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His first question was directed di-rected at the bouse in general, and induced a solemn hush. He asked, "Who tort down that pitcher I pasted past-ed on the window this afternoon?" A lanky young gentleman, clad In a blue flannel shirt and decrepit trousers, answered eagerly. "Andy Forrest tore it down." "How come?" "He seen it on the window an" come in. He ripped it right oil. An' then he said things." "What kind of things?" Pool-games ceased. Cues were racked and Mr. Watts found himself the center of an avid group. The situation appealed to him. since he considered himself a rather tough person. He hooked thumbs through belt-straps and worded his question again. "What sort of things did Andy Forrest say?" "Ernie." declared the tall one sadly, sad-ly, "he said tumble things. He called you out of yo" name." "Me?" "Well, he didn't say You ezackly, on account of we didn't admit you done it . . . but he said the feller which did it was a was a " "Was a what?" "Well, I reckon you can guess what he said. He was mighty het up." Ernie tried to look grim. "What else did he say?" "He said some day he was goin' to find out who put that pitcher on the window, an' then he was goin' to beat that feller up." "Oh! he said that, did he?" "He sho did, Ernie. Honest. Of co'se we didn't tell him it was you . . ." "Why not?" "We-e-ell. we didn't aim to git you In no trouble. We didn't know was you scared of him or not." Mr. Watts rose to the crisis. He announced in a large and booming voice that he wasn't skeered of nobody, no-body, an' least of all Andy Forrest. Somebody said. "You better had be. Andy said he was going to mop up with you." Ernie fancied himself a brave young man and a considerable fighter. fight-er. He realized that he was on trial, tri-al, that his reputation for courage would stand or fall on the manner in which he handled this situation. He inquired, loudly. "Where's Andy Forrest at now?" "He's down to Warner's garage." "Well, I'm goin' down there an' find out if he's so dawg-gone tough. That's what I'm goin' to do." They applauded him. They Informed In-formed him that he was some man. They expressed apprehension for Andy. They said they'd go along and watch the combat. "Ain't goin' to be no fight," sneered Ernie Watts. "This Andy Forrest don't know noth-In noth-In about fightin'." They milled around the corner of Monument Square and moved en masse down Palmetto Avenue. Warner's War-ner's Sudden Service Garage was on the corner of that main thoroughfare thorough-fare and Atlantic Street It was a great, cavernous place, with gas-pumps gas-pumps in front Andy and .ay and Jim and Margaret Mar-garet and Barney were in the little machine-shop at the rear when the front entrance filled with young men. Barney said lightly. "Customers, "Custom-ers, Andy. Business is picking up." Andy glimpsed the crowd and sensed its hostility. His lips set firmly and his eyes narrowed. A new dignity sat upon him and he spoke quietly. "You-all stay right here." "Something wrong?" "Yeh. But I can handle it." Kay put her hand on his. arm. She felt suddenly ill knowing the answer to' the question she was about to ask. "Something about me, Andy?" "Maybe. But youal! ain't got anything any-thing to do with it." Clad in overalls and a light flannel shirt, Andy moved down the middle of the old warehouse, toward the men who were crowding through the door. Andy said. "What do you want?" Ernie Watts stepped forward "I'm kind of cravin" to have a little talk with you, Andy." "Go ahead." "You was in the Bon Ton this afternoon, aft-ernoon, wasn't you?" ' "Yes." - "You tore a pitcher off the window, win-dow, didn't, you?" "Yes." "An you said you was gonna whip the man that put it there, didn't you?'""''''"'" ''"''' --.'.' "Somebody." said Andy, "seems to have been tellin' you the truth." Margaret Hamilton had been watching the scene with quiet, ob servant eyes She leaned close to Kay and whispered. "Do you know the Sheriff?" "Yes. Why?" "Telephone him. Quick. There's going to be trouble." Kay walked into the machine-shop and whirled the handle of the wall telephone. She got the residence of Sheriff - Floyd Gnflln and . puke swiftly. Then, compelled by 0 fasci nated horror, she returned to the big outer room. F EVSIL By OCTAVUS Andy and Ernie Watts had moved closer to one another. Ernie's friends a score of them had surged In through the wide-open door. Barney and Jim Owenby stood silent and tense; eyes and lips grim. Waiting. It was Andy who dominated the scene. He moved closer to Mr. Watts. H said, "Was it you who put that picture on the window?" "Yes. it was. An' what are you goin' to do about it?" "If you walk outside with me, I'll show you." Ernie Watts was a good tactician. Without warning he leaped forward and struck. The blow caught Andy high up on the forehead and spun him around. And Ernie came In behind be-hind it. His second punch landed squarely on Andy's Jaw . . . and Andy went down. He was dazed. For Just an instant in-stant ne sprawled, then clambered to hands and knees shaking his head. He staggered to his feet . . . but before Ernie could attack again, something happened. Barney and Jim Owenby leaped forward. The former pinioned Ernie Er-nie Watts' arms; the latter grabbed Andy. Andy