New Britain herald., 1930-03-03
% BIG SHOT v bY FRANK L. PACKARD -

Her lips trembled a little. If he only knewi She was glad, glld with all her soul that that much misery had been averted; but, too, she faltercd before the significance Of it all. It was only one of so many things that Roy was guilty of. He had gone so far! Even if he was not caught by the police, could she ever hope to save him from himself? What was the end" What was--
 She rose suddenly to her feet. She had left the front door aJar for him, and he vas coming now.
 T am in here" she called out quietly.
 He came into the room, and toss ing his hat on a chair. stood look- ing critically around him.
 50 this is where you hang out. eh ?" he observed. Not so baJ.." His eyes fixed on the mantelpiece. That the photo you were talking about?"
 ''Ycs," she said and, going to the mantelpece, took it down and handed it to him.
 He studied ,t for a moment; and then, with a nod of his head that might have meant anything, laid t on the desk.
 Her heart sank as she watched him. He wasn't paying any more attention to the photograph. His eyes were rowing over the paraphcr- nalia on the desk-the typewriter. the pad of blank manuscript rl- per. the typed sheets of story.
 Don't you recognize that photo graph ." she asked anHiousiy. Doesn't it bring back anything at ali to you""
 He shook his head. wen set to that in mlnute,' he said easily. He picked up aud examined one of the finished sheets of manuscript. "Is this part of the book you to,1 me you were writing?'
 "Ycs," she said again.
 He put the sheet of manuscript back on it's pile without comment other than another nod of his head. Got anything to show" he de- manded. that you were living Tn Winnipeg in-When did you say you left therc?'
 Three months ago" she an- sNercd.
 Yes, well - anything to shoy that three months ago you were living in Winnipeg?'
 Any number of things" she re- sponded quickly. Letters from friends. papers connected with Fa- tEer's death. and "-she pulled open the drawer of the desk-"here is my bank booh. You'll see that it goes back q long way. and that l still have an account there."
 He took the book, glanced at a few of it's pages. handed it back and suddenly reaching out to her. patted her on the shoulder.
 Huff said, kid." he announce1 genially. "I thought you were straight from the start. But I had to be sure. I'm satisfied. All there ! is to do now is to knock that brother stuff out of your pretty | head.'
 His hand had closed a little ov3r her shoulder, and he had drawn het nearer 10 him.
 q don't see how that is possible since you are Roy she sal simply. Just look at that photo graph again.
 Sure, 1 know" he said. "I guess 1 i- looks like me-that's why Tn, sure for one thing that you're hand ing out the straight goods. Bh1 no matter how much like me Ii looks, I'm telling you again it isr me-and that's on the level, too
 But it Is you. Roy" she insisted
 Nix" he laughed. And, say kid, I'm tickled pink it isn't! He. the last guy on earth I'd want te be, You get that. don't you?"
 He was closing his arms arount her.
 Roy, what are you doing?" sht cried in q startled way as she dreS back rom him. ''What-what 1c you mean?"
 "Aw. quit your kidding!" Hi: voice was earnest now. the laught7l gone out of it. You know whl mean. I wouldn't want to be yo'i1 brother. It isn't only what you dis for me the other night -1 fell toi you from the start.
 "I just had to make sure yo; weren't playing any game, becaus'