The Washington times., 1931-08-08

and gently Slid them into the
coffee.
Later, he said. Well, then,
she must drink this coffee. AS
patiently as she could she
drank the coffee, and then
waited until he finished his.
"More?" he asked.
'No, thanks"
He pushed a button on the
big glass topped desk, and his
man came in and took the
breakfast things away. Clary
shipped off the end of a big
cigar and while he lighted It
from a cloisonne desk lighter,
regarded her closely.
''Now!"
'Mr. Clary, you know where
Tony is. Tell mel" She was
desperate, but tried to keep
her emotions from her face.
What makes you think
IT feel 1T know"
what if I told you some
thing about this-husband Of
yours?"
That's what I want you
to do"
Quite Different
What I'm going to tell you.
Mrs. Curtis, is rather different
than you expect"
What do you mean?"
do you know what Tony
has been doing since you left
for California;"
IT suSpect-since I know he
left the firm where he was en-
ployed-that he is working for
you!" She said this boldly.
Clary shook his head. "He
isn't. He never did come back
to me-"
"Then you don't know whers
he is? You can't tell me?"
'"Tony's out for bigger game
now, Mrs. Curtis. Bigger game"
II don't understand"
"You will presently. tell
you he hasn't been working for
me, but I've been watching him.
I have ways and means. / am
in touch with the underworld"
"Underworld?"
II told you that Tony was
out for bigger game. Don't you
know what I mean noW?"
Dee looked puzzled. mo. !
DON'T"
"Your precious husband has
turned gangster."
"Now
All His Fault
Dee wanted to cry QUITO
tell him it was his fault. Every
thing. The wreck Of her mar"
riage. Tony's fall from grace.
Everything a gangster
shooting people breaking
VIC Irony N; is very weak. I sup
pose you know that now. II
you don't you should. Weak
as water. That's why 7 didn't
encourage him to come back
and work for me. He's yel-
low" Clary flung the last word
at her savagely. Dee began to
be afraid. She was alone with
this man. This king Of boot
leggers. In his library. II
anything happened-no one
would know
you're afraid, Mrs. Curtis"
Clary had read the sudden
fright in her eyes. His voice
became softer, more gentle.
"No sense of that Mrs. Curtis.
won't eat you up. You know
that. I like you, always have.
II I had wanted to harm you 7
could have done it long since.
Here's q drink. It'll help you"
He opened his desk and took
out a bottle, stroking it lovingly
as he did so.
Dee declined to drink, SO he
took one himself.
Good stuff. Not the stuff
I sell. Not by a long shot.
This is as precious as gold. I
never drink anything but the
best. Never any Of the stuff
7 SELL"
The phone rang, and Clary
spoke for a few minutes, giving
yelled, but positive instructions.
He turned back to Dee.
Nov, you want to know
where Tony is"
eyes" She was still thinking
Of what Clary had said. That
Tony was a gangster. Gangster.
Gunman. "Are you sure?"
"Sure Of what?"
"ThaS Tony is a" she
couldn't say it.
"Gangster? OF course"
'"Tony-" what she wanted
to say was forgotten. She was
thinking Of Lael. Lael with :
Tony.
"Kinda surprised, aren't you?
Thought you'd be. Now you
want to know where he Is.
Well, he was gone out Of town
for a month or So"
els he back YETI"
"I'u find out and let you
know. Suppose you come back
tomorrow, about this time, and
have breakfast with me-"
Dee aSsented. She had TO.
She must find Lael-and the
only way she could do 1t was
to find Tony.
Ito Be Continued Monday
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