The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-10-28

face and old-fashioned steel-rimmed
Spectacles made him look like any,
thing but the underworld go-be-
tween he really was. He looked at
Boyd with dull expectancy as the
manager went out.
Turf" said Boyd, 81 want you
to get word to Don Montague for
me. Don't let him know you come
from me, see? Don't even mention
my name just get to him and do
this: Tell him that Whiskers has
traced those Atlas and Iron River
bonds to him. Get it?"
Turf Arnold looked at him with
out curiosity and repeated the mes
sage.
DO I know anything, if he asks
me any ques5ions?" he asked.
Boyd shook his head.
Nothing" he said. You just got
word to give'm the tip, that's ALL
and if he asks where you got it
you tell'm nothing, Just that mes
sage is all: The G men know that
he had those bonds, and they're GO
ing to be asking him where he got
EN-"
Turf Arnold silently Withdrew.
Sonny Boyd stared darby at the
closed door, wiped his forehead with
colored handkerchief, took another
stiff dring, and said, "Whee-ewW!"
TURF ARNOLD was an excellent
Il messenger. He sought out
Donald Montague that evening,
gave the message, played dumb at
the proper points, and then went
aWay-leaving the lawyer to walk
thoughtfully up and down the floor
OF his library, stroking his chin and
froWning meditatively.
The upshot of it all was that
Larry Glenn's visit to Montague's
otflce the next morning was not in
the least unexpected. although the
lawyer did not reveal this fact. lie
greeted Larry cordially, with just
the eXoectant air that he would
have worn if the visit had been a
complete surprise, seated him in a
comfortable chair, and showed
sllVer-mounted cigaret box across
the desk toward him.
Larry came to the point pronpt-
ly.
Mr.. Montague" he said, "the Di-
vision of investigation has been
working on that bank robbery down |
in Nicola month and a half ago. |
Some gunner stuck up the National
Bank down there and made off with |
cash and securities worth $4,000, !
The securities were bonds, all duly
registered; among them were some
$4,000 in Atlas and Iron River gold
per cents five hundred dollar de-
nomination. We've been able to
trace some of them, and we are in
formed that $14,50O of them were
sold by you during the last week."
He smiled and paused briefly.
adding, Can you tell me anything
about it?"
Mr.. Montague looked at him with
al. expression of mild surprise and
utter candor.
Atlas and Iron River gold fves?"
he repeated. He wrinkled one eye
brow, as If searching his brain. 81
believe I remember-let me have a
look at my records, will you?"
Go ahead" said Larry Montague
went over to a wall safe, drew out
some memoranda, and seemed to be
studying them thoughtfully for
few moments. Then he nodded. as
If to say, "Ah, yes-it's all quite
clear now" and returned to this
chair.
"You say those bonds were stolen
from the--Neola National Bank,
was it?" ne asked. Larry nodded.
Montague looked at him, panied
surprise registered on his face.
'Why-it can't be-" he said soft
~. He shook his head slowly, as if
contemplating some unnatural and
unbelievable miSchance.
Il assure you there's no mistake
about it, said Larry.
Montague smiled.
ooh, accept your word, of
course" he said. ct just doesn't
seem possible, that's ALL
He continued to shake his head
slowly.
Il sold those bonds-yes," he said
frankly. Il don't mind confessing
that I handled them somewhat-ah !
-surreptitiously. I supposed there
was sufficient reason to do so, but
i never dreamed"
EgE left the sentence unfinished
Il Il and looked off out the window.
Then he seemed to pull himself to-
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