The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1938-07-04
H0LDUP H0NEYM00
BY EDWIN RUTT Copyright I9'e'NEA Service Inc

paper that the Weasel had obtain
ed from the filling station attend
ant-"this confirmed it. Plenty"
Wonderingly, Kelly took it. For
a moment she stared wide-eyed at
her own likeness. Finally she
spoke, defiantly.
IF you think you can scare my
father, you're crazy. He knows
can take care of myself"
"Meybe so. But he'll come
through to keep your mother from
worrying. She's probably hyster-
ical by now"
Kelly's eyes narrowed to bfight
Sits. >,
1--WE never known anyone
she said, that | detested as much
as | do you" -,
That's perfectly okay with
me-" said Joe. "Your opinion Is
immaterial. Pm after money and
nothing more"
You said it," put in the Wea-
sci, who had listened to all TINS
with approving ears.
For short time there was ST.
lence. Finally Kelly said: Lis
ten, Joe"
"Hello.p
"All those-those things you
told me, then? They were"-her
voice dropped-"just lies"
Joe laughed, an unnecessarily
loud laugh. "You mean about
falling for you? Wanting to
marry you and all that? Gee, wo-
men are dumb. ! never knew one
yet who didn't turn out to be
sucker directly a man told mer he
loved her. Of course, they were
lies. You don't think I'd be dope
enough to want to get married,
do you?"
Kelly's face twisted.
"Now ! know" she said, her
mount tight, that you're the rot
tcnest person I've ever met
Twilight drew around Ontario.
Thickened into darkness. The car
droned on. And presently the
lights of St. Catharines winked
ahead Of them.
Right trough da town." the
Weasel directed.
A half mile out Of st. Catha-
rincs, the Weasel ordered Joe to
turn off on dirt road which led
in the general direction Of Lake
Ontario. Down this the car
plunged through shadows for ten
minutes. Then, suddenly, the
Wcasel's left hand gripped Joe's
shoulder. :,
stop here" he commanded
tcrsely.
Joe strained his eyes through
the gloom. With difficulty he dis
cerned the outlines of small
clapboard house, set back at some
distance from the road. From
where the car was parked no light
was visible. The place seemed as
dark and lonely as the road down
which they had just come.
$50 this is your hideaway, is
it" Kelly said to the Weasel.
"What a delightful place. 1t looks
like a deserted grave"
"Ain't so deserted as it looks
said the Weasel. "Cissy'll be
waitin' fer me inside, sure"
"Cissy?" u,
His girl" Joe explained. "The
place does seem dark though,
Weasel. Maybe Cissy took a run
out powder"
mot a chanel" Saidrth Wea-
sci. And said it almost reluctant
ly, Joe thought.
Leaving the car they stole quiet
" around the house A light was
| shining from kitchen window
and the shade was only half
drawn. They peered in and per-
ceived blond girl playing soil
taire at the kitchen table.
Oats Cissy," whispered the
Weasel.
A modulated whisper from Ed
the Weasel might have been lik-
ened to steam escaping. Inside.
the blond girl raised her head, sat
! for a second alert and suspicious.
, like snake listening.
The Weasel tapped three times
on the window pane. Suddenly
the blond girl was out Of her
chair and darting catlike across
the room. The light went out. A
moment of silence passed. Then.
through the keyhole of the kitch-
en- door, Il voice rasped: who's
/ there"
The Weasel cleared his throat.
Just me, baby" he said loud
| ly. "Open up
(To be cOntinued)