Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1930-03-03
CHAPTER So

II know the exact place where
Maxwell is living" said Bill Mum
son, replying to the last Of several
pertinent questions put to him by
Sergeant Kelly after the two girls,
with Madame Leclerc and Bouchard
had joined the men at the Gram
ercy Park apartment. Il can take
you to it." went on Bill, but /
can't tell you the street number or
its name. for 1t isn't a street, but
a place leading off from Amster-
dam avenue. Maxwell kept me with
him as chauffeur for three weeks
after he left the apartment house
where he'd lived with Jean Bou-
chard. We lived at a small hotel
in the Bronx. Then he fired me,
owing me a months wageS-told
me to go to the devil for my money!
He thought he made a slick GET
away; never gives other people
credit for having any sensel But /
followed him in a taxi to this place.
I've been keeping him under my
eye ever since, though he seldom
He's got two Japs to take care Of his
car any more. He knew better than
TO ride around in that. of course.
He's got two Japs to take Of his
place, do the cooking and wait on
him. He's grown a white Van Dyke
whisker and moustache- changes
his looks a lott"
On their way out to pay Herbert
Maxwell their respects, Pat and her
friends made a stop az the office OF
a police justice. Here a warrant was
issued for the arrest, on three separ-
ate charges: E~mbezzlement, kidnap-
ing and attempted murder. 1t was
sworn to by James K. Blair and
Patricia Blair and given to Sergeant
Kelly to serve. Thus armed the
party of nine. comprising the SER
geant, William Munson, Rex Dali
lard. Jimmy Blair, Jean Bouchard
and Marks. the lawyer. and Pat.
Margery and Madame Leclerc,
climbed back into the limousine
where Bill Munscn. to facilitate
matters. took the wheel.
The house Maxwell had chosen
for a hide-out place, as Pat and
her paNy observed upon approach.
was well adapted 70 his peculiar
requirements. A two-story structure
of brick and stone, 1t stood by it
self, between two f~ive-story store
buildings. A back yard. sixty feet
deep. divided the rear of the house
from the alley.
In accordance with arrangements,
MunSon, TO forestall any back-alley
getaway, hurried through to the
rear. where he stationed himself.
armed with instructions TO yell II
the need required. ii was an as
signment the nearest approaching
authority ever imposed upon Bill.
Led by Sergeant Kelly the party
Of eight assembled the short flight
OF steps and entered the open
vestibule. A push-button to the
right OF the door casing caught the
%sergeant's eye. He pressed 1t. They
waited. held in the hush OF an an
Xious expectancy. Was Maxwell in
side? If SO. how would he receive
them? Would he put up a fight
or would he submit peacefully?
These questions passed in swift
succession through Pats quick-act-
ing mind. The fingers Of her right
hand resting on Dallard's wrist
frightened unconsciously. He looked
down at her and a little grim smile
li.@'d the corners of his mouth.
This would be the big finale in
their meetings with Maxwell, he
told himself. Af.erward he recalled
that thought and marvelled at the
strange prophetic accuracy 1t re-
vealed.
The sound or a doors careful
closing came from the inside. The
patter of quick footsteps. the click
Of the doOr-bolt and the rattle of
a chain. Then the heavy door OPEN
ed to the width Of eight inches.
held by the length Of strong steel
links. Two swapping black eyes in
a japanese face peered out at them
from the narrow-opening.
What do you want?" came the
less than a foot away.
Sergeant Kelly was taking no
chances. Even as the Jap put the
question he found himself looking
straight into the black muzzle Of
a pistol on a level with his nose and
les sthan a foot away.
"Unhook the chainl" clicked the
sergeant between his teeth. his left
hand turning up his coat lapel, dis
closing the police badge. his right
pushing the menacing gun muzZle
a little closer to the staring eyes.