The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-11-06

that they had seen the necklace.
But if Dirk hadn't said the room
was empty, she wouldn't have been
so foolhardy. But was it hard luck
after all? That was what Bowen
had wanted-to give the Fly flash
Of the necklace. After that, they
wouldn't be able to shake him off,
Fear grew in her. If Bowen's
reasoning were true, then the Fly
might be following them this very
minute. Her hand CLOSED convul-
sively about the necklace and once
more she turned to look back.
THEY were in lower Broadway
l. now, in the manufacturing dis
trict, dark and comparatively de-
serted, heading for the Nassau
street law office Of Stephen Ruy-
Their 81 Son.
They were going along at about
forty-five miles an hour, but cling
ing tenaciously on their trail, about
a block behind, was Bowens ma
chine, its "one-man top" swaying
perilously in the breeze.
Dirk ducked his head and looked
in the windshield mirror.
us that fool following us?" he
asked disgustedly.
Seems to be-" was all she could
say. Now, what was he doing that
for? Was it possible that he, him
self-no, he couldn't have had any
thing but the best of motives in
mind, or he would not have given
Dirk his revolver.
Nassau street was dark and its
narrowness seemed to close in on
Mary like the walls of a prison as
they came to stop before the
small office building in which three
generations Of Ruythers had their
offices.
Cover that up" Dirk told her
CURLY, as he turned the key in the
switch that locked the car.
Holding the collar of her coat
tightly across her throat with both
hands, she got out and followed him
llUO the DulIQlnB.
The lobby was dark except for a
dim light way back at the back,
which proved to be a watch light
kept burning for safeguard in a lit
tie hole-in-the-wal jewelry shop
opening off the lobby.
BY it's pale and ghostly radiance
they found their way up the stairs
the elevator was a black, empty
cavern which Mary hurried past
with averted eyes.
Steps, steps, steps-arm in arm
they went up, up, up, Mary's fingers
fairly pinching Dirk's arm so tense
was their pressure. The stair-well
was pitch black, but each landing
place was family lighted from
without by tall, narrow window
On one of these Dirk bent his head
and kissed her.
60 CARED?" he asked. She could
- see we'll enough by this time
to see that he was smiling fondly.
She squeezed his arm tighter Jaw
fully" she said. They did not seem
to be in hurry to go on.
He held her against him for a
breathless minute or two, and whis-
pered, tits been a long time ="
That was one of their own par
ticular jokes; sometimes they even
said it between kisses, and it seemed
terribly funny.
1t didn't seem funny now, for it
had been long time since last
night, in fact. Two o'clock this
morning, rather. Arms about each
other, they went upstairs.
The blaze of light that followed
when Dirk had opened the Office
door and punched the button was
binding. Mary threw up her hands
to protect her eyes from it.
Dirk went straight to the safe and
began twirling the knob. Mary I'M
fastened the ruby necklace, held it
up for a last admiring glance, and
put it into the soft leather bed he
held out for it.
He laid it away inside, shut the
door and spun the knob.
"Phew!" he said, getting up and
busting off his hands. THANK God
that's done" He made a pretense
of hopping his fevered brow with
8 handkerchief. Five more min
utes with that thing on my mind,
and I'd have buckled under the
strain"
What? Surely you don't believe
in such nonsense as thieves and
things?"
Dirk was about to reply, when
the very windowns reverberated
with the force of a crash in the
street outside.
Pausing only long enough to pick
Up the gun Bowen had given him,
Dirk rushed to one of the windows
which faced Nassau street, lifted it