Nogales international., 1935-03-02

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81 know" he muttered. It's be-
cause you're so much to me, Nancy
think I'd go mad if you ever
let me down."
She tried not to shiver, quaking
little at the narrowness OF escape.
Luck had been kind to Cleo. Mrs.
Duane, outraged and bitter, would
go straight to Barry with her story.
Cleo felt brightly contented as she
snuggled down behind the wheel.
The driveway wound toward the
end of the grounds in a double
curve. The lights of the roadster
swung around and picked up two
startled figures, hastily backing out
of their faring range. One OF them
was Bertha.
"Alibi!" Cleo said under her
breath. Damn"
It was close to midnight when
Kennedy strolled back to that
smaller chateau which housed the
Pendleton feet Of cars and their
attendants, and he was met by
message that Miss Cleo wanted to
see him. Kennedy was half sulky
about it. Some deviltry. or he
missed his guess.
Cleo received him in the Chinese
room.
'I'm thinking of getting new
car, Kennedy. Do you know any,
thing about racing cars?"
"a little" Kcnnedy's eyes mar
rowed slightly. He hesitated, and
the desire to show that he had not
always been at an employers beck
and call was too much for him. Il
know their. points pretty well,' he
added carelessly. "I've driven my
own now and then
Really" Cleo :uiled encourag-
ingly. That was before you--er--
gave up the Forty-Ninth Street
house, wasn't it!"
All the lines of Kennedy's face
sharpened.
About that time" he said briefly.
$50 you've been looking up my
record?"
"It wasn't necessary, Kennedy.
You're quite we'll known
| He stared back at her. suspicious
and half truculent. "Well. you
know, I didn't try to get the job
under an assumed name, anyway"
ooh yes, I'm perfectly satisfied.
Kennedy. But of course | know
that a man of your experience isn't
taking a chauffeur's position except
for some special reason. Does John
Gage know that you are in Gran
leigh?" ~~
It must have been a sharp jolt
for Kennedy, but this time his ia c
the gamblers face, after all--was
absolutely exprcssionless.
That's too deep for me-" he
answered indifferently. "If you
mean the big fellow, l don't know
what he knows. I've never met him."
mot even that night last May,
when this happened?' Cleo's hand
rested for a moment against the
flmy turquoise of her gown. just
below her heart.
Kennedy followed the gesture,
looked back at the cool little face
with its small pouting mouth and
baby blue eyes, and permitted him
self brief grin.
you've had busy day." he said
dryly; N
Things have a habit of coming
my way, Kennedy. And | know yoa
went out tonight to keep an ap-
pointment with Mrs. Barry Duane,
and just where you met her :. and
by the way, how very much she
looks like Miss Curtis! You're a
wonderful driver, Kennedy, but you
haven't any intention of staying on
here as chauffeur. You're here for
money, Kennedy, big money. Ina
afraid the courts would cali it black
mail"
Kennedy listened. outward!y un-
moved but taking lively account Of
this new situation.
What 5 your game: ne asked
bluntly.
"I'm not playing, Kennedy"
Kennedy took the hint.
my error" He temporized as
tutely. "But l got the idea that yoa
wanted me to do something for
you."
Perhaps you could" She con.
sidered him thoughtfully. There
is someone in Granleigh whose pres.
ence is going to bring danger and
unhappiness to some close friends
OF mine. Some day there will be a
scandal, and she will be forced to
leave in disgrace. It would be bet.
ter for everybody concerned if she |
went away quietly, before her--hee !
past became known"
you want me to get Duane's !
wife out of the way"
He had an unpleasant way of
stripping facts naked and making
her look at them.
i wish her to go away. Alone.H
Reno, or a Mexican divorced"
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