Red Lodge daily news combined with Carbon County news., 1932-06-09

his green eyes hot and murderous.
A blush lump was already becoming
evident on the point of his chin. He
lurched as he turned and staggered
into the house.
That's what too much hootch does
to a guy" Lucci observed philoso-
phically. "If that bird was in train
ing, now, he could muscle his way
thru quite a good setto.' He wiped
his forehead with a florid handker-
chief Of lavender silk, bordered and
lnitialled in Il purple. Gee, amt It
are, Miss Wentworth"
mot the slightest" She drew a
long breath of relief. A danger point
had been passed in safety. Mr.. NAL
Tory thinks we're on the southern
most islands of the Bahama group
Mr.. Hamilton thinks we are on the
Florida coast"
How long were you In that ~plane?'
ut must have been fifteen or six
teen hours. The curtains were drawn
during the day time and we landed
at night, so we couldn't see whether
we had been flying over land or
water"
ster reflectively. "That knocks my
idea out of the picture. l figured wed
been in the air long enough to of got
to California or maybe Mexico. But
III don't think they could have carried
you that far from New York. It's
hot enough to be way down in the
tropics. Well, I'll pass. Wen know
sometime, | guess, If we don't all get
bumped off down here fighting with
each other. Have they said anything
to you about ransom money!"
mot q word. Nor to any of the
that's one of the things that makes
the tension and the uncertainty.
We'll, it's a swell racket, what
ever they're doing about collecting
this portable house for SIS, 900, say.
The airplane cost them fifteen-twen-
ty grand more. The clothes they
bought for us when we got down
here, and the eats, drinks ana furn-
iture, say, another five grand. That's
something like $40, 900. God knows
how much they will chisel outa US
before they turn us loose. But me, ]
don't mind. It's worth whatever II
costs. l didn't think any red hot
! living could teach me a good racket
And this ones a wow
His calm analysis of the situation
as a business proposition appealed tc
her sense Of humor and quickly re-
stored her perspective.
She had heard of notorious One
shot Lucci, as had every other news
paper-reading %inhabitant of the Unit.
ed States. Tales of his diabolical fer
ocity, his old-blooded use of machine
| guns, bombs, airplanes and Other
| weapons of modern warfare, his bra.
| zen disregard for life or man-madt
law, his complete domination of more
than two-thirds of the entire Grim
inal element of the country, had beer
| widely written up in the press. She
in common with millions Of others
had imagined One-shot Lucci to bs
a modern edition of the wild wesi
gunman of popular fiction.
Instead, he reminded her of the
prosperous fellow who owned her fav'
| orite fruit shop in New York. 1t wal
only the expression in his eyes, chill
| as brown agate, and the hard set Z
| his jaw that was markedly different
| Yet those two features alone told he
that he might be-that he was-all O
| those things delineated by the news
papers. His exceptional intelligence
! combined with n total lack Of mora
sense, made him what he indubltabl,
was, one OF the most dangerous mel
in America.
well, what do you see?' His crisT