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MUTT AND JEFF
YOU RUNT, WHAT DO YOU. MEAN BY TELLING MY WIFE I WON THIRTY? BUCKS LAST NIGHT!"
YOU WORM, DON'T LIE (BUT I
TO ME! YOU WERE THE DIGHT TELL
ONLY ONE I TOLD
IT TO!.
**** HER, MUTT!
I DIDN'T TELL HER,
MUTT!
HONEST I DIDN'T!
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MURANO MAL
THE CHINA MAIL, NOVEMBER 21, 1938.
I JUST ASKED HER
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A Proved Liar
'OU ain't got nothin' on me, cop-
"YOU
per," Jock Celebertie said. "An' that?" you ain't talkin' me in, see?"
across a
ner....
"
"You'd be willing to swear to
Celebertie's lips twisted into "No?" said Inspector Lon Nugent.. snarl Ain't I already told you 1 "No" Celebertie flicked his thumb would? Ain't I already told you no- outter match and set fire to a ci- body coulda come in or come garette.. There was defiance in his Speed's room unless I seen 'em? Say, black eyes and confidence in his man- what's the idea o' keepin'. askin' me
questions "Amel
Lon Nugent crossed to the window and looked out. Beneath him was an He looked. alley, four floors down. 'sideways und' overhead, then he turn- Over by the door Patrolman Sim ed to the suspect. Corrigan opened and closed his fists "Jock, you're right about one thing. and his mouth set in a firm straight There isn't a fire escape.
If anyone line. He was having a tough time entered the room they'd have to come keeping himself under control. His through that door."
Lon Nugent smiled faintly, as though he had a secret, as though, he were inwardly amused at the gang ster's cocksureness.
impulse was to grab Jock Celebertie Celebertie sneered contemptuously in his big ham-like fist and shake the triumphantly, Officer Gorrigan clench... truth out of him. The way these moed his huge fists until the nails dug dern gangsters got away with every into the galms Nugent continued: known crime, including murder, didn't "It may take a little time to prove set well on Officer Corrigan's chest. it was you who murdered Speed According to the only code Corrigan Wyman, Jock but so long as we have knew or respected, a man who commit you down, at headquarters with charges ted a crime should pay for it. lodged against you, it will make things
Recently, since being assigned to a whole lot easier and we'll probably casés with Inspector Lon Nugent, have the approval of half the city's Corrigan had had the satisfaction of honest citizens.”. „Îraq seeing smart and heretofore arogant "Charges against me?" Celebertie and lordly gang leaders apprehended stared and his body became rigid.
By James Freeman
in as slick a fashion as a man could "What do yuh mean? You ain't got want. For Nugent, though a recent nothin' on me! Not a damn thing!"
"All addition to the force, subscribed to the "Not much" Nugent agreed, same-code which Corrigan believed in, I can do, for the present is prove
methods though his
of enforcement you're a liar. Prove that alibi of were not strictly in accord with the yours doesn't hold water. And a man patrolman's hankering for violence. who'd go to the bother of thinking up
So Corrigan held his peace, though such an alibi must wait to hide some for the life of him he couldn't see thing pretty bad... He must have a where Nugent could get enough on guilty conscience." Nugent scooped Celebretie to make an arrest.
up a newspaper from the table. "See "Sometimes," Lon- Nugent was say this," he remarked coolly, "To-day's. ing, "a man gets too sure of himself here, eh? This edition doesn't go to * papers. Afternoon edition. How'd it get and isn't careful of his facts,"
hour after you said
Celebertie's eyes widened a trifle, press until an
then narrowed again. "You ain't kid. Speed came into his room. If that's din' ine, copper. I know my rights.. the case, someone besides Pete Ray- The My story's straight. You can't find mond must have visited Speed.
paper wasn't on the street until after Pete had left. Now watch him, Corrigan!"
any flaws in it
;
"Well, let's go over the details again. Speed Wyman, leader of the East side gang, hired this room here. You, be But Corrigan didn't need to be ing his bodyguard, had the room agross warned. The moment Nugent had the hall. You left your door open, started speaking, he knew, from exper- just in case Speed had any visitors and ience, what to expect. When Celeber- you thought you might be needed. Is tie leaped at him he was ready. He that right?"
... ducked, Barely missing the slug from "Yeah. That's right." Smoke trailed the gangster's gun, and made a flying from Celebertie's nose. He watched tackle, Both men crashed to the floor, the inspector shrewdly.
the weapon spinning from the gang- ster's hand. "About one o'clock Pete Raymond, Sitting astride the cursing body- leader of the South side gang, came guard, Corrigan snapped on the hand- up and paid Speed a visit. Foto came cuff and grinned up at his chief alone, so you let him go inside and "Sometimes," he said, "I get awful close the door, even though you knew nervous Waiting for you to pull your Speed and him weren't getting along trick outter the bag, chief. Some of so well. In about fifteen minutes these days I reckon-the suspense will Peto came out and went down the get me down atairs. You didn't hear anything from (Copyright, 1988,
Speed so you figured he wanted to be left alone. A couple of hours passed Then Mrs. Damon, the landlady, canie, up to clean Speed's room. She went inside and yelled blue murder because she discovered Speed on the floor with a knife in his ribs. Is that right?"
"Not only right, but I can prove Poto was up here. Mrs. Damon, saw. him come in and go out, and so, dla Tommy Ryan downstairs.
"And Feta was: Spoéd'a-only" "visï. tor from 1 o'clock till the time Mrs. Damon, discovered him dead?”,
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