Browning chief. [volume] (Browning, Mont.) 1941-1953, 1942-08-21

matter-isn't the one we have bind
ing?"
Sure, it is" Moro removed the
panatella and smiled broadly. But
it's not good enough for you. I'm hav-
ing one drawn up-fifty bucks more
for 10 weeks, an then options" He
lowered his voice appealingly. I've
got lot of plans for you, honey"
II can see you have" Peggy Ann
smiled. But we'll just let this con-
tract stand until I make good in a
big way. Then you'll have to tilt it
more than fifty bucks
Moro and Stink split the silence be-
tween them. We'll just trust each
other, Mr.. Morro,' Peggy Ann added,
and slipped her coke.
20. K, We'll trust each other" Pan
Moro was thinking fast. Meanwhile,
don't forget you're over 10 in case any
one asks you"
We'll let that ride. haven't been
in the bright lights long enough to
| get truth-blind, Mr.. Moro" Peggy
AIMS smile followed her punches with
softening swiftness.
Pan Moro eyed her appraisingly.
20. K, kid"
Peggy Martin! 1 knew I couldn't
be mistaken
Moro glared up at the uniformed
figure beside their table.
| Bud Andrews!" Peggy Ann was on
| her feet, and shaking both hands of
the young officer.
THE gang raZzed me when l said
I knew you. Come over and meet
them" Bud Andrews tucked her hand
| under his arm.
Just a minute, general" Moro rose,
towering over Buds five feet eleven.
The entertainers don't mingle with
the guests here"
Peggy Ann stepped between them.
That's right, Bud, we don't"
who says so? Where's the boss?"
Young Captain Andrews looked every
where but at Moro.
THE boss says so, an you just heard
him say it. So sound retreat, general"
Moro turned to Peggy Ann. We'll
discuss our business later. You better
get back where you belong"
Sorry, Peggy!" Bud Andrews again
stepped in front of Moro. I'll stick
around for the next show. Then may
I take you home?"
why not?" she smiled See you
later, Bud"
Moro slumped back into his chair
and watched her slim figure Wend its
way through tables of admiring Gus
toners.
Bud Andrews was getting a colossal
bird at his table.
II know her, I tell you. Only the
70 o,,d l,1pataJ that GUMS fbn
place got in the way Who is he? I
don't like his manner"
Better keep it to yourself while
you're here, fellah." A thin little sec
ond lieutenant whispered. Pan MORO
didn't learn his warfare in any camp,
but he's a tough hombre. Anyway,
you tried"
Sure" one of the others consoled.
Better luck next stop"
III show you after the next per-
formance-when she's through in this
dump" said Bud Andrews. Bring us
another round of beers, waiter"
Excuse me, captain" whispered a
bus boy as he removed some glasses.
Miss Peggy Ann wants to see you in
her dressing room"
Bud rose quickly. Back in min
ute" He followed the bus boy to Peggy
AIMS tiny dressing room.
so this is where they hide you?'
Bud Andrews stood in the open door.
This is my cell" she smiled. Not
padded as yet. I'm so glad to see you.
Where are you stationed?"
Fort Dix. That's what I wanted to
talk to you about when Simon Legree
cut in. We're having a camp show
there tomorrow night and I'm sort of
in charge. If could get you to come
down I'd be tops with the C. O."
Peggy AIMS eyes flashed a green
light. I'd love to, Bud-if I could get
back by 1890"
I'll see to that. I've got swell
show coming down. Johnny Hopper's
coming. Have you seen him yet?"
Il saw him in movie short. Gee,
what success he is"
They call him the debs' delight.
Then we have several other acts. Will
you do it?"
Sure. But how do I get there?"
1.-The troupe's coming in station
wagon I borrowed from my aunt. I'll
have them pick you up at 2. wish I
could drive you down, but I have to
get back tonight"
II suggest you start right now" Pan
MORO spoke quietly. They had not
heard him enter. He stepped toward