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KMVIFE HANDLES
Int |
HEE small_beanery was
crowded with longshore-
men and sailors. They talked
noisily above the clatter of
silver and china while raucous
dance music blared out of a
‘tiny radio on one end of the
Jong counter, Wisps of smoke
‘curled upward from dozens of
cigarettes and escaped thinly
‘through the ventilators, ‘The
windows were tightly closed
against the cold, dank air of
‘the waterfront, Tt was an
thour before midnight.
Pete Miller sipped his cot
fee and watched Monk's wi
‘ened face twist in a grimace
of earnest appeal. They sat in
fa tiny booth, their heads close
together.
“E don't kno
‘Monk whined,
‘Chuck didn't do ie.
“Of course, he didn't!" Pet
answered angrily, “but who’
‘believe that when his finger-
prints are on the Knife and he
hasn't an alibi that'll hold
‘water! Then he paused and
Jooked carefully at the small
man opposite him. “Why the
hoy scout act, Monk?” he
asked softly. “Your boss, Re-
‘vere, wouldn't like you feeling:
so sorry for Chuck, After all,
Revere's partner was the one
‘killed.
as
nothing,”
xcept that
Ye let on I said noth-
is companion pleaded,
By PAM ROBINSON
“but Chuck was onto some-
thing big and Revere decided
it was time he was put a stop
to, see?””
“Then it’s a frame and you
know Chuck is innocent,”
Pete observed tersely.
“1 didn't say that!” Monk
snarled, and glanced wazily
around at tho nearby tables.
“Revere would tear my heart
out if he knew I was wising
you up.”
“Why bother then?” Pete
snapped,
“Chuck did me a good turn
‘once and T ain't forgettiny
Monk answered nastily, "so
don't go asking smart ques-
tions.” He shuffled to his feet
without another word and
after drawing his coat collar
high about his face, slid
through the opened door and
dissolved quickly into the
night,
“ine time for “a run-out
powder,” Pete muttered furi-
‘ously beneath his breath, but
then he noticed the two men
in the next booth. Pete wasn’t
a newspaper photographer for
nothing. He usually remem-
ered faces, and now he re-
called that the two men in
deep conversation were side-
kicks of Revere’s, ‘So that’s
ig” Pete chuckled. “Being
seen with me isn’t Monk's
idea of a healthy pastime.” He
paid bis check and strolled
casually down toward the
docks.
Chuck Campbell was being
held for fest degree mur-
der. The same Chuck Canap-
Dell who had untangled count
Jess puzzles for the police de-
partment during his three
years as star reporter for the
Eagle.
Pote knew Chucle was inno-
cent, But how could he prove
it? "The case was cut and
dried. The only strange thing
in the whole setup was the
position of Chuck's fnge
prints on the knife, The fat
thrust had been downward,
yet the thumbprint pointed
toward the blade, and it didn’t
seem right. Holding the knife
as a fencer held his sword
didn't fit in at all, The worst
of it’ was that Chuck vowed
he'd never laid eyes on the
knife before. “Great Scott,
Chuck!” Pete had exclaimed,
“you must have! How else
could your prints be on the
knife?” “I don't know, Pete
Chuck had replied wearily. “I
don’t know. I'm sure Revere
is behind this for I've un-
earthed some deadly informa:
tion about his dope racket, but
T can't for the life of me figure
it all out!" Pete had urged
Chuck to remember about the
Continued inside hace cover)
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THE HISTORY
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THEREFORE SENTENCE
EACH OF THE DEFENDANTS
TO NINETY YEARS AT HAGD
LABOR INTHE
STATE PENITENTIARY,
