The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1933-06-29
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take twenty dollars and I take
twenty dollars"
"Then you were close friends,
eh?"
"Oh, no, sir. Meester Thayer, he
Is YER fine gentleman and he would
not be friends with no janitor."
81 see. He certainly was
q fine gentleman, Mike-no mistake
about that. Thayer and Vernon
were pretty good friends, weren't
they? Did you ever hear them quar-
rel?"
'.No, sir. Not one time even."
''They used to play cards good
deal, didn't they?"
"Maybe so maybe not. think
maybe So"
"Vernon never mixed up In this
liquor business, did hep
"No, sir. Just Mr.. Thayer."
"Hmml What was the last time
you bought liquor for him2"
"Let me see about one week
ago, sir. It was nice party. They
wanted two cases."
1.-TWO hundred dollars WORTH
"Yes, sir"
@Did you get it,"
@Oh, yes, sir"
"Did Thayer pay for it,"
Fright away quick, sir, all ex-
cept the forty dollars which he
keeps for himself"
did Thayer usually pay you
when he ordered the whisky or only
after the boys paid him?"
"After the feliers they pay him.
You see, it is for them and so he
should not pay me until he get the
money off them"
"And when he died. Mike-did he
owe you anything?"
mo, sir. Meester Thayer, he did
!! not owe me one cent"
| "Good." Harvey hoisted himself
to his feet, and nodded to the JAM
itor. "That'll be all, Mike"
"You do not ask me no more
questions?'
"Nope. Nothing else. I'm much
obliged for everything"
"Thank you, sir"
Reagan led the way into the hall
and thence upstairs to the main
| floor.
"What now, Hanveyi Would you
like to see Max vernon's room7"
| you've searched it, haven't
your
eyes,"
"Find anything?"
'Not thing. But I thought
my Goshl you're a thorough
bird. Well. let's go. But Lordy l
how hate those steps"
Harvey painted to the top floor
and Reagan conducted him into a
small but handsomely furnished
room, Respondent with pennants,
| pillows, tennis rackets and numer-
GUS Autographs depicting pulchri-
tudinous damsels in various condi-
tions of deshabille.
But despite the markedly collegi
ate tone, there was more than a
hint of taste In the general arrange
ment. In a corner was delicate
| statuette perched on teakwood
tabouret. And over the mantel was
collection Of curious weapons: A
fencing foil, a broadsword, a Ma
lay kris, an Arab scimitar, rusty
revolver of Civil war days. a Phil
ippine bolo, bow and arrow of
genuine Indian origin. Harvey
glanced at them, and then at the
arrangement of the room.
1t was coy, in a youthful. happy
go-lucky sort Of way. Harvey cas-
ually opened the dresser drawers
and rummaged indifferently through
the masses Of expensive linen. He
opened the door of the hanging
closet and exclaimed over the mul,
titude of tailored suits disclosed.
.Vernon sure must be snappy
dresser, John"
Looked that way to me-" an
swered Reagan enviously 81 al
ways did wish could afford them
kind of clothes. I'll bet there amt
suit in yonder that cost less'n q
hundred bucks"
/ Harvey sank into a chair and
lighted a cigar. saint 1t tough
to think of a kid like Vernon hav-
ing it easy like he did and then get
ting mixed up in nasty mess like
this?''
i "You tell 'em, Jim. That's one
reason / was glad to get you on
the case. They're a nice sort, these
kids. / didn't used to think so.
thought they were q bunch of crazy
high-hats. but. by golly they amt.
haven't met one who didn't
strike me that he'd be q real guy
If he wasn't so dam educated"
i Harvey moved his head labor.
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