The Coolidge examiner., 1935-08-30


iated. Then De laughed shortly.
That's Iie.~ he decided. That's
lie from the ground up' Neither
me nor Elliot had anything 70 d.
with any ~ this"
so De a." said Kentucky. Floyd.
bring IN Elliot. or. bere-Tll bring
him myself" lie flashed a malig.
nant grin az McCorl. and went
out.
Behind him Hopper aid 20 his
deputy. watch this guy. While r
lie followed Kentucky Jones.
Kentucky and the sheriff paused
Tor a whispered conference beyond
the door.
by Cd. Jones. said the sheriff.
I believe that guy knows some
thing"
"of course be knows something. .
Kentucky said Irritably.
-Bu, he got through the loop on
you Hopper said. Hes too cool
and tough 20 stampede. You've
played your ace. and never took a
trick What are you going to DO
nowY'
lead the Jack" said Kentucky.
unpertsrbed As be moved on to the
room where Campo was holding
Bob Elliot he no longer believed
that he could lose.
A dls~enslon was beginning IN
the little room where Campo was
presiding over the now conscious
Elliot Jean and Campo did not
appear 10 have moved but the boss
% IS vas sitting up In a chair He
leaned forward. his hands gripping
the arms. and giowered az Ragland
with eyes that seemed not quite able
20 focus accurately. tut down that
gun" he was saying There's no
d-n-" lie checked as Kentucky
and the sheriff appeared
"TeH him Kentucky whispered
sldeloug 70 Hopper. hes under ar.
rest"
You're under arrest. Elliot" said
the sheriff.
TELL him." Kentucky prompted
"'McCord has spilled the beans. 9"
"McCord has spilled the beans"
the sheriff repeated 10 Elliot with
ssnrxfuf-frsr arss,hasFg
Bob Elliot stared at them vague.
is for n full quarter 81 a minute.
4 don't know what you're talking
about" be said finally.
Kentucky nudged Hopper. but this
time the sheriff didu't walt FOR his
whispered instructions. For the frsi
time. Hopper seemed ready To 20
forward under his own power.
You're charged with murder. II.
Hot. he said 'McCord has told Il,
all"
Elliot stared 1T the sheriff FOR a
long moment more I'm talk 10 Mr.
McCord," he said at last. bis voice
harsh. let me talk to McCord."
4 should say not. said the
sheriff.
Il should say yes" said Ken.
lucky Jones. "McCord's In the kitch.
en-. Elliot. Just step this way" He
pushed the sheriff ahead OF him. Bob
Elliot followed. Campo tralled
along: but Jean stayed where che
was.
Here's your friend. McCord. 4"
said Kentucky. Look him over
and ask yourself what you've been
depending on. all this time"
In the doorway Bob Elliot stood.
swaying on bis legs Ike a drunken
man. The muscles about his mouth
twltched and hls eyes were red In
bloodless face.
Look each other over" said Ken
tucky Jones. a fine pair TO draw
tor to build n hanging around. "
Bill McCord cried snt. Bob what
the hi you been telling these--T'
What the devil you talking
aboutf" said Elliot, Il"
Kentucky Jones offered Elliot the
butt OF the gun that had killed San
ders. Here's your gun, EuIot.
They've matched II with the bull
lets that killed Zack."
A light fiared up in Bob Elliots
eyes and he turned on Bill McCord.
II McCord says this is my gun. +"
be exploded. he lies"
ASK Ted Baylor" Kentucky said.
Ted, tell the gentlemen where
you last saw this gun-after you
won Il at craps from Joe ST. Marie" F"
Ted Baylor glanced at the gun
again, and he hesitated. Kentucky
Jones waited, balanced In suspense.
He believed that one OF the two
McCord or Elliot-would break un-
der the one last straw that Baylor
might perhaps provide. But he had
not talked TO Ted Baylor-had
found no chance 10 talk 10 him
and he did not know what this man
would say.
II guess you can remember when
I saw this gun last. yourself, Bob,
said Ted Baylor at last
You're crazy" said Elliot.
81 won that gun from Joe st.
Marie. In a crap game, one night
last fall" Ted Baylor said; but /
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