The Washington times., 1934-12-15


to the police, yes" I assured her.
mo! mol"
Don't be childish" I begged.
"You can't run around with mob
of cut-throats, get yourself tied
up in a flock of crimes, and then
when you're tripped say, "excuse
it, please and go free. II you
tell the whole story in court-in'
cluding the parts you haven't told
me-the chances are you'll get off.
But there's no way in Gods world
for you to escape arrest. Come
on" I told Jack and Tom'Tom
Carey. "We've got to shake it up
if we want to fipd our folks at
home"
Looking back as I climbed the
fence, I saw that Andy had put
the girl in the car and was get
ting in himself.
"Just a moment" I called to
Jack and Carey, who were already
starting across the field.
Thought Of something else to
kill time," the swarthy man COM
planned.
Foresight
I went back across the road to
the car and spoke quickly ana
softly to Andy:
"Dick Foley and Mickey ''lne,
han should be hanging a 'UAo
the neighborhood. AS sooA as
we're out Of sight, hunt 'em up'
Turn Miss Newhall over to Dick.
Tell him to take her with him and
beat it for a phone-rouse the
sheriff, Tell Dick he's to turn
the girl over to the sheriff. TO
hold for the San Francisco police.
Tell him he's not to give her up
to anybody else-not even to me-
Got it?"
"Got it,"
"All right. After you've told
him that and have given him the
girl, then you bring Mickey Line
han to the NeWhall house as taSV
as you can make it. Well likely
need all the help we can get as
soon as we can get it."
Got Won" Andy said.
What are you up to?" Tom
Tom Carey asked suspiciously
when reioineG Jack and him.
Detective business"
IT ought to have come down
ard turned the trick all by my.
self" he grumbled. You haven't
done damned thing but waste
time since We started"
TN not the one that's wasting
1t now"
He snoEted a-.d set out across
the field again, Jack and fol-
lowing him. At the end the field
there was another fence to be
climbed. Then we came over a
little wooded ridge and the New.
hall house lay before us-a large
white house, gliStening in the
moonlight, with yellow rectangu-
lars where blinds were down over
the windows of lighted rooms.
The lighted rooms were on the
ground floor. The upper floor
was dark. Everything was quiet.
Damn the moonlight" Tom.
Tom Carey repeated, bringing an
other automatic out of his clothes,
so that now he had one in each
hand.
Jack started to take his gun
out. looked at me. saw I was let
ting mine rest, let his slide back
in his pocket.
Tom-Tom Carey'S face was a
dark stone mask-Slits for eyes,
slit for mouth-the grim mask Of
a manhunter, mankiller. He
was breathing softly, his big chest
moving gently. Beside him, Jack
Counihan looked like an excited
Schoolboy. His face was CHASTITY,
his eyes all stretched out of shape,
and he was breathing like tire
pump. But his grin was genuine,
for all the nervousness in it.
We'll cross to the house on this
side," I whispered. Then one of
us can take the front, one the
back, and the other can wait till
he sees where he's needed most.
Right?"
Right" the Swarthy one agreed.
CHAPTER Xxx
"Wa1t!" Jack exclaimed. "The
girl came down the vines from an
upper window. What's the mat
ter with my going up that way?
I'm lighter than either of you. If
they haven't missed her, the win.
dow would still be open. Give me
10 minutes to find the window,
get through 1t, and get myself
placed. Then when you attack
I'll be there behind them. HoW's
that?" he demanded applause.
And what II they grab you as
soon as you light?" I objected.
Suppose they do. I can make
enough racket for you to hear.
You can gallop to the attack while
they're busy with me. That'll be
just as good"
"Blue hell" Tom-Tom Carey
barked. What goods all that?
The other ways best. One of us
at the front door, one at the back,
kick 'em in and go in shooting" !"
IF this new one works, it'll be
better" I gave my opinion. If
YOU want to lump in the furnace