New Britain Herald Newspaper, April 23, 1929, Page 15

“The car's been stolen,” he said directly. . . was at that moment. THIS HAS HAPPENED Mildred Lawrence meets Stephen | Armitage when he rescues her fox| tur from a thief. Their friendship growa until Pamela Judson, daugh- ter of Mildred's employer, tries to lure him away from her. Huck Con- nor becomes infatuated with Pa- mela and she plays both men. Her brother, Harold, is in love with Mil- dred, who tries to keep him from gambling with Huck's crowd. Mildred has to stay home a week because of an accident to her moth- er. Both men call and when Pa- mela finds it out she tells Stephen Stephen slowed and looked | around. They were now in a sec- | tion of small, unprosperous fac- tories and deserted, ramshackle buildings, with now and then a wooden dwelling jammed between | them, overcome by the progress of | industry. i | “Over there.” Lefty said, indicat. | ing a post-Colonial house that stood on a corner. Its wide veranda sagged | at one corner and parts of the or-| nate woodwork that a gencrous- | minded builder had bestowed upon | it were missing. | that Mildred is trying to marry Har- | old for his money. He defends he and Pamela cables her father to dis- charge her. Harold tries to Pamela succeeds in poisoning Ste- | phen’s mind against Mildred and the Iatter faces dreary days in search of | work. 1 Huck becomes insistent and Pa- mela plans to break with him. So she snubs him in Stephen's ‘presence and when he objects tells him that they are engaged. Stephen protests | when they are alone and she says | that was the only way she could | get rid of Huck. She pleads with him to confirm the engagement. Meanwhile, Huck summons Harold | and commands him to prevent Pa- mela's marriage to Stephen under fear of exposure concerning a forged | check. Harold tells him he can't force Pamela so Huck plans to dis- poee of Btephen. A prospective purchaser guaran teeg that he will take a car if St phen can make it do a hundred and | | have | ou, Mildred reinstated but to no avail. | The front door hore a name in weather-beaten paint, of a color to | match the dreary dun of the house | itself. Stephen just could make it | “J. Bs Plice.” Whatever was meant by plac, he told himself, be ginning to dislike the idea of stop- ping there. But the car practically helonged | to Lefty, he reasoned. He remem- | bered, too, a sale that had been lost at the last moment be se of some small matter that had displeased | the buyer. Lefty might get sore it he couldn't show the car to his friend, and refuse to take it. Sto- | phen decided not to run the risk of offending him. | He turned in on the dirt drive- way and stopped before the rick- ety front steps. Lefty sprang out at | once. “Lock ‘er up and come in," he | said authoritatively, | Stephen reached for his keys and | locked the fransmission gear, the followed Lefty into J. B.s Plac He suspected that it was a speak- casy. . If ever Mr. Mettle came close to having apoplexy, it | low | gleaming, powerful land s the piano was started up Lefty listened anxiously for another sound to penetrate from the drive- way to the rear of the house. But all the windows and doors were closed and the covering noises were effective. There was not even the echo of a suspicious sound to hint at what was going on out in front of the houss Stephen grew restless as Lefty continued to put off showing the car to J. B. Finally h anced at his watch and rose, making someé re- mark about the time being later than he thought Lefty got up. too, as did J. B. W s see what she looks . said interestedl ‘Wish you luck in her, Lefty, on your next trip. But T think the long distance running is about done for.” “Yeah"” Lefty grimaced, “but this aby will giv them a run before they take her, When they reached the front door Stephen paused to put on his top- coat. Lefty and J. B. stepped through ahead of him. When he fol- | they were standing surveyinz the driveway with well-assumed surprise on their respective features. Stephen himself looked at it first with surprise untinged with any other emotion, but in the next sec- ond or two a sickening fear spread alarm to every thinking portion of his brain. The driveway empty! The thing of beauty that he had left stand- a half-hour before was was -d ing there gone, remain where ha was. While he waited Stephen called the office and asked for Mr. Met- tle. His hand shook as he held the receiver to his ear and listened for his employer's voice, Telling old D. A. M. that he had lost one of their finest cars wasn't going to be fun. Stephen knew. “Well?" Mr. Mettle rumbled after what seemed an all too short but yet interminable wait. “This is Armitage,” Stephen be- gan, but Mr. Mettle cut in on him. “I know that" he said; “what's the trouble?" Stephen let him have it like an explosion. “The car's been stolen,” he said directly, unable to approach his confession in a roundabout way. “What?" yelled the other, and if ever Mr. Mettle came