The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1933-11-10
"THE PRIZEFIGHTER
AND THE LADY"
From he
Mo-oldvyn Picture Starting Today at Loews Palace

ing rooms and there turned to con-
front her. She held out her hand.
You're pretty good, Morgan.
Goodbye"
He ignored the outstretched
hand. I'll be dressed in three min
utes. You wait and figure out what
we'll do after"
Her hand was still extended.
There isn't going TO be any after,
Morgan. I've a taxi waiting"
The excited professor overlook
them. Stephen, my boy, your rub
down and shower. Madame, you
must realize"
Beat it. professor. I'll be along
in a minute"
THE girl flicked drop of sweat
Il from Stoves nose with a little
handkerchief. You go along and
take your shower, Morgan. I'll look
for you in the papers Good-by."
She hurried down the corridor with
a semblance of fight in her gait.
A 15-year-old boy stopped to look
admiringly at Steve in passing.
Hey, want to earn a dollar?" At
the boys eager nod, Steve said
quickly: GO find out what address
that lady gives her taxi"
You betcha!" said the boy, and
was off.
The professor awaited him in the
drpCC1F1cr 70
stephen, my boy, I've gone back
thirty years"
Sure you haven't gone back
thirty drinks?" laughed Steve.
I'm forgetting all that, boy, Just
as you must forget everything now
that interferes with your career"
SO, I've got a career, have II"
THE professor pushed him down
Il on the table. "A glorious ca
reer! The greatest career since
Young Gaffney. You're champion
-roughcut, unpublished, not the
proper setting-but a champion
nevertheless. You and I are going
a long, brilliant path. But there's
one thing we've got to settle right
nOw-that female.
She's not for you for two rea-
sons. First, woman around an up
and-coming young fighter is like a
maggOt in a beautiful red apple.
And second she belongs to the
toughest character in this town
Willie Ryan"
You mean Ryan, the trigger
fella?" He chuckled at the pro-
lessons nod. mo kidding"
I'm not inhuman, Stephen. I'll
apportion you your women when
the time comes, just as I'm going
to tell you what you're going to eat
and what you're going to drink and
how much you're going to sleep, and
how and when you're going to train.
That's all in my hands And this
girl is the first case. Is she out or
isn't she?"
The boy he had sent to get the
girls address hung about the dress
ing room door. Steve put a finger
to his lips and nodded to the boy
to wait outside.
"Okay, Professor, she's out" Steve
smiled to himself. But say, if
you're going to apportion my life
like that, how about apportioning
me that sixty bucks?"
Its here, Stephen. You'll have it
when you're dressed. And remem-
ber-save your money"
WHILE RYAN, a comparatively
w young man neatly dressed in
dinner coat, sat at the desk in his
office at the cabaret of which he was
the proprietor, a telephone receiver
at his ear.
Opposite him sat weakened,
gray-haired, jockey-type little man
known as the Adopted Son, whose
slate-blue eyes glittered as he lis
tened.
Yes, yes, know she was there"
Willie was saying, but what was
the fighters name? =. Morgan, Ell?
Never heard of him That's all"
He hung up, stared at the wall,
and muttered: Steve Morgan"
AT his words the Adopted Son
arose and looked at Willie as though
awaiting orders. Willie shook his
head slightly and said: Don't be
silly" as boy entered to an
nounce:
Miss Ferber's here. sir. She's gone
to her dressing room"
Come in, Willie" a voice called.
When he had closed the door softly,
she turned to him from her dressing
table. Hello, Mister Did you think
I had fallen down a drain?"
Willie nodded and smiled. Was
it a good fight, BELIEF"
Pretty short" said Belle Ferber,
and turned again quickly, Look
here, Mister, you haven't been hav-
ing any of your bird dogs follow me,
have you?"
He came close to her. Since when
this passion for palookas?"
Since I drove into the ditch at
dawn Let's forget it, Willie He
did me favor and in return 1 went
up to see him fight. And if there
ever was a balloon headed, fresh
Tipped, puff chested specimen. he's
it."
ID YAM took her arms and turned
IN her about to face him. Il can't
really kid about thisl"
I never have, Willie. If this had
ever hapDened IN me- before YOU
know you'd have known about it.
I'm sorry. This is getting
little nutty. How about taking your
girl friend home tonight and con-
tinuing the discussion there?"
"All right" She patted his
shoulder affectionately as he left to
enter the cabaret
They made their way to a table
where the Adopted Son sat with
two middle-aged, sharp-looking men.
The men stood up and Willie intro
duced them-Sid Munsey from Chi