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=~ Se Ate eS \ 46—____—__—_———— —10-STORY DETECTIVE————_____—__—_- since he had made up his mind that slow smile, his quiet good nature. the old life was far better than this’ Slip, making his lips smile as John- hick existence in a burg where noth- ny would have done, turned to leave. ing ever happened. | | Slip Dowst squared his slim shoul- HE jeweler called him back. “By ders and turned in at Riker’s jewel- the way, Johnny,” he said, “I’ve ry store. There were but two custom- gota bunch of laundry to send up to ers in the store, one of them leaving your place early Monday. Counter as slip entered. Ab Riker looked up, covers, curtains and the like.” He smiled and nodded. pointed. “Better have ’em be careful “Hello, Johnny,” he greeted, “be because they’re pretty old. Tell the with you in a minute.” He turned driver to drop by for ’em about seven- = back to his customer. thirty Monday morning, will you?” Slip Dowst grinned behind his “Sure, Mr. Riker,” Slip nodded. hand. And as he pretended to be a “Tell the driver to bring ’em straight bit bored with waiting, Slip’s keen to me and—” gray eyes were everywhere about the Suddenly, like a flash of lightning, store. In the rear, he noted, a narrow an idea came into the sly and crafty wooden stairway led from the second brain of Slip Dowst. floor. The door at the top a stairs His last problem was solved! was also of wood, faste with a He had been worried about what Yale lock. It didn’t look too hard. to do with the diamonds. Should any- The safe was one of the older mod- thing happen, and the diamonds be el Monarchs, but would have been found in his possession over the impossible to open even with Slip weekend, it meant the end of every- Dowst’s magic fingers. But it was thing, What to do with the stones simple now that he had the combina- ynti] he had a chance to dispose of tion. As the safe stood in the cen- them had worried him. Now he could ter of the floor, Slip was able to see have the diamonds delivered to him! that no wires led to it. That meant ure, in the bundle of soiled laundry! it was not wired to a burglar alarm. It was a stroke of genius. After Slip unconsciously let his hand go the robbery it would be a simple mat- to the pocket in which reposed the ter to conceal the small package of little square of tes which hes jewels in the bundle of dirty counter written the combination. : This was eovers and curtains. He would tell going to be ridiculously simple. =the driver to deliver that bundle to A moment later Slip was talking him, Then, with no one around, he to Ab Riker about the meeting of that could wen it, take out the diamonds night. . , way “You've been a loyal and efficient —— them: until he had planed worker, Johnny,” Ab Riker said é y- tki d acti proudly, He grinned. “You’re about eres cages ae wi 3 ne the most popular man in the Board he knew Mr. Riker wou expect, . painstakingly tied up the large bun- of Trade now. You get along with ‘ on th q thin folks. With a few more loyal old work ‘le, tucking in 3 cats: oe horses like you this town’ll go might fall out. en; on a piece places!” | paper, Slip wrote: Slip Dowst started to sere us SPECIAL ATTENTION caught himself in time. He almos . . . forgot, because of the new feeling Den ver 00. me vo: po that had come over him, that he was a serious, work-horse type to these Slip, only with an effort keeping hick members of the Board of Trade. the sneering contempt from his voice, They were accustomed to seeing his explained to the jeweler. | — micbooks.com