close to hav- ing apoplexy it was at that mement. He was so overcome that he was speechless. Stephen was able to finish his story without interrup- tions. ¥ “Where-are you?” finally Mr. Mettle asked him weakly. Stephen told him that, adding: “I'm waiting for the police.” ‘Come in when - they're through with you,” his employer ordered. “I'll wait for you." _ He hung up with a bang and Btephen groaned. “Here's your police,” Lefty stuck his head inside the door to say, and Stephen went out to where an offi- cer was parking a motorcycle. Again he went over the story of the theft of the car, this time an- swering a great number of more pertinent question. The officer shook his head. “We've telephoned the license number for miles around,” he said, “but a fast car like that has a good chance to get away.” “How about the keys?" Stephen asked. “Someone in this place pick- ed them out of my pocket.” The officer turned to J. B. who was standing nearby, his hands in his trousers’ pockets and a worried | look upon his countenance. “Looking for trouble?” he inquir- ed, a threatening note in his voice, “Aw, now, Kelly,” he protested “That's what he sa My bet is he left 'em in the car and's just alibin’ to save his face.” “Who was in the room?"” the offi- cer questioned Stephen, without re- plying to J. B. everal men, all strangers to me, except this man and Lefty Flint,” Stephen answered. Want to come along to the sta- tion and make a complaint against anyone?” the officer went on. “This place has 2 bad name.” He bent a hard look up J. B. “Been a lot of crooked deals pulled off herg.” What's under your skin?" J. B. sneered. "I suppose if a car was stolen from in front of the Metro- politan Museum you'd blame th= | It this kid here was dipped let him go ahead | pitchers on the wall. and prove it." “Who's this Lefty Flint?" the offi- cer asked without giving Stephen time to reply to J. B.'s remark. Lefty stepped officer studied him closely, Stephen explained that demonstrating the car to Flint. “H'm,” the officer said reflective. Iy. “How'd you happen to drop in at this place?” “It was Flint's idea,” Stephen told him. “Th's man—TI don’t know his nam slight wave while nf his hand, “is a friend of his.-Said he wanted him lo: look over the car.” The officer nodded. “Better come along to the station and tell us what you know.” he said | to Flint. “And you, too, J. B."” They &eemed reluctant to com- ply. but the officer was firm. “Any- one else here who was in that room?” he aii before turning away to his motorcycle. “No one but the bartender,” Ste- He'd made certain of that poirt But Lefty and J. B. were warned | “What the d=vil is that?" tion. that it looked suspicious. Lefty's in- | “Well. how's this? A little pres And sistence that Stephen go to J. B.'s [(nt from the boss. You don't do|feit it he heard the conver and the fact that the latter had been |nuthin’ for nuthin' for him.”" Helin Mr. Mettle just then. in trouble with the police on sever- | handed over a roll of bills that £ al occasions, were against them. |wiped the scowl off his compunion’s (TO BE CON J. B. was in a surly. mood when | face in an instant. | - they left the place. Lefty decided | “What'll I do with the keys?” J to have a wort with him and let | I3 asked as they stopped in front of | Stephen go back to New York alone. | his place. | They had come to the station in| “Send 'em in. 1 might J. B's car. and when they left Ste " Lefty told him phen was not invited to join them.|get hot hefore the di As he turned away toward the rail- | cnd of the st road station J. B. gave rein to his | kid Armituge feelings. “Think the “Damned nice mess yow've got me | go into it in, he said surlily, here'll “Will they? Say, that lad's walk nothin’ doin’ around my joint now |ing under a clod of suspicion right until this blows over.” now that ain't got so much as a tin “Keep your hair down,” Lefty re- | linin"."” joined placatingly. “You can take He could not better have little vacation.” pressed Stephen’s own feelings “With business like it thought the victim of their plot the last six months. . . |knew nothing of the skill th “I'll take care of that,” hich the net had been drawn over soothed him. “You his head, he appreciated to t tifty-fifty on the car. | fullest extent his unenviable po still worse would he hai - BALDNESS 's office NUED) SSIFIED ALS VLTS ZAD HERALD (L. FOR 1 RE be pick-d "hings will get to th ngs we've tied on that Face a Sight to Behold With imples. Cuticura Healed. “Pimples broke out on my face and seemed to get worse each day. 