The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-11-19
SYNOPSIS

when BOBBY WALLACE asks her
 to marry him. At The Golden
 Feather night club she meets
 SANDY HARKTNS whose business
 connection is vague. Sandy intro-
 duces Bobby and Jean to . MIR.
 and MRS. LEWIS. Bobby sells
 some bonds for Lewis, who buys Q car.
 LARRY GLENN, federal agent,
 is trailing WINGY LEWIS, bank rObber. He learns about the bond
 transaction and questions Bobby.
 Larry believes the car Lewis
 bought is armored. Bobby under takes to find out.
 Jean agrees to a secret engage
 ment with Sandy. The bank of
 which her father is president is robbed, and Larry starts 9 search
 for the robbers.
 Jean goes to see Sandy who
 has been injured. He and the
 Lewises are staying at . farm
 house. She soon finds herself 8
 prisoner. The whole party leaves
 the farm.
 Larry discovers Jean is with the robbers. He and his men arrive after the robbers have gone. They continue the search.
 Now Go On With The Story
 CHAPTER XXX1X
 "TImmm," said Mike reflectively There was long silence; then he said, "No, Larry, I haven't. I'll tell you what I'll do, though. I've got a good friend who is a plain clothes man on the Portsmouth force. I'll just run over there and meet you there and we'll talk to this friend of mine. He might know something At any rate he can give you a steer or two around Portsmouth"
 Fine Said Larry. wen be there by 5 o'clock an dmeet you at police headquarters. Okay?"
 "Okay," said Hagan, and hung up Larry turned away from the phone just in time to greet Al Peters, back from the phone company ofi1ces. He reported that he had displayed hi: credentials and had been imme. diately put in touch with the chief operator in Portsmouth, who hac been requested to give him every as- sistance. After some difficulties the call had been traced - to a pay station booth in @ Portsmouth buf station.
 "That's not much help" cd. mitted Larry. But we're on 6 hot trail, just the same. I've got a hunch we'll catch up with this gang before we're 24 hours older"
 He suddenly thought of Jear Dunn, and his mouth grew grim.
 "Iot trail or cold trail" he said, "we'd better hollow 1t. We've got to catch up with 'em, this tine!"
 When the big blue sedan whirled away from the Engles' farm Jean huddled in a corner of the back seat and stared straight ahead of her, unseeing, her mind in Q tur- moi. Beside her, Eva Brady sat at ease, smoking a cigaret; in the other corner Red leaned back against the cushions, Q cigar gripped in his teeth, and kept his own counsel. The two men in the front seat were silent, also; and the car sped along over the road without a sound except for the hum of the motor and the whistling of the wind about the body of the car.
 They did not go through Mid- lothian. Instead, they turned to the left and headed north; not, as far as Jean could remember, in the direction either of Plainfield, the railroad junction point, or of Dover.
 The red-headed man had practi- cally forced her to get into the car, He had said nothing except, Were going for @ ride; of 6andys whereabouts she knew nothing, ex- cept that he had gone on ahead" with MT. Lewis. Jean felt herself 6 prisoner; the red-headed man seemed a monstrous and enigmatic embodiment of menace, with his expressionless eyes of pale blue conveying an unspoken but irre- sistible threat.
 They rode for perhaps five miles before she managed to regain enough calm to speak. Then, her fists clenched in her lap, she turned to her companions and asked, "Just where are we going?"
 Eva Brady cast a sidelong glance at her and smiled faintly. The red- headed man looked at her in mild surprise, and finally said, "Just who wants to know?"
 "I do."
 He gave her another stare. sub- tly derisive. "You1l find out when we get there." he said at last.
 s'I want to know now. Are we going to Dover2 I've got to get