The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-09-14

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own report and we are turning it
over TO the department of the in
terror Your game is up at Three
Rivers" Turning upon hts heel,
Stan Ball left the room with the
speeches. timber king glaring after
him.
CTAN halted on the sidewalk
~ outside the Equity building, a
smile twisting at the corners of his
lips. He had given Asper Delo fair
warning Of what he was going to do.
No doubt the timber king already
was rushing a long distance call
through to his boss, Swergin, at
Three Rivers, apprising him Of the
fact that another snoop was on his
way to look the operations over.
i bet the old hard-fist tells Swer-
gin plenty" Stan thought as he
fished into his pocket for the
makings Of a cigaret. THE old fire
eater would be a real timber baron
II he weren't a crook.
Stan halted at the edge of the
sidewalk beside the Delo town car.
He frowned upon a package Of
"tailored-mades" that he had fished
from his pocket. He'd have to get
out of town or they would be selling
him a suit Of store clothes.
The liVeried driver of the big car
was not at the wheel and his place
had been taken by a heavy-set man
who wore a drivers cap. Stan eyed
the man for no reason at all, except
that he was trained to notice any
thing unusual
The fellow cast a fieeting glance
past Stan and reached toward the
dash Of the car An Snstant later
a couple brushed against him. Stan
was pushed rudely aside. AS he
moved, he saw carefully dressed
young man hurriedly guiding a girl
to the open door of the car.
Stan started at the window of the
car as the door slammed shut A
pair Of shapely ankles and two trim
slippers rose above the sill. A man
who had been crouching in the back
of the car rose into view and bent
over the girl.
There was a flashing of kicking
slippers and a muffled sceram. Then
the car leaped away from the curb.
1t rocketed into the traffic like a
mad thing, but it did not get away
before Stan Ball had leaped on the
empty trunk rack behind the spare
tire. The little curtain at the back
window was up and he was able tc
crouch down, so he would not be
easily seen should it be lowered.
TINE car sped away darling
Il through the traffic while curious
pedestrians grinned at the spectacle
of a big town car dashing along
with a cowboy riding. the trunk rack
Stan grinned at three successive
policemen who deferentially allowed
the big car to cut through their
warning signals.
1t was plain all the men on the
beat knew Asper Delo's private
limousine. Two Of the officers
waved threatening clubs at Stan
and T. mptly dismissed him as an
impudent hitch hiker.
He had caught a glimpse of tip
tilted little nose, pair of red lips
and a mass of brown hair as the
girl had been rushed past him. He
was sure he had very diverting
half hour ahead.
The car swerved and shot into g
side street. AS the traffic thinned
its speed increased. The back cur.
tain was raised little, but Star
could see no faces. For ten minutes
they raced west, then made a right
turn and sped into a tree-linec
avenue.
From the avenue the driver
swerved into a country lane and the
dust began to roll up in clouds. Star
shut his eyes and chung to his pre-