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■/1 7’ V , I 1 , . / TO-DAY, DECEMBER 3, 19! V,' TBE CLINTON .4 J NICLE, CLINTON, S. C. r-" PAGE SEVEN '0omrsMAN Lawrence A. Keating Synopsis: Detective Dan Colwell of the Oraber-Vael private, detective afency is assifned the job ^ shadow ing Arthur McDonald, lawyer, whose wife fears gangster enemies a:^ plot ting to murder him. McDonald is4y>^’ dered in spite of Colwell’s watcl^l- ness. Dan is hot on their trail ara suspects a sinister plot. THIRD INSTALLMENT It was not a new idea for a ruse but it was a good one. As Colwell ex- ‘ peeled, Bradshaw came hastily and closed the corridor door. Already he had some'gleaming object in his hand which he had whipped out of the lin ing of his coat. Already Quillen was on his feet, the heart attack forgot ten, his long oval face that ended in a lantren^ jaw wearing the .craity,^ sneaky ‘ look which proved they had merely wanted to get rid of that girl. > • Each time an elevator neared, Col well wandered around the ^Ibow of the corridor. Then he returned, his hawklike vigilance on that McDonald suite masked as again he shifted weight and stared at the elevator sig nals or paced impatient!}^ up and down. \ He did not care to go into the of fice. iThat wasn’t his game. He want ed to follow these fellows and their movements. A hard smile ■ -wrinkled the crow’s feet at the corners of his ey^. Dan sensed what they were up to. Something was in JdcDonjdd's of fice that they wanted and they in tended to get it before investigators of the murder arrived. He felt a slight tremor. It slid alohg the floor and shocked hi> ankles just a little. Chance was, no one else in the building paiticularly noticed it. He was not even sure he heard an ex- plosion.~Tt“ was neatly, beautifully done. As a red light flashed overhead, Colwell lounged again to the elbow of the corridor. The car delayed its ar rival by a long halt at the' floor above. iTie door of McDonald’s office opened and Quillen came out. He car ried a square package done in brown manilla paper and corded, a package roughly six or eight inches by five by eight. The faint pungency of the ex plosive they had used to crack the hinges and lock of McDonald’s safe wafted to Colwell’s keen nostrils, smelling like a disinfectant. The out^ side office window was open. The • suite would be fresh as ever when the girl returned from the pharn^y. Quillen’s furtive eyes foun'q the cor ridor vacant. He stood raotibhtess, his back half-turned to Colwell. When the elevator at last reached the floor Dan heard the operator and Quillen talk. “Say, Jack, want to earn a buck? Take this package down to the news, stand fellow in the lobby, see? Ask him to hold it for a Mr. Sweeney. Sweeney—get the name? He’ll call for it in a few minutes. He doesn’t know just where I am and I got a conference on—haven’t time to wait down there for him myself. You got it straight—Sweeney?” ”Sure, boss. I getcha: leave it at the newsstand^for Sweeney. Thanks!” The boy accepted the package by * its cord. Colwell pictured the lad’s happiness at so easily earning a dol lar. The cage door clanged shut and Quillen turned away. The car and the package were gone. Dan waited. This time the McDon ald suite door was left ajar as it had been, when the men first entered. There was a hum of talk between them, and as Colwell finally walked for a red down-light he saw Brad shaw—a temporary name' of course— stooping in the inner effwa,nafe was. closed as if it bad not been tam pered with. Dan went down in the next elevator. He reached the street through a haberdadhery but walked back into the lobby. This was necsesary to ef- . titet a proper entrance. He stepped near the newsstand. JUid seemed to scan all persona who came off eleva tors. He kept an expectant, somewhat irritated expriasion on his face. As a matter of fact, he was exceedingly apprehensive 1«^ Bradshaw surprise him. ( Quillen, of cout^,1 must wait up there for the office girl’s return. He would be *Yeeling better.” Protesting, he would accept a powder and a glass of water, rest awhile, and finally, '■ when* McDonald still failed to arrive because, of course, he was stretched out on a morgue slab,‘~ Lefty would ten the girl he could wait no longer. His friend Bradshaw had been unable to wait even as long as QuilMn. Dan stepped to the newsstand. ”You don^ know a man nsimed Quillen in the building, do you? I’m exporting to meet him and wonder if he’s in or dirt. Thought you might have noticed him pass.” The old fellow peered over thick glasMs. “No, misterj I don’t-know any Quillen. Sorry^”. “Well, he was to bring a package here. Some samples. I’ve—” ”Oh, You Sweeney?” Colwell smiled kodeted. “Yes. Did he leave the samples with you, by chaoce?” ' The greyAairedXtihap ducked out of sight He came up\with the man^ wl^h he laid atop a pile of magasines. “There you are,_mi8ter. Elevator boy told me to hold it for Mr. Sweeney and Quillen—^Irish, hey? I’m Irish myself, name of McNa mara. “I’m obliged for your trouble. When he comes along just tell him Sweeney got the package all right. Thanks.” Dan seiz!