The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-04-23
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+, When he followed they we're stand
ne surveying the driveway with
'ell~assUmed surprise on their re-
| 1ective features.
7 Stephen himself looked at it first
it'll surprise untinged with any
Their emotion, but in the next sec
nd or two sickening fear spread
larm to every thinking portion of
is brain
The driveway was empty! The
leaning. powerful thing Of beauty
| md speed that he had left stand
ng there half-hour before was
zone.
He clapped his hand to his coat
| Docket. His keys likewise we're
Missing Amusement and conster-
nation battled for the uppermost
position in his mind. CONSERVATION
won.
Good God The cars been
stoleni" he said hoarsely.
Sure looks like it, j. B. agreed.
affecting uneasinesS.
Didn't you lock it like I told
you?" Lefty asked accusingly.
Stephen nodded, his lips now
grilnly compressed. He was fast be-
ginning to realize that he was in
bad position.
We'll, you got your keys, amt
you Lefty pressed, for the inSur-
ance people?"
Stephen wheeled upon him, sud-
denly bursting into anger. What
kind of a joint is this?" he de-
manded.
Lefty bridleo. you didn't take
the bus inside with you" he an
swered tartly.
But 1 took my keys" Stephen
told him, land they we're stolen
from my coat pocket. :
law hell, you probably left them
in the lock-" Lefty sneered with a
touch Of indifference.
But Stephen was not needing.
He had dashed back into the house
and was making for the lear room.
A thorough search there convinced
him that the keys had not fallen
out of his pocket to the floor.
He gave UP looking farther for
them, knowing that he was using
valuable time
Where's your 'phone?" he
snapped at J. B., who had followed
him. The latter pointed to an in
strument in the corner OF the room.
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TN a trice Stephen had reached it
L and was arguing the operator to
give him the nearest police station
without delay. When the connec-
ton was made Stephen briefly out
lined what had happened, giving the
license number and ct''or required
information. The serG- mt on duty
said he would have q man at the
place in q few minutes. Stephen
was told to remain where he was.
While he waited Stephen called
the Office and asked for Mr.. Met
tie. His hand shook as he held the
receiver to his ear and listened for
his employers voice.
Telling old D. A. NJ. that he had
lost one Of their finest cars wasn't
going to be fun. Stephen knew.
"Well?" Mr.. Mettle rumbled after
what seemed an all too short but yet
| intermlnable wait.
This is Armitage," Stephen be-
gan, but Mr.. Mettle cut in on him.
L know that he said; what's
the trouble?"
Stephen let him have it like an
explosion.
THE cars been stolen" he said
directly, unable 10 approach his con-
fession in a roundabout way.
"What?" yelled the other, and If
ever Mr.. Mettle came close to hay
ing apoplexy it was at that moment.
He was so overcome that he was
speeches.. Stephen was able to
/ finish his story without interrupt
tons
Where are you?" finally Mr.. Met
tie asked him weakly.
Stephen told him that, adding;
I'm waiting for the police!'
Come in when they're through
with you" his employer ordered.
I'll wait for you?' He hung up
with a bang and Stephen groaned.
Here's your police Lefty stuck his
! head inside the door to say, and
Stephen went out to where an OIL
Ger was parking motorcycle.
Again he went over the story Of
the theft of the car, this time an
Svering a great number OF more
pertinent questions.
| The officer shook his head. We We
/ telephoned the license number for
/ miles around" he said, but a fast
car like that has good chance to
get away
"TIOW about the keys?" Stephen
IIasked. Someone in this place
picked them out Of my pocket
The officer turned to J. B. who
was standing nearby, his hands in
his trousers pockets and a, worried
/ look upon his counterance.
Looking for trouble?" he in
quired, a threatening note in his
voice.
"Aw. now. Kelly" he protested.
That's what he says, My bet is
he left EN- In the car and'S just
alibin' to save his face
who vas in the room?" the Of
hcer questioned Stephen, without re-
plying to J. B.
Several men, all strangers to me,