The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-10-18
SYNOPSIS

JEAN DUNN, pretty, 2l, is sec retary tO DONALD MONTAGUE, lawyer. BOBBY WALLACE, au- tOmObiIe salesman, has frequently asked her to marry him. but Jean delays her answer.
 At The Golden Feather night club she meets SANDY HAR- KINS.
 LARRY GLENN, federal agent, long friend of Jean and Bobby, is trying to trail WINGY LEWIS, bank rObber. He cOnfides details of the case to his friend, MIKE HAGAN, of the local police force.
 Jean and Bobby go to The Golden Feather again and see Sandy there with MIR. and MRS. LEWIS. They all 90 to the Lew- is apartment. Lewis tells Bobby he wants to buy g car, "a special job" worth $1O,OOO. He shows Bobby some bonds worth $12,OOO and says if Bobby can sell them for him he will buy the car and Bobby will have $2OO0 profit,
 Bobby arranges to sell them to Jeans employer.
 Hagan suspects Sandy Harkins of being involved in payroll robbery. Sandy is tipped off that police are looking for him. q CHAPTER XII
 Jean Dunn looked up from her typewriter with a start to see Sandy Harkins standing beside her desk, grinning at her.
 "Why - where's you come from2" she asked. He, jerked his thumb at her employers private office.
 "In there," he said.
 "In there?" she asked blankly.
 "Why not? Him and had some business. I got things all framed up-for you and me to go horseback riding"
 @sandy. what are you talking about?"
 "Well, if you don't believe it, ask him. Here he comes."
 The door opened, and MT. Mon- tague came over to them. He looked more than ever the part of the solid, prosperous citizen - carefully pressed summer-weight blue suit, florid face, hair neatly barbered and brushed, bringing a faint odor of tonic and powder; a middle-aged man who had won success and money and was par- donably proud of them and of his own appearance, and kindly, friendly sort of person in addi- tion. He beamed down at his pretty stenographer.
 T understand you already know MT. Harkins?" he said, with one hand on Sandy's arm. Jean nodded, smiling.
 MT. Harkins is a client of naine," said MT. Montague. ''Now you know a lawyer exists to serve his clients; and this particular client demands that I permit my stenographer to leave her work in the middle of the morning and him."
 Jean gaped at him. His eyes twinkled gaily as he went on:
 And the funny part of it is, I'm going to grant his request. might lose him if I didn't. And can't afford to do that, you know. Can't let good client get away from you. So you're at his Miss Dunn, until-well, until tomorrow morning. As far as I'm concerned, anyway"
 She still looked up, incredu- lous.
 "No, I mean it." said MT. Mon- tague. "Get your hat and get out of here. I don't wont to see you until tomorrow"
 And he turned and went back into his office. Jean looked up at Sandy.
 twill you tell me what on earth this is all about?"
 Come on you heard him, didn't you? Get your hat and we'll go places"
 He pulled her to her feet, laugh ing at her. Utterly bewil- dered, but feeling that day off was 8 day off even when you couldn't understand it, Jean hur- ried off to make herself ready. Five minute later she was sitting beside Sandy in his roadster. :. "I expect you'll want to get