Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1930-01-30

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smiled as he read off the telephone
numbers from q card he had drawn
from q vest pocket. He smiled
again as the voice OF the operators
carefully ~enunciated repeat came TO
his a from out Of the funny lit
tie hole in the trumpet. He was al
ways oddly amused at the vastly
mysterious simplicity OF the tele-
phone. 1t was an important tram
saction for which this call was be-
ing made and he set himself 10
wait with as much patience as pos
ible. But his wait was brief.
"Hello!"- The d~iSagreeably harsh
tones struck on his ear-pan with q
sudden, sharp raSpineSS that hurt.
There was no miStaking that voice.
Margery Lynne would have recoS-
nized 1t instantly had she been
standing In Foxwell'S place. Even
the latter WINGED at the sound. O
faint expression OF disgust showing
in the curl OF his thin lips. His
response vas shot back In short,
snappy rebuttal.
..Pete-get this!" He began with
out any preface. The man at the
other end OF the wire knA@ MN
voice. He continued: I'm gonna
take the nut for a ridel bring I'm
over TO 68-Broadway. the cigar
store. right awayI Hire a tight
closed taxil Get me?"
Il get you'll" came the gruff re-
ply. BE there In thirty minutesi
That alp"
That's ALL went back the an
swer, and Mr.. Foxwell hung up the
receiver, opened the booth door
and strolled leiSurely along the
show case where he paused. With
the eye OF a co~nnolSSeur he look
ed over the stock, selected six OF a
special brand at fifty cents each
and carefully placed them in his
case. Then he lit a cigaret. bought
a newspaper from the stand up
front ami set himself to wait for
the arrival Of the nut"
At the expiration OF fifteen min
utes he went out and climbed into
his car. The chauffer, in his COM
fortbaly cushioned seat under the
steering-wheel. glanced back at his
employer, a family inqutring look
en- his face.
Waiting for a party" said Mr..
Foxwell briefly in answer 10 the
look.
Once again HIS wait was termi-
mated sooner than expected. He had
scarcely settled himself. after light
ing n Of the cigars, when a black
limousine taxi halted at the side
OF his "a He looked across the
intervening three feet between the
two cars. saw the ugly face on his
man, Pete, turned toward him in
the limousine's open doorway and
opened the door OF his W car.
A moment later Pete, with a hand
under each shoulder, had half
lifted, half-pushed his companion,
a young man with sleepy brown
eyes, into the luxurious interior OF
the other car. Here the nut" was
received by Mr.. Foxwell, who loSt
no time IN getting his guest COM
fortably placed in a corner OF the
back seat. Then he turned to Pete,
standing on the running board as
If expecting to be asked inside.
BE IN Johns tomorrow at four"
he said shortly. Il got some work
for you; won't need you any more
todayi'
AS Pete stepped down Foxwen
jerked the cars heavy door shut
and moticned to the chauffer,
whose expressionless face turned
toward him.
Drive out 70 Mount Vernon.
Bill" he said and then settled HIM
self back IN his seat. after a quick.
speculative glance at the young
man ii the corner.
The beautiful maroon-colored car
eased It's costly BODY into the swift
going traffic OF Upper Broadway,
drifting along with the tide-like
movement OF vehicles, cars big and
small, high-priced and cheap: cars
Of the most modern make and ears
ancient and decript. a heterogen-
eous aggregation OF toys built on
wheels, all going somewhere, any
where, no matter where, but all In
their way.
A yellow taxlcab with two men
passengers slipped into an open
space alongside the big maroon
tinted beauty. One OF the passen-
gers, giaHcing out through the taxi's
grimy window. looked on through
the one opposite and straight into
the pale blue eyes OF Mr.. Foxwell."
His gaze flicked past the fat head
for an instant and fastened on the
boyish face Of the young man in
the corner seat. He stiffened. Then
the other car slipped out OF the
jam into the clear Just ahead. The
passenger turned swiftly to his
companion
C-O BE CON-TTNTrEDl