throwed it away"
Threw ii awayl" Sheridan ex
claimed. Without opening it?"
Nav, but it didn't have nothm
in it but a book with writin' in II
KEEP tn book and when 1 seen al
ad in TIL Times wat said to brinl
it back fer 500 bucks I took it t,
my stir springer and"
And that was Menton?"
"Uh. huh"
Go on. Why did you take it +
Menton?"
Well. l didn't know but wat tn
ad was some game of tn bull:
Mention said he'd get me tn JAG
If I cracked the WILDER jug agail
an swiped a hunk o. lead pipe tn
old guy KEEP there"
Sheridan,s ewes lit with excited In