The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1931-11-07
BY NH SeruipLn c

call for her and bring her home.
She would really sec him much
sooner that way. And 80 It was AZ.
ranged.
"Then come to this address"-she
wrote down tho number he gave
her. I'LL be there when you come"
nIRK had gone out to dinner, tho
- bookkeeper said when she
called hia office. but would be back.
Mary gave him the address Of. the
restaurant.
Mr.. Jupiter had not come In
Spence reported his master had
stayed at the Yacht Club for dinner
with some OF his old cronies. He
had Tom, but in difference to her
new clothes she called one Of the
other chauIeurs and drove into
town in state. She had lost faith
In. taxicabs.
Bowen stepped out Of tho shadow
Of . fight Of stone steps to greet
her. It was not until they had en-.
tered tho place that Mary recog.
nized It.
"Why, this is where I was this
afternoon!" she exclaimed as they
threaded their way between tables
to one in the angle Of tho wall.
Half a dozen persons. all men. were
scattered about the room. eating.
drinking.
Mary was about to relate. the
story Of the taxi accident, when she
caught sight Of an unforgettably
ugly face reflected in . sideboard
mirror. It was Mike, the waiter.
"Why. there's" she began. but
Bowen's gesture stopped her.
"Better not" he said. Nothing
to be scared Of I just don't under.
stand all I know about this place.
that's all. I'm hoping to ind out
something tonight"
Mike served them with an i'm.
passive countenance. The fat pro.
prietor looked in from an adjoining
room, nodded to Bowen. failed to
recognise Mary in her evening At
tire, apparently. and slipped back.
'"That's Jack Shay" Bowen told
her In Z low tone. Jacks scared
stin. Somebody slammed into the
front OF his place this afternoon.
and he hasn't stopped shaking yet.
. Jack can't figure out what they're
after him for. Mike tells me. but
he's gonna put tho buns rush on
some guy he's got laying up up
/. stairs. Thinks its him they're
after. Gang stun. probably"
Mary burst out laughing and told
. about the accident.
!. well. keep It under your hat
Bowen advised. "Let Jack worry Z
little, It won't hurt him. Teach him
not to let thos3 buns hang around
! here tho way he does. Jacks Z
right guy. but he's always taking II
: on the knuckles for some other guy
He's a regular grandma to Ill tn
crooks In Christendom. When the,
get in trouble, they take Il on th,
lam for Jacks, and he puts EN- ~
3 till they can get out Of town OF 1
blows over. All I had to do was tel
him Mike had q record. and he tool
him on. Heart ~ big ~ . beer
key"
o He grinned. 'That's why we'r
Il dining in this dump tonight instea'
a Of in q Joint that would dt thos
swell clothes Of yours. I'm eatin,
OF the cuff this week" Then I
avoid tho solicitude in her eyes b
added quickly. II wonder who it |
he's got upstairs? Vivian Gordon
murderer, Of the guy that she
Rothstein?" He was being fuhn,
now. and Mary smiled appreci,
y lively.
Mike. tho waiter. totaled up th
or bill, scrubbed on . pad, and laid tn
ee sheet Of paper face down on tn
er table. Bowen picked It up ana pr
pared to sign It. His face change
;" color as he read. He handed it I
TX Mary.
20 1.-THE Fly is here" she read.
Id Ito Be Continucd)