The Washington times., 1930-10-31
Gangster Guns Spit Death
In This Gripping Serial
CHAPTER Xxx

Ine man, WlGn us Cap UNeI
one glass eye, leaned back fur
ther in his chair, crossed his
feet on the kitchen table, and
watched Peters, the footman,
attentively.
Peters looked surprised.
"Well, he's always treated
me square"
The ex-convict's face was
scanned with wrinkles of worry.
We've been chewing 1t over
down in the hut" the one
eyed one went on. There's
o lot of angles that can stand
q lot Of explaining"
"For instance?" suggested
Peters.
well, to go back, there's
lot of queer work about the
way the Edgewater Kid was
put on the spot"
"Yeah?"
"And it's no laugh the way
Goldie's took up with Edge
waters broad, putting prac-
tically the whole mob on the
hot squat if anything went
wrong"
The footman, shaking his
head, worriedly, walked out OF
the kitchen, through the dining
room. Passing the door Of the
music room, with it's gilded
grand piano, he looked in.
Polack Annie, the faint curves
of her boyish figure alluring
in chiffon negligee, was
seated at the instrument, as
though she had been playing.
Goldie was leaning on the
edge of the piano, his hands
locked together. staring at her
with a breathless intensity.
Good to Her
"Goldie," she said softly, look
ing with eyes that were tear
filled into his cleaning black
ones, you've been mighty good
to me-"
She extended her hand and
laid it gently upon his clenched
ones.
Goldie started.
Annie" he said, "I've got
something to say to you-some-
thing mighty important"
What is it. Colder" she
asked.
The pupils of his eyes mar.
rowed slightly.
Annie" he began, falteringly
and his eyes left hers, roamed
to a mirror, and saw the reflec-
ton of Peters, Enthusiastically lis
tening.
Annie" he went on. smooth.
ly, anything I did. you had
comm"
"Thank you," she said. with
a family quizzical expression in
her eyes.
st want you to do me a favor,
Annie" he said.
"Certanly," she replied:
''What is it?"
He held out his hand, and
she took it, slipping her arm
through his as he led her, un-
expectedly, through the service
pantry and into the kitchen,
on the heels of Peters.
The one-eyed man brought
his feet and chair to the floor
with a clatter.
"Just came up to borrow
some some - some pepper,
cfo ~ nTsnd
"Oh, yeah?" Goldie taunted,
with an icy grin, land why
didn't you give it to him, Pc
ters?"
Peters tried unsuccessfully to
explain. Goldie stalked to a
cupboard, fumbled about, took
something down, wrenched at
it with another hand, jerked his
arm, and the one-eyed man was
suddenly coughing and dane
ing in a cloud of pepper and
holding his eye.
when you get down to the
hut, send Monk up," Goldie
called after the retreating fig
: ure. Peters started apologizing
and explaining volubly, but
Goldie cut him off, and with
Annie he walked back to the
library.
ITS the funniest thing"
Anne said, "it seems to me
every time I turn around in the
last day or so I see one of your
friends borrowing pepper, or
borrowing a book, or some
spoons, or even SOAP"
Cor Just trouble. I'll stop
that" Goldie promised grimly.
He was twisting his steel-muS-
cled fingers back and forth
over a $40 gold piece as though
he would break it.
His Query s..
Monk followed Peters into
the room a few minutes later.
whats the word, Goldie?"
he asked.
"Somethin' up, Monk" he
said. Don want to spill it
yet. Want the whole mob
rounded up in the city office"
But, Goldie," Monk pro-
tested, that's too hot now right
after that headquarters trick"
Nonsense" Goldie retorted
fervently. who the hell knows
the location except our own
bunch?"
Nobody" Monk reluctantly
admitted. then added:
"But how about Chimp?"
Goldie laughed heartily.