Argosy All-Story Weekly, May 3, 1924 — page 120: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

cate annum, /, By DAVID FOX Author of ** The Man Who Convicted Himself,” ‘‘ The Super-Swing,’’ ‘‘ The Doom Dealer,’’ etc. CHAPTER XXII, THE MIDNIGHT WARNING. HEN little Bessie, surfeited with ice cream cones and clutching a regiment of paper dolls, had run homeward Ethel Jepson turned to her part- ner on the park bench with shining eyes. “Oh, Mr. Nichols, we’ve got him! It was Joe Geiger killed old Mr. Monckton! He phoned Charlie Curran from the very house and wrote down on the wall the num- ber Charlie gave him!” “It looks like it!” Cliff replied. ‘“‘ How much luggage you got at Mrs. Franck’s?” “Only two bags with just plain things like this.”” Ethel glanced down at her sim- ple little black suit with the cheap fur scarf. ‘She thinks I’m a stenog out of a job.” “Well, you’re going to obey orders this time, young lady!” Cliff Nichols’s mouth was set in an unusually firm line. ‘‘ Don’t go back there on any account! The child has told her mother by now and possibly her uncle, if he’s at home, as I think he is. They’ll see through the plant at once and know she’s been trapped, and they won’t hesitate at anything to put us both out of the way. I didn’t mean to tell you, but This story began in the Argosy-Allstory Weekly for March 29. } £0) COMIG DOO! C©