The Detroit tribune. (Detroit, Mich.) 1935-1966, 1942-07-18

upon q pallet OF wa ~ We a ,,
:, me TOD OF the pit he could
,ss cold blue OF the distant ky.
band had reached inside OF
md had laid a quiet finger OF
mon the restless tossing OF
.olrit and had made him feel
Ne did not need 10 long for a
nav. Then. like the long
drawing sound OF a receding
he sense OF night and sea
sarmth went from him and he
n the darkness gazing with
I'M ewes at the shadowy cell
hearing his and her breathing.
bigger"
iunh.'
Toa like your job?"
leah. Why.
just aksed.'
ou swell
cu mean that?'
ure.'
Ehere you working?"
Dyer on Dsexel"
Where
b the 1910 block"
BIZ"
Ebai"
dhlng'
but, WHAT
b. | Just happen TO think OF
ching
feli me, what is it?"
amt nothing. Bigger. honey"
hat did che mean by asking all
2 questions He wondered If
had detected anything in him.
he wondered il he we're moi
ng fear gc' the better OF him
thinking always In terms OF
n and her having been smother
knd burnt. But he wanted u
y Why she had asked where he
ksd,
one on honey. Tell me what
thinking
amt nothing much. Bigger.
VI n vork over in that section
lar from where the Loeb folks
[oeb~
leah. One Of the families Of one
e boys thar killed that Franks
Remember
Jaw What YOU moan?"
Eoa remember hearing people
! about Loeb and Leopold"
b."
fhe ones who killed the boy
tried 10 get money from the
Is family
4 by sending notes TO them Big
vas not listening. The world
pound fell abruptly away rom
and a vast picture appeared
Pc his eyes, a picture teemiDg
50 much meaning that he could
react to il all at once. He lay.
|eyes unblinhng. his heart
fd'ng his lips slightly open. his
Pa coming and going so softly
u seemed he was not breath
al all.
fou remember them? Aw, you
\ even listeninng." He said
ping.
How come YOU won't listen when
|lk.o you.
NY could he. why could he not.
send letter to the Daltons.
lng for money? Bigger sat up
Pea' staring into the darkness.
Whats tho matter. honey?"
Y could ask for ten thousand.
paybc twenty.
Bigger what the matter? I'm
PING 10 YOU
re dld not answer; his nerves
Re laut with the hard effort 10
lember somethig. Now! Yes.
70 ana Leopold had planned 10
/ me father OF the murdered boy
on train and throw the money
Of The window while passing
q SPOT. He leaped from the bed
stood in the middle OF the
Bigger
y could, yes. he could have them
= me money In a shoe box AID
Z mem throw II out OF a car
le~here on the South Side. He
a.a round in the darkness. feel
bessies fingers on his arm. He
1s 70 himself and sighed.
Mnats the matter, honey?" she
HUMP
!, what's on your mind?"
Nothing
! c ,,, and tell me. You wor-
Nav. nav ="
now ! told you what was on
nI'hd' but you won't tell me
~, |, on yours. That amt fair"
+, just forgot something, that's
mat amt what you was think
aoou',' she said.
y sat on the bed feeling his
y jingle with excitement. Could
No IL! This was what had been
,'ng and this was what could
~ 'hings complete. But this
3 was so big he would have 10
!, ume and think Il over care
money tell me where you get
money!
"nat money!" he asked IN a
: OF ieigned surprise.
s Bigger. I know. some
'ss wrong. You worried. You
something on your mind. I can
- aOu want me TO make up some.
ls TO tell your"
All right, II that's the way you
about A..
Aw, Reset. o