said, "I'm all right. Let me go." Ernie Watts struggled with Barney. Bar-ney. Sensing an easy victory, he fought to free himself from Barney's amazingly efficient grip. He yelled to his friends, "Make him leave gol They're ganging me!" Somebody took the cue. "Leave him go!" But Barney did not leave him go. H clung tighter. And Jim Owenby "Oh! he said that, did he?" did not relax his grasp of Andy until the crowd moved forward. Someone struck Barney. Hard. In the face. Barney released Ernie Watts and swung . . . There were scouts and oaths and the grunts of n. en fighting. The noise sifted through to the street It came to the ears of an elderly man: a tall, quiet old man who had driven his ramshackle car up to one of the gas-pumps. Doc Morrison got out of his car and looked inside. He saw a crowd of men, punching, kicking, cursing. He recognized Barney Hamilton and Jim Owenby and a half -dozen of the disreputable gang that made the Bon Ton Pool Room its headquarters. headquar-ters. More important, he saw two girls at the far end of the garage, crouching against the wall, hands pressed against white lips, eyes wide and staring. Doc Morrison said, "Hey! Quit it!" No one heard. Or, if they did they paid no heed. Barney and Jim and Andy were struggling valiantly, with fine but futile, effect. They fought silently. .Grimly. They wasted wast-ed no breath in words. Barney was bleeding. There was a lump under Jim Owenby's left eye. He swung at the man who had inflicted that lump: mashing his lips. The man howled with pain and insensate fury. He backed away. and picked up a tire tool from the floor. Kay streamed, "Look out!" as the man with the crushed lips threw the tire-tool. tire-tool. . Jim Owenby ducked. The steel implement flew through the air. There was the sickening sound of it Impact upon human flesh. There was a brief groan and the thud of a collapsing body.-' There was blood; trickling sluggishly from the face of an old man. A voice was raised above the melee. me-lee. The voice said. "Good God. Fellers you've kilt Doc Morrison!" ' There was a momentary cessation of fighting. Then, before it could be resumed, the sturdy figure of Sheriff Floyd Griffin came in throuRh ihe door. Margaret said something to him and he whipped out a Run. "Git bark! Ev'y damned one of you!" The Sheriff's eye.i were bluzing He meiint business and they knew it. Thry barked agitinst. the wall. Barney find Jim and Andy stood in the renter of Ihe fl 'or. haH'-ri'd and bruised and hletding. One of the ROY COHEN pool-room gang lay unconscious. Kay ran forward and dropped to her knees beside the bleeding form of the old man dabbing at the ugly wound with a pitifully Inadequate handkerchief. The Sheriff looked down at the figure of Doc Morrison. He asked, "Who done this?" There was no answer. Sheriff Griffin glared at the others. "I know ev'y last one of you. And somebody's goin' to pay for this." He bent over Doc Morrison. He placed the gun beside him on the concrete floor. "He's bad hurt." announced the Sheriff in a solemn voice. "I'm holding hold-ing all of you. An' if he dies . . ." The hoodlums had lost their belligerence. bel-ligerence. Even these young men had known and loved Doc Morrison. They were from households in which the venerable Doe had done his greatest charity. Somebody said, in a hushed voice. "God! I wouldn't have hurt Doc for nothln'l" The Sheriff said, "This town has stood for a lot But this is some-thin' some-thin' it won't stand for." In the days which followed, the citizens of Beverly did not gossip. They talked. Talked soberly and sanely. Murder and violence and drinking and gambling had not done this, but a serious injury to Doc Morrison was more than enough. Even the young men who had comprised the mob, the Bon Ton hangers-on, were awed by the enormity enor-mity of what they had done. Awed and frightened. The pool-room Itself was suddenly deserted as though because the raid upon Andy Forrest had started from there a sigma had been put upon It The young men who chronically infested the place lost their boisterousness. They declared to one another that they was sho' sorry; that there wa'n't no one of them that would of hurt Doc Morrison fo' nothin. And they meant it Contributing causes were forgotten forgot-ten in the actuality of Doc's Injury. In-jury. For the first time in a month Kay Forrest was not the chief subject sub-ject of conversatioa They talked about Doc and of the Sght in which he had been injured. The night of the third day the citizens held a mass-meeting. There was little oratory. ora-tory. Men of substance spoke gravely, grave-ly, quietly and seriously. The spirit of the town had changed, This impending im-pending tragedy stripped the town of civic pretense and metfkHt acutely acute-ly aware of certain internal problems. prob-lems. On the morning of the fourth day the physician In charge announced publicly that Doc Morrison had regained re-gained consciousness and would recover. re-cover. That morning the sun shone. That morning citizens of Beverly sjniled again, and today they dared talk of what they would have done had Doc died. They had been afraid to speak of that before, lest as aome of them expressed it lest they put bad mouth on him. A new wave of protest and Indignation Indig-nation swept the more