The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1932-06-09
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CHERRY DIXON. pretty. 10.
tells her mother she II going to a
club meeting but instead meets
DAN PHILLIPS. reporter on the
WellinEton News: Cherry has few
friends because her wealthy mar.
ents consider most Of the other
young people of the town socially
inferior. She has become acquaint-
ed with Phillips without her par
ents' knowledge.
She and Dam lunch together and
are about to stnrt for a drive i'm
Cherry's roadster when another
reporter tells Dam the city editor
has been trying to find him.
DUKE SMITH. bank rObber,
has escaped Jail and the city edi-
tor wants Dan to find INEZ MAIL
10y. Smith's sweetheart. and get
drive to the apartment where
1nez il stayinE. He enters, prom
jSinE 10 return in 10 minutes.
When he does not come Cherry
grows nervous and goes into the
apartment to find him.
NOW co ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER III
COME Of the names above the mail
- boxes tilted tipsily so that they
were difficult to read. Others lacked
Identification Of any sort. Cherry
searched the list but nowhere
could she find the name Baker"
1t must be there, though. Baker"
was what Dan had said. Unless
he'd found the place he'd have come
back.
But there was no such name on
the list Of tenants Of the apartment.
The girl turned uncertainty. The
exterior of the building had proven
deceptive. The small square en-.
trance way in which she stood was
soiled and down-at-heel. Brown
walls with hideous panels of scenic
wall paper on either side. Finger
marks smudging the woodwork.
The simulated tile floor in need of
soap and water.
What should she do?
Cherry's fears were rising. It
was at that instant that a grimy
urchin, capless and wearing
sweater too large for him. appeared
on the other side of the outer door
and stared at the girl through the
glass panel.
She drew back the door. do you
know II some people named Baker
live here?" she asked.
The urcbin nodded. Traces of
some sticky stuff showed on his
cheeks. The blue stare of irnpassive
eyes regarded her. but the child did
not speak.
Can you tell me where to find
them?"
The urchin pointed a sticky fin.
ger to the door at the left. Through
the glass portion OF the door a
short fight of stairs was revealed.
Evidently it led to a hall.
Somehow the child treasured
Cherry. 1t couldn't be such dread.
full place il there were children
about. Timidly she put a hand
on the door. 1t opened.
She went up the steps gingerly
and found herself in a long passage.
There was a dim yellow light half
way down the hail. Its meager rays
showed doors on either side-prob-
ably a dozen of them. Gray day.
light filtered through window on
the landing where the stairs turned.
The thing to do now would be to
knock at one of these doors and
ask where the Bakers lived.
Cherry took two steps forward
and drew back in dismay. There
were voices. mems voices, raised
and angry. behind thu nearest door
on the right.
THE voices continued. One Of
them grew louder than the
others. Oh. there was no doubt that
the men, were angry. Suddenly
Cherry heard the clatter Of q key
turning In lock. They were com.
ing!
In panic. blindly. the girl ran up
the stairs and turned at the land.
ing. She heard the door open be-
low and the men came out. Breath.
less. she flattened herself against
the wall