The Washington times., 1935-11-09

IN the castle cellar.
Spill my business to the
G-Men, huh, Miss Gardner. A
canary who likes to sing, huh.
Well, your singin' days are over,
my little bird, and you're going
down where no one will ever find
you. They may get me in the
end but they'll never know what
happened to you"
rs that so, Carston! Drop
that gat, raise your hands above
your head and turn around this
way"
1t was Bradford's voice.
Carston stopped dead. Julie
tainted, and with q swoop Carston
grabbed the girls limp form and
swung her around, her body act
ing as q shield.
You still haven't got me,
Bradford" sneered Carston.
Shoot and you'll drill right
through your girl"
CHAPTER TWENTY.FOUR
Put her down, CarSton, you're
finished. You're talking to the
United States Government now,
and I mean business. Put Miss
Gardner down and give UP like
a man. You've lost and you
know it,"
"Oh, no. I haven't lost yst,
Bradford"
AS he spoke, Carston began edg.
ing his way toward the open trap
door. 1--WE got you in the corner,
just where I want you. can shoot
you through the heart and you
and all your muggS can't plug me,
because you'll plug your own
lovely dovey.
II wanted to talk to you, though.
You've spoiled my racket for me
and I'm going to spoil your racket
for you. I did pretty well until
you and your special Federal
agents went to work on me, Brad
ford. You broke up q mighty
pretty Setup that took me o long
time to build. So I don't owe you
any favors and I'm doin' no favors
for you"
The Federal men stood behind
Bradford, helpless, unable to fire
for fear Of striking Julie.
But now I'll tell you what I'm
going to do. See that pit?" and
Carston nodded toward the yswn-
ing trapdoor. That leads to a vat
of quicklime down in the base
ment.
IF you make one move toward
me I'll jump into it and take your
sweetheart with me. See, Brad
ford, I've got you cornered, only
you didn't know it"
And Carston laughed.
Bradford heroically held him.
self from leaping at the armed
gangster's throat.
"An right, CarSton, what do you
want me to do?" he said.
"Oh, comm to talk terms with
me, huh? Don't you think it's kind
o. late for that, Bradford? But
I'll tell you what I want. I've
got $50 grand in cash in that
handbag on the desk.
Give me your word that you'll
hold your men off and give me
an hour to get away. Then III
give you your Julie"
"I can't do that, CarSton;
you're talking to the Federal Gov
ernment now and not to a news
paperman. We can't compromise
with crooks like you. Put Julie
down and surrender and stand
trial"
Carston sneered and interrupted.
"Stop that Sunday school talk
little boy. Take it or leave II.
I'm in no mind to dicker. Let
me 90 with my dough and you get
,Iulie back. Otherwise you don't
get me and you don't get julie
That's my offer. MY only offer.
bradford was silent for q mo
ment and Carston edged q little
closer to the open trap door.
An Old Trick
bradford, you've had all the
time to think that I'm goin' TO
give you. can't
"God, CarSton, look!" suddenly
shouted Bill. .
Unthinkingly the gangSter
whirled and looked behind him TO
where Bill was pointing.
AS he did so, Bill raised MS
heavy revolver and fired one shot:
Carston Sagged, the limp and
senseless form Of Julie Gardner
slipping from his arms onto the
floor.
Mortally wounded, he turned to-
ward Bill.
it did its stuff on an old hand
like me. You win, Bradford you
and your Federal men"
He coughed; blood bubbllng ON
his bluing, trembling lips.
st guess its all up with King
Carston."
The gangster staggered crafty,
fumbled, staggered another step,
and before Bradford or any OF the
other agents could intervene, he
plunged down through the trap
door, his body banging down the
steel chute into the quicklime vat
which had obliterated the bodies
of so many CarSton victims.
Bradford rushed to jules side
and tried to revive her. Finally
her eyes opened. She reached her
arms up. Bradford knelt and
they closed around his neck.
Another Federal agent walked
over and looked down the trap