The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1933-07-06

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"This Man Heren-She Jerked Her
Bobbed Head Toward Regain
"ls Absolutely Dumb W
In guarded tones. "Just had q
bunch ! could do more with her
alone, John. Suppose you take this
knife down to the Jail and ask Yer
non If he's ever seen 1t before"
"And then?"
"Come back and come In. i got
q bunch she and I will be pretty
good buddies by then"
Reagan marched off and Harvey
re-entered the deans Office, closing
the door behind him. He liked the
trim little figure-although she
somewhat frightened him. She was
sitting now In straight chair, and
her legs were crossed-disclosing a
frank expanse of pink flesh between
the knee and the hem Of the dress.
Harvey felt himself blushing, but
Ivy seemed totally unconscious of
her display.
He settled comfortably In the
deans swivel chair, mopped his
forehead and the back of his neck,
and then grinned disarmingly at the
girl.
answer me one question, Miss
WEIGH: Amt the terriblest look
ing detective you ever saw?"
The girls blue eyes opened wide
and q truant dimple appeared.
swell, wouldn't say you were a
sheik."
81 amt this bad In cold weather.
Heat just knocks me for row of
tin cans. Now Reagan yonder. :"
He lowered his voice. "You mustn't
get sore at regular dicks, Miss
WEIGH" he advised confidentially.
"If they slough everybody, they're
bound to have the right one. Me
II don't hardly ever make an ar
rest, and my job now is to turn
loose at least two of the three Rea,
gan has got In STIR" Jim was using
police vernacular in deliberate
effort to impress the girl, and he
knew that he was succeeding. She
was sitting forward tensely; COM
pletely awed by his authoritative
manner. "One thing. Miss WEIGH ;
/ want you to know I'm on the
level l wouldn't try to put nothing
over on you-cross my heart and
hope to die II ! would. II you
don't believe that, why, there amt
hardly no use for us to talk"
81 think you're all right" said
Ivy firmly.
Thanks. It's real nice of you to
say that. And now that we've
started of so good, femme tell You
one thing more: l amt regular
bull. I amt got the slightest de
sire to make a record, and I'd rath
er never slough anybody than do
any harm to the wrong Teller.
You're sure your brother didn't do
this thing. I sort Of agree with
you. But there's a whole lot of
lying going on -. and while
don't want to make you sore. Miss
WEIGHT amt any secret that your
brother is doing more than his share
which amt helping him a bit.
want to locate somebody who knows
something and is willing to talk
straight. Will you or won't your
Ivy didn't hesitate. II willl'
"Good girl Now want you to
tell me about Mr.. Thayer-and
yourself -. Just whatever you
feel l should know"
The girl bit her lip. 81 feel funny
about that, Mr.. Harvey. I've tried
to tell one or two people-even my
brother-and they all Iaugh-or
sneer-when say I was In love
with him."
II wouldn't laugh, Miss WEIGH.
I'm sentimental old bird !. and
1 believe In young love. Oh, goshi
how l do"
"I'm seventeen" she said. 81
guess I'm not so awful dumb.
know about as much as the next
girl And was In love with Pat
Thayer. He was wonderful to me-
Not always wise-cracking and show.
ing of smart like most boys. He
was awful different, and / guess q
girl knows whether she's In love
or not, no matter how much people
laugh. And when he-when he"
Her eyes filled with fierce hot tears
which she dashed away. sim an
awful silly little fool, Mr.. Hanvsg
but can't help it,
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