Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1956-06-17


wast-hgh bar and bend forward until his face touches
his shnbone which makes his back feel like someone
playing the xylophone it, But it is relief to have
Kitty standing by to mop his forehead He is doing
series Of running leaps when he suddenly stops and
watches the guy who comes into the studio and crosses
to the dressing ROOM 1t is none other than
Sammy one of the most dangerous hooligans in town.
Dan goes to the dressing room. The guy is putting on
his slippers when Dan taps him on the shoulder You
made bad mistake, Trigeer-Boy, he says. You came
to the wrong place This is not crapshocting paror
Tngger-Boy looks up and his eyes WIDEN IF il isn't
McGarry!'' he says. Il did not know we have any
baIIetdancing cops But why do you say make mis-
take? What is wrong with artistic guy like me brush
ing up on his ballet? am here because am getting
little rusty on my jumps"
You are here" Dan states firmly. because
this is the only way you can get Madame Obatchee
and you've got to get to her to give her the works She
is the D.As witness against Deadpan Horace, and
it is known fact that you and Deadpan the best of
buddies In fact you nseparable for couple of
years when you are cellmates in the pen"
1T is true, admits TnggerBoy, that Deadpan and
me are buddies in the old days. But amt got the
same interests any more. Deadpan is dumb cuck and
he don't go for the Arts in big way like me- >
Tngger-Boy," says Dan, Twill you get out of here
fast or do take you to Headquarters and book your?
Trieger-Boy grins at him. you couldn't make it
stick" he says confidently $50 want to make like
Nijinsky? That's crime? My mouthpiece would have
me sprung in twenty minutes
Dan runs his hands over Trigger Boys coat and
trousers. mo rod, Trigger Boy?' he says.
mo rod, copper" Tngeer-Boy says pleasantly.
Then you must be figuring on giving Madame
Obatchee the treatment in some other way, Dan says
Maybe can't pin rap on you, but can watch you
awful close. Now go out there and start suffering.
The class lasts another hour, and Dams only satiSfac
ton is to hear Tngger-Boys grunts and groans he
tries wrap his leg around his neck and bend back
wards until his head touches the floor. He waits until
Trgger-Boy is dressed and Madame Obatchee is safely
in her living quarters. Then he says, Had enough?"
Trigeer-Boy is breathing heavily and pespiring
freely. But he is game. See you tomorrow. "copper"
he says
Liam reports to the Inspector after the class and
he tells the saga of the baletdancne TngeerBoy The
Inspector frowns thoughtfully. Trigger-Boy means
business, but l don't know what kind of business
He does not carry rod and do not let him get
within ten feet of Madame Obatchee," Dan says, and
ponders profoundly. Maybe he comes up with, he
will try to slip mickey in the cooler SO that when
Madame takes drink -
How could he know it would be Madame who draws
the Mickey? the Inspector interrupts 1T won't be that
but it'll be something You'll have to outIast him. After
all, Deadpan's trial is only six weeks away
'Onlyr says Dan, signing heavily.
For the next three afternoons TriggerBoy there
kicking and jumping and squatting with the best Of
them But on the fourth he shows signs of weakening
fakae h;r,