^ it and hurried out Going through the doorway he cast a back ward glance that found Bradshaw. Ibe man stepped from ah elevator wearing a Chesire cat look of coni- placency and sari action. He would have a sad awakening when he asked the newsstand chap about that package. -— Dan hurried down the street aware that he must quick'y get rid of this burden. It was worth —; thirty thou- -sandr -^robaWyv ’ aitd Tt -wax' tw”^^ io carry around. Thirty thousand! He was walking on air. There was a cigar store on the near corner and he turned in there, head ing straight for the ^lephone booth. He dropped his nickel. “Central 0576.” “Hello. Irita, please.” He waited a moment. “Irita? Dan again. Say, I've got a test shipment. That’s what‘ it must be, irid I’ll bet a hat McDonald deliberately forgot to mention it. He did?” Colwell grinned and nodded. “Lefty caught on somehow. He killed Mac to get it. Tell you later. Anyhow, I got it now. Good snow comes in small packages, eh? Yes. Send some one to the cigar store coner of Alton and Market right away. 'This thing is burning my fingers. So long!” He hung up but loitered a moment in the booth pretending to look up a number. Then he stepped out and pur chased a pack of cigarettes. He smok ed and chatted awhile with the clerk until a Western Union boy entered. Dan took the lad outside, put a few sharp questions, surrendered the package, and walked away. He felt exultant at the coup. It was a worthwhile capture of narcot ics, loss of which would give Letfy Quillen and his pal a severe head ache! Grinning happily; he yielded to the impulse to walk back to the Lawyers and Doctors building. It would be good sport to see Quillen’s face, and j Bradshaw’s. Probably they would be leaving plenty of altercations, calling reach other liars and double-crossers Und difty sneaks. He crossed the allay and walked on. Two thickset men brushed past him with the air of knowing where they Ik .IX)CTCR* jmjosonGNKSi though the dead man himself had participated in a murder an hour or so ago; he was a rat — .1 am very sorry, Mrs. McDonald,” Dan repoi*t^ over the telephone lat er. “I have some very bad news and I don’t know how to tell you. Brace yourself, Mrs. McDonald. It’s very bad ini’eed. ' “If you want it straight out then,' something has happened^to your bus. band. I thought perhapk the police had teen there? Somethir^ very se rious. I’m sorry, Mrs. McDonald, but your husband was murdereif Xn hour or so ago.” ', He' waited. Several gasps came to his ears and a, wailing “Oh, dear! Oh, dear!” She went through her act, but it did not strike Colwell ss * very ~g&<Sd art.'SKe 'never c^^ aH;iv- ing in the smallest stage part that required emotion. Of course, when one poses as the wife of^a man who lived and tiled a bachelor . , . 'There was no Mrs. McDonald and never had been. Colwell had been aware of that from the first. He listened attentively, putting in a word here and there. Gradually the; weak etomach lawyer’s impostor wife calmed her tu- j es” that give IB the Pharmacy of the AU-Wise Creator Perhaps very few people who dine ever think of the valua^e medicinal properties residing in the fanqy pep per shaker, that long a|^ earh^ itl* j' ► right to a place on every dining-table. Some shrink from pepper, advisedly perhaps — and from the smarting it cdusqs when indulged in too freely. Others,-lovers of the pungent in diet- ary, go to extremes and indulge the fiery pepper to excess. There will al ways be extremists who go too far. “Piper nigrum,” black pepper, de pends upon an essential oil for its stimulating propertyr-There are some modern medical authors who have little faith in intrenal antiseptics. One in particular^tells us_that an infec-l tious, catarrhal process set Up .on a i. mucuous surface, can be cured by the | use of an agent that stimulates the j surface cells 1;,q..Actiyily-.Jle..jneana^} tni^tne cells do the work against' the germs, and not the so-called “an-, tiseptic” remedies, ' i Black pepper certainly stimulates! mucuous surfaces. It causeK a freer flow of gastric and intestinal secre-' tions. And roese are needed in abun-1 dance for perfect digestion. Moder^*!" ate use of black pepper benefits thel dot's away with distress. It does SPECIAL! 