Alfred Hitchcock's Mystery Magazine, December 1956 — page 87: what you’re looking at

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and he looked in another direction. Those were his marks—an eld- erly couple in good but ill-fitting clothes. Probably retired farmers, Mitch guessed. People who'd knocked themselves out all their lives, and had saved every penny they’d made. They’d have money all right. If they didn’t, they would- n’t be riding the Super Chief. Mitch looked their way again. His eyes caught theirs, and he smiled. They smiled back at him timidly, then put their heads to- gether and began to whisper. Mitch grinned to himself. They’d be talking about him, now. Wondering if they’d be able to get acquainted with him. As a matter © of fact, the old couple was doing exactly that: “A chump, Papa?” 3 “The best kind, Mama. A hustler with a load.” , “I figure, too. The more they got the hungrier they look. The re- tired farmer routine?” | “Uh-huh. Don’t trust banks. Never had time to learn none of these hyar-now card games.” “Papa!” The woman snickered softly. “How do we tie into him?” | “We don’t. He'll tie into us. Watch!” A warm smile on his face, Mitch Allison was coming toward them. Small Bosom—RBig Haul Smugglers are the most persistent of law-breakers; they are also the most creative. Daily, in every port and airport in the world, customs officials are asked to match wits with these tariff evaders. One case involved a New York City matron who thought she had found a new way to smuggle gold into the states. She had it melted down and placed in a corset as corset stays. However the matron examining her immediately became suspicious when she noted the woman was utterly lacking in feminine bulges and yet had a great amount of stays fitted into her corset. A closer examination _ revealed the hidden cache. THE CELLINI CHALICE 85 ECORMICLOOOKS.(©