Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1930-01-31


taxicab. A minute later it vanish
ed completely from their sight.
Mr.. Fo2well, alias Maxwell, look
ing back. saw nothing OF the yellow
taxicab. He chuckled sardonicauy.
Your good friends had a notion
they wanted to talk to you. Jimmy"
he cackled gleefully to the young
man sitting near him on the same
seat. With the words he reached
over and patted the others arm pa
tronizingly.
The lack-luster eyes looked into
his without a glimmer of under
standing In their brown depths. AS
he noted the total lack OF AL ex-
preston in the NICE handsome orbS
a look Of satisfaction wreathed the
fat features Of Herbert Maxwell.
Hell never know anything
again. he said, inadvertently
speaking. aloud. He's worse, If any
thing than he vas a month agol
I needn't worry about him asking
any awkward questionsi-
As the car was entering the out
skirts of Mt. Vernon Maxwell lean
ed forward and spoke to the chau-
ffeur, instructing him to stop in
front Of a hotel.
I'm going to leave you there till
I get back" he told the man. I've
rot a lady friend living out here
that I want to pick up for a little
ride. and she's bashful about being
seen by strangers!"
1t was a clever lie told to throw
dust in the chauffeur's eyes as TO
his real purpose in finishing the
trip alone with his passenger.
No use in letting anybody kr Nv
any more than necessary" he grunt-
ed to himself when he had squeezed
his big body in under the steering
wheel and was heading the car to-
ward Yonkers. He had taken the
precaution TO lock the two doors OF
the tonneau in the unlikely event Of
his passenger taking a notion to
leave the car.
What people don't know they
can't tell" he went on, talking TO
himself in a low voice as he fire.
quently did when alone. And Bill
would sell me out in a minute il he
ever got a chance to get real money
for it. Everyone has got his or her
price-no matter who they are!"
1t was evident that Mr.. Maxwell
lived in the belief that it is quite
safe to judge the other fellow by
ones own standards. He knew that
he had his price. IL followed, there
fore, that everyone else had his in
the final toSS-up. Patricia Blalrs
price for her brothers inheritance
had been-a vaguely worded promise
Of that brothers return TO her. For
that promise. he Mr.. Maxwell. was
given outright, one might say, Sc
totalling fourteen million
dollars! And now.
That Maxwell knew the route to
the place he had in mind was evil
denced by his entire lack OF heslta-
ton in driving the car. He passed
through the great cavern-like APP
proaches to Yonkers from the Mt.
Vernon road and straight across the
town, stopping finally in front OF
imposing residence in the sub
urbs. Two minutes later with JIM
nv at his side. he mounted the
few steps to the main entrance and
the bell After a brief wait
the door was opened by a man
servant. -,
here, 1.-THE visitor instructed the
man.
"Oh. yes, Mr.. Foxwell," said the
servant, politely. Hes expecting
you. I Think
Maxwell. with an arm linked In
that Of his young companion. was
ushered with the latter, into a
pleasant reception room, where the
two were given seats. Then the
servant withdrew.
Almost Immediately the door was
reopened and a tall. thin man with
white hair and a white Van DYKE
lending distinction to a kindly. in
t%elligent face. entered the room.
MIR. Foxwell?" he said, tentative
lv half pausing in his approach and
then coming forward. his right hand
outstretched in greeting.
Yes. Doctor" replied the visitor.
in his smooth. suave tones. and
this IS my ward. Kenneth Maxwell
or whom I spoke yesterday in our
telephone conversation"
"Ah. yes" said the doctor, With a
swift glance at the young man who
sat quietly in his chair wholly in
different. evidently. TO anything
transporting aroun him.
Hes pitiably close to being a to-
tai wreck. mentally. doctor" began
Maxwell. assuming a tone and man
ner OF deep sympathy and pity.
"A s~hell-shock case. as 7 told you.
and exceptionally sad in some ways.
AS you can see. he is a young man
Of more ordinary good looks. and
before the war his prospects in life
were rosy, indeed. His relatives, I'M