The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1934-03-06
GODDESS

US. and when Horatio Greene says
you're good copy. -"
THE slanting rays of the afternoon
sun flashed through the open
ports. Despite the altitude it was
warm within the plane once they
had lifted above the zone Of rain
clouds. The cabin echoed with the
drora Of the motors and lurched in
the bumpy air.
Langton was in the masterpieces
seat. delighted as a child with an
old. familiar toy. Spin Winslow
loafed next to him, behind the dual
controls, yawning between spells Of
doing. Three young men squatted
in the rear of the cabin muttering q
strange jargon. One wore an over
seas cap with a furnished insignia.
The cap looked somewhat moth
eaten.
They seemed very, very absorbed
with the antics Of two small red
cubes with white dots on the sides.
Juan was with them. and Greene
was nearby INDUCING in his favor
ite occupation: talking. In a pair Of
seats halfway between the crap
shooters and the pilots were Janice
ard Frank. They did very little else
than to look at each other, smiling
occasionally.
-. then, when Spin got our mes.
sage" Greene apparently did not
think It worthwhile 10 address any
one in particular-"he picked up
three young hoodlums he knew, ar
ranged for this bus. got machine
gun. swallowed his lousy disposi-
tion--a record Of some kind, a veri-
table Ripley, in tact--and In three
hops. total elapsed time less than
twenty.four hours, landed on the
beach back there on the coast. We
met him there. We took of Just
before dawn. Not seeing Janice
and Billy at the valley. we kept on
to the city Of the pyramid. We ar
rived just in time. We couldn't
land until Janice let the Ieopards, ]
n.ean tigers, loose. She did a
good Job there :. so we"
Spin Winslow. strolling back.
asked In loud voice II Greene had
ever heard the story Of the half
smoked stump Of the Corona-C Corona
perfect cigar and the wad of chew
Ing tobacco that were floating side
by side down the Mississippi.
NO." replied Greene testify.
Whats that got to do"
The three young men at the crap
game looked up grinning.
WELL" answered Spin gravely,
the wad Of chewing tobacco asked
the perfecto. How far are we from
New Orleans? The perfecto replied,
with an expression of distaste on its
-. um, gold band. Listen. punk:
I'm too hundred miles from New
Orleans. Where do you get that
we stuffl'"
Frank chuckled at the discom-
fited look on Greene's face. The
crap game continued. Finally ia
nice leaned toward Frank.
"You won't you won't go away
again. eyer?" she whispered.
THE burnt child fears" he be.
San. but the tenderness in his eyes
belied the Implication OF his word.
Janice wrinkled her nose. "You
can take IL" she quoted eolloquial.
ly. EFT was those darn Dishes"
"Dishes?"
"You mentioned our doing the
Dishes" she stated firmly. Il hate
EN-"
"Not even II help?"
"Well." she replied consideringiy.
Probably there's some dishwash.
Ing that has compensation" She
looked up at him winningly. Her
voice was honey-sweet with propi-
eA0AiOus oub ~ We uO Cdulp OUT
from time to time IN one Of your
jungles. Wen have Juan along. won't
vet" Her eyes coaxed. "And." she
concluded brightly. she can help
too"
Frank laughed and nodded.
Greene. soto voce TO Winslow,
said. -And that means. Spin that
the big palooka and Juan win wash
and wipe the dishes between them"
The little man sighed. "And that
means that when We get back to
Hollywood tomorrow / hunt me an
other fob"
Another job?" queried Spin skep-
tically. why don't you go to work
for q change. you bum!"
(cetyisIl. 1884,. 8, Rssssrs Issss.J
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