The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-11-11

god place to talk anyway. Let's all go downtown to my office. It's more honey there, somehow. I'm sure we'll all get on better" The prisoner looked up apprehen- siyely. Gunderson, with exagger- ated gentleness, helped him to his feet, and rested one hand gently on his upper arm.
 Don't try to make break for 1t as we go down to the car," ad- vised Gunderson softly. T might get excited and hurt you"
 He grinned, and shepherded the doctor toward the door. In the foyer the little man resisted pas sively. "Wait," he begged. If we're going downtown - let me get some-some stuff together first" Larry Glenn and Matthews ex- changed glances.
 "Where do you keep itP" asked Larry. The doctor stared at him for a long moment; then he shrugged helplessly.
 'In the surgery" he said. "11 you're such good searchers, you must've seen 1t. Top right drawer of the mahogany cabinet" Tony LaRocco went into the sur gerry and came back with 8 small round pill box. He held it up with the question. "This?" Doc Jeckers nodded and held out his hand fol it. Larry took the box and pock- eted 1t, shaking his head.
 "Not now, Doc," he said. "Aftel we've talked"
 Jeckers looked at him sourly shrugged again, and let them leac him down to the car.
 They made the trip back to the Division of Investigation offices without incident. Matthews lee the way into his inner office, where Jeckers was planted in 8 chair with the five agents grouped about him in an irregular semicircle. Larry sat on desk, his hands clasped about one knee. I'm moi going to call you doctor" he began "You're a disgrace to the medical profession. If I say Doc it's just a handy nickname, not an abbreyi- ation for doctor. See?"
 Jeckers looked up impaSsively, as if insults had long lost all power to stir him.
 'Within the last three days, said Larry, you gave treatment to a man suffering from 8 bullet wound - in the shoulder? Thanks. ' Jeckers flared up:- T didn't say yesl didn't say a Ndam thing You can't frame me that way!"
 "Nobody's framing you. You l treated man who had been shot through the shoulder. l want to know who the man was, where you treated him, who called you, where the man was staying, and who was with him. I'm reminding you now that by treating this man you made yourself liable to a prison term. You may be able to help yourself somewhat by giving me this information"
 OueXpGCtcuAys VSSACA0 ACeSAASN ASA ward confidentially and tapped Lar " on the knee. Listen" he said grinning sardonically, T been around here q long, long time, and I know a lot of birds that're SO hard they make you little government men look like Sunday Schools boys. And if you think that you can make me turn copper"
 He leaned back, and his grin be- came bitter. Come again, Whiskers," he said. Tt just won't work. This's pum rap you're giy- ing me with that little warrant of yours, but can take it. Edont talk. See?"
 He thrust his scanned, dried-out face up: the face that seemed to be a record on which life had piti- lessly written all the degradation and shame and evil that can come to q man of talent and culture who elects the downhill road and follows 1t to the uttermost depths.
 'Okay," said Larry calmly. Can we let him cool e while2" He