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VOLUME CONTROL—T, DYNAMIC SPEAKER—M, a KILOCYCLE READINC NOW GO ON WITH THE CHAPTER XXV “All right. Hold your breath and sit tight,”” Stephen admonished Lefty Flint, and in another minute they were flying along in a world gone | mad. Telephone poles, fences, trees, | fields plowed for spring planting or still covered with winter-dried grass and weeds, became a con- | fused, jumbling procession that drew past and were gone almost| before Its component parts could be identified. | Not that Stephen or Lefty no- | ticed. The former kept his eyes glued to the road and Lefty ne swerved his glance from the ever- | mounting speedometer. | At a hundred and two he reached | out and touched Stephen's arm. “0.'K.” he yelled, but the words were lost in the rush of wind that fairly tore them from his lips. Stephen understood his touch. however, and gradually the car slowed down to 90, to 80, to 70, to 60 and until it appeared to the twe men to be creeping along at 50. ‘Then Stephen turned to his com- panion, a great grin on his face. “When she's done 10,000 miles,” he said, “you can step her up to . . “Never mind,” Lefty broke in. “I'm satisfied. Let's go. If there's a cop anywhere around ana he saw that we'll get the works.” Stephen headed back tov®<u the | highway. “Take the first turn to the right.” Lefty directed when they ched it. “Why not go back to the office Stephen asked. *“We can't close the deal out herz.” “Bure,” Lefty agreed, "I knoew that. Don’t worry. The sale’s made. I just want to have a friend look ‘er over.” Stephen saw no fusing. “Give you a check for the full ameunt when we get back to N'York,” Lefty went on reassur- ingly. “Turn to the left at the light and cross the tracks.” reason for re- Stephen followed his directions, a little puzzled about their destina- tion. It surely looked like a low class neighborhood, he thought, giancing at the row of shacks that hovered beside the badly rutted road. A bit farther on they struck a stretch of asphalt that was newly patched anad Stephen increased their speed. I phen 1o | whence it came, deliberating a de- | tent to demolish it. “Take it easy, * Lefty advised. “We Baven't far to go.” of the house and muttered some- thing too low for Stephen to hear. Lefty turned and motioned Ste follow him. They went | through a grimy hall to a rear room wh they found the proprietor entertaining a few friends in pri- | vate. Stephen was infroduced to him | without formality, the man's ini- appearing to serve as his full | [ ave a drink?" he was asked | and Stephen said he would have | beer. | The day had turned unexpectedly | warm. The light topcoat Stephen had | | donned when he left the office was | uncomfortable indoors. He took it | off before scating himself at a ta- ble with Lefty and J. B. and threw it over a ncarby chair. And in a pocket of it he had thrust the keys to the car. Two others in that room knew this as | well as he. In a word and a ges- ture Lefty had imparted the in- formation to the bartender as soon as he'd entered the place. A quick glance when the bar- tender came for their order, a sly movement with his foot, and the chair, with Stephen’s coat, had been pushed aside, almost out of his| sight. There was a delay after that and | Lefty began to tell J. B. about “hi new car, praisiog it to the sk “Let's have a look af it, other said. “Sure,” Lefty agreed, “in a min- utes. Here's Guagha Dhin.” They still lingered over their | glasses when, a few minutes late an electric player piano suddenly emitted a raacous burst of sound. It filled the air with deafening | clamor, drowning out conversation. | though Lefty went right on talk- ing, his voice ralsed to a high pitch The noise got on Stephen's nerves. He looked in the direction a the cent upon the instrument with in- | Lefty saw with satisfaction that his mind was, for the moment at least, taken off the car at the curb. | Another thing he had seen with | even greater satisfaction —a small hapening that had escaped Ste. phen’s notice, With a swift, sure motion of one hand, while with the other he placed glasses on the table, the bar- tender had managed to extract the keys from the pocket of Stephen's topcoat and drop them into the pocket of his own jacket. * After that he had lost no time | | battled for the uppermost ! strument in the corner of the room. | | tion. The sergeant on duty said he in quitting the room, and when position | in his mind. Consternation won. “Good God! The car's stolen!” he said hoarsely. ure lpoks like it,” J. B. agreed, ting uneasiness. Didn't you lock it like I told you?" Lefty asked accusingly. Stephen nodded, his lps now grimly compressed. He was fast be- ginning to realize that he was in a bad position. “Well, you got you,” Lefty pressed, ance people ' Stephen wheeled upon him. sud- denly bursting into anger. “What | kind of a joiat is this?" he de- manded. Lefty bridled. “You didn't take | the bus inside with you,” he an- swered tartty. “But I took the Keys," told him, “and they from my coat pocket.” “Ah hell, you probably left them in the lock,” Lefty sneered with a touch of indiffercnce. | But Stephen was not heeding. | He had dashed back into the house | and was making for the rear room. A thorough search there convinced Eim that the %eys had not fallen | out of his pocket to the floor. 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