The Wilmington morning star., 1940-06-15

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On my way to the Markham
home I stopped at the police sta
lion. Has that fellow William Cal
IA been brought in YETI" I asked.
He ought to be in here any
minute" the sergeant informed
me. souinting up at the clock.
could l talk with him?"
He shook his head. q" don't
think So"
Couldn't George Markham and
talk with him, if there were some
Of the police with us?"
"Oh, 1 guess that can be. ar
ranged"
Thanks. Will you give me a
ring at the Markham placer"
Sure"
My plans were still a little hazy'
but they began to take shape In
nv mind as l called a cab. All de-
pended on how willing the captive
would be to talk. Perhaps l knew
enough to make him talk.
Louise met me at her door.
Bill! I saw you arrive" she said.
'The police just telephoned. They
have the man you were trying to
capture last night"
eyes. I know" The hope in her
ewes troubled me. I. almost wished
Gala had escaped, now that I real
lied how dangerous he was to her
future happiness. Il came to get
your brother to 60 to the police
station with me and question him.
MAY I go, too?"
I shook my head. mo, I'm
afraid not, Louise"
At that moment George ap-
peared behind his sister. I explain
I'd what I wanted.
BE right with you," he said. He
got his coat. A moment later we
climbed into the Markham car.
Louise waved goodby. I wondered
if l had hurt her feelings. Perhaps
should have made some sort OF
explanation-but it could not have
been the true one.
We found three men in the po-
lice chiefs private Office. William
Gala stood a head taller than his
captor beside him. Handouts had
been snapped on his wrists and he
was strangely subdued. His chin
had sunk low and he was looking
at the desk, not at the chief, who
was speaking.
land So" said the chief, tap
ping the top of the desk with a
pencil as he looked at the pris.
oner, this time you are going UP
for a long stretch. We have the
goods On you.
Then he noticed us. "Oh, hello
there. Mr.. Markham and Mr..
Strickland. So you want a few
words with our prize exhibit here?
Ia like to listen in"
Certainly" I agreed. st just
want to ask him what he knows
about dope peddling."
He knows plenty. We've sus'
pected him of that gar. for a long
time-a sort of side line for hi:
bootlegging. Or maybe the boot
logging was just a blind to cover
UP the dope peddling. We planted
ren who knew him at two piers
in San Francisco this morning
They pretended they were drug ad.
diets and begged him for some Of
the stuff when he went on board.
We figured he'd have some left
and would be glad to get rid of il
as he left the country. We were
right. One of our men tricked him
into a sale-and nabbed him. Now
Ee's going up for a long stretch
l addressed myself to the pris.
the limit"
oner. Then you might as well an
swer a few questiors," I told him
you can't be in any worse fl,
than you are a.reae.y. Ever see Thu
before?"
I passed him The slip of paper
that had been found in the sacl
he had tied over my head. I hele
it SO that my finger pointed to thu
date, MAY 16, II pm"
He shook his head.
Come on" I advised him. "Al
though the police are going thu
limit with you on the dope charge
there's another charge that I coule
bring against you. I might forge
it, though, if you'll come across
with what you know. Ever see thi
before?"
II guess I must have droppe,
Bella ~LANAN-COURT