3 TEASPOONS Finest (Quality' Friendship iPattern. $1.00 V^LUE FOR 3^c Get details from our display of Red Band Flour, 24 lbs. $1.29 Offer Expires Midnight Dec. 24 fruit cake MATERIAL We Have a EhU Line of Ingredients for a White or Dark Cake -ir WEEK-END SPECIALS Marshmallows, lb. pkg. Snow-Sheen Cake Hour, pkg. 10c 29c Rinso, 3 pkgs. 25c “gas-l no multous grief that should, to be con-1 harm if u.sed temperately, except jm ] [ jvincing, have b^en a trifle les? tu-' ulceration. multous and 4 bit more hysterical. j The pharmacy of a great and 'all- “I know who the murderers are, (wise Creator is without jiara'llel for Mrs. McDonald.” ! its number of.u.seful remedies. Ever I That stirred her! Colwell haditiuilk,_Qf it? were headed a^ beipg in a hurry. imed t4 .cilY, Plaijl- I thought it would. She was breathless an instant. “You do?” . “Yes. But I haven’t informed the police yet. We’ll have to, soon, of course, but your instructions In Mr. Graber’s office— Yes, there were two. It was with a knife, in a taxicab during a traffic tieup. Corner of Broadway and Alton. “What’s that? No, but L’d. know them! Later, one killed the other with hi.s own knifes-Both desperate char acters.” Dan’s eyes roved to the cor ners. That jarred her too! “I thought there might be some little thing, un important, of course, which you might not care to have get out?” Mrs. McDonald was very disturbed that he knew the remaining killer . . . Colwell had the impression .she paus ed to confer with someone at her el bow, although he could not be certain. “I have your phone humber but haven’t looked up Mr. McDonald's home ad dress yet; will you give it to me? Oh, I .see.” Colwell nodded to the mouth piece. (Continued Next Issue). Colwell recogn cldthe.s men, Harry Deane and Joe Harper. He realized they were on their way to the office of Arthur Me- Donald on a routine checkup. The body had been identified, then. A sympathetic cloud crossed his face at thought of Mias Jennings, the offline girl. The poor kid was soon to get a heavy blow, news of her em ployer’s murder. It would mean the office closed and her job gone. Neither Quillen nor Bradshaw pras in the lobby. Colwell turned back the way he had come and slowly became aware that people hurried past him with an air of excitement' and curi osity. Then a squad car siren whined and the vehicle twisted in a sharp right apgle to plunge down the alley. Dan moved faster. Sure enough, deep in the alley was a close-packed knot of people. By standing on tiptoe Colwell could see over the heads of his neighbors two uniformed men who rose and stood aside for the squadmen. “Soup Catterby,” one growled. “Somebody jammed^ a knife right through that pretty striped tie. Say, that’s the niftiest tie I seen today, and it’s my birthday. Thirty-nine. I got two swell ties from Clarn, and from— “What the hell—CftWrlgr?” . “flow come Soup went out from a knife? Who did it?” / One of the policemen shrugged. “Where’s the quack? I told Barg to shoot over one.of them doctolfiTNot that he couldf do much: Soup w#s plenty dead when we found him.” Straining to see better, Colwell did at last attain a partial view. Brad shaw, alias Soup Catterby, huddled grotesquely in alley filth, his shoul- 'ders a^ainstr the brick wan"'bf a sky scraper. A look of unspeakable agony etched lines from his twisted nose to his mouth, from the comers of his mouth downward, and in parallel grooves in his gaunt cheeks. He had the same terrible expjreesion McDon ald had worn. A knife, its handle slimy with blood, was sunk to the very hilt in his chest. “Betcha it’s his own?” one of the policemen exclaimed. “Loqk, he’s wearin’ the scabbard under his pants, and it’»empty!” Colwell threaded his way out of the crowd! It appeared that Quillen thought his psl had tried to double- cross him—he figured Bradshaw, alias Catterby, had obtained that package from tlw new^tend by the magic name of Sweeney, and had sent it to some hiding place by 'i”'eonfed- NEIGHBOR^ CHANGES — WORK AT GAINESVILLE THE CHRONICLE’S WANT AD RATES . Ic per word for first Inser tion; five insertions for the price of four. Mhdmam ehsrge 25c. 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