Henderson daily dispatch., 1938-10-15
CHAPTER AZ
HELEN WELsHIMER

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JUDY EXPLAINED, as the cab
bumped along the road that par
alleled the wharves and fish mar
kets, just how the mysterious,
slight man in the green fedora and
plaid overcoat had reappeared at
;Coralee Myers residence, in New
Jersey to buy letters Of the alpha
|bet.
He had given no name and adj
dress, she added. Mr.. Myers could
not check on the generous buyer
Sof the printed letters.
Ronald glanced at the initials
carefully.
I've had no messages in writ
ing" he said, Concerning any
thing. Afraid there's nothing to
compare. But it might be that the
police department has specimens
related to these. OF course, there's
a chance, since that pen expert of
yours sells these things to the gem
,eral market, that the police could
have them from some other party.
It needn't relate to our man in any
way" s~
Judy continued the line of
thought, leaning toward him in the
dusky cab.
mr.. Myers knows the purposes
to which the other people put the
letters. They want notes, or
! names for certificates, or notices.
This man is his only mysterious
C1lCf0Y1oor I,;~,o
Ronald leaned forward, slipped
down the glass, gave q curt direc-
ton to the driver.
Central Police Headuuartersi"
Ronald was favorite at police
headquarters. It was instantly
apparent to Judy that sympathy
was with him in the attack made
against him.
Ano t h er lawyer, a mean
mouthed, beady-eyed creature, was
standing near the door of the Office
to which Ronald went. The law
yer looked at him and laughed
with cracking accent:
"Well, Birell, maybe it won't be
long until you'll be entering
through another doori'
For a moment Judy thought the
red-headed attorney was going to
swing out with a strong fist and
land the cocky little representa-
tive of his profession a neatly
timed wallop. The gray ewes
flashed. the lean jaw stiffened, but
Ronald passed on.
The haunting laugh of the cruel
attorney followed them down the
hall.
Judy was having difficulty keep
ing up with Ronald. He seemed
to have forgotten her. She glanced
down ruefully at the high-heeled
patent leather pumps she wore and
decided she would wear low-heeled
,brogues tomorrow. You couldn't
run after Ronald in silly spikes.
You couldn't run after him in any
thing. d
They entered the Office Of the
official whom they wished to see
whom Ronald wished to see, judy
corrected her thoughts. She had
no knowledge of the mechanism Of
the law, except that Omen were
heroes in the movies and generally
got their man on the front page
of the newspapers, too. Also. If |
you speeded up Westchester way.
you got a police tag and paid a |
fine.
Coming all right, Judy 2"
Ronald asked with one of his swift.
flashing smiles as he held the door
for her.
The next hour was a hodge podge
Of curt commands, explanations, |
conferences. More detectives were |
summoned. Ronald's red hair
stood up, crisp and glistening. |
Judy tossed her hat on a table. |
forgot that her tilted nose was |
shining. plunged into the melee. |
glorying in it.
The head Of the handwriting de-
partment : took the disassortetl |
alphabet. He sent for some in
formation which presently arrived.
There were consult lions and ex-
aminations and eventually he re-
turned to say:
These letters a.. .oentice' with