distant sections sec-tions of Beauregard County, penetrating pene-trating deep Into Big and Little Moc casin Swamps. Well-meaning but definitely Illiterate preachers once again impressed upon their tiny congregations con-gregations that this was the work of the Devil; that the injury to Doc had been the final warning of a Providence roused to wrath. They yelled helifire and damnation. And in Beverly itself, the same sentiments senti-ments were expressed, though in different dif-ferent and perhaps less violent language. lan-guage. Resolutions were passed. Petitions were circulated. A special meeting of the Town Council was called, after aft-er which Mayor Alec Roberts held a long and earnest discussion with Solicitor So-licitor Gabe Dixon and Sheriff Floyd Griffin. The Sheriff found himself fighting for right and justice: first, because that promised the greatest number of votes in ihe not-too-distant primary; and. secondly, because be-cause he. too. had been deeply fond of Doc Morrison. Sheriff Griffin thereupon visited Robbie Morse; owner ;i rid operator of the White Star II- tel. He said, "I ain't happy to toll you, Robbie but things has got to be diffent fum now on." "Diff'ent how?" "No mo' licker to be sold heah or drunk, either, fo' that matter." Mr. Morse shook his round head sadly. "I seen that com in the mln-tte mln-tte them crazy youuK ..bucks hurt, Doc ' Morrison.' He tried to find some solace In the situation. "But tourists -ain't concerned about this thing, are they, Floyd?'" "I reckon not. Yo' business should go on bejn' purty good " Trie Sheriff lumbered upstairs'" tome to-me 'corner suite which had been oc-, cupied by Kirk Reynolds; the suit in the living-room of which Dan Cree-don Cree-don i still operated the dice-game. Dan was seated by tiio window. In his shirt-sleeves. He was a tall, stony individual with sad. steady eyes and a Income manner. He said. "Howdye. Sheriff." and Floyd Griffin said. "Howdye. Cree don." Then ho saw the other oecu pant of the room: the vivid brunette who. stood near the w.nd.ow .looking, down upon Monument Square. The Sheriff said, ."M.iwoin'. Miss Hen kel." Her voice was flat and tired. She said, "Good morning." Floyd Griffin returned his attention atten-tion to Dan Creedon. "Doc Morrison is purty popular heaha bouts." "That's all I been hearing for three days." "There's been meetin's an things. The whole town is sad." "Yeah? So what?" The Sheriff gestured toward the adjoining room. That's through." "The dice-game?" "Uh-huh." Creedon shrugged. "They'll gel over it" "Nope. Folks mean business this time." The guardian of law and order or-der fidgeted. "Nor neither that ain't all, Creedon." "What do you mean, that ain't all?" "You got to get out of town." "So? And suppose I don't?" Floyd Griffin's eyes narrowed. "I know you ain't plumb foolish, Creedon. Cree-don. When they say to git out why I reckon you got sense enough to do it." "Sure ... but listen: If I close up the dice-game " "That ain't enough. Not wantin' to hurt yo' feelin's, Creedon the town's kind of fed up with you. An' I'm tellin' you, man to man an' friendly-like, that it wouldn't be awful healthy for you to stay heah." "I get you. How much time have I got?" "Oh! th'ee fo' days. So long as folks know you're really flxin' to go, why I can keep 'em satisfied." A faint smile flickered across Creedon's thin lips. He said, "Four days then, and I'll scram. Anything else?" "Yeh . . ." The Sheriff looked more uncomfortable. He said, "It's about you. Miss HenkeL" Big black eyes flashed up to his. The lithe figure stiffened. She asked, "What about me?" "You got to git out too." "Why?" "Because ev'ybody says you got to. Now I ain't aimin' to make you feel bad, Miss Henkel but folks has kind of stood all they're willin' to stand." CHAPTER XIV For perhaps five minutes after the departure of Sheriff Griffin, Babe Henkel said nothing more. Dan Creedon watched her sympathetically. sympatheti-cally. Eventually he spoke, and his voice was kindly. He said, "Snap out of it Babe." She turned smouldering eyes upon him. "The louse!" she snapped. "Griffin? You're crazy. He can't protect us any more because they won't let him." "I ain't thinking about that Dan. I'm talking about running us out of town." "Well . . ." He shrugged. "There's nothing to do but scram." She came closer and ( leaned over the table, her eyes boring into his. She said. "That's what you think." "Sure I do." "Well, you're wrong." "Now listen. Babe .' . ." "You listen to me. This town ain't gone suddenly moral. Things don't happen that way. It's a cover-up." "For what?" "For Barney Hamilton. They don't want to do anything to him, ao they're getting rid of us." Dan said. "Maybe. And what can we do about it?" "Plenty." "What, for instance?" Babe was tense. She said, "Dan you ain't gonna take this sitting down, are you? You ain't willing to blow 'without anybody even having been punished for killing Kirk?" He shook his head. "I dun't like to, if that's what you mean. But listen. Babe me and you, we can't buck a whole town." She said, "Barney Hamilton killed Kirk." "I suppose he did. But everybody in town thinks he had good cause." "Well, I don't You see, 1 wasn't hard-boiled with Kirk, I was pretty crazy about him." "Sure you were . . ." "If I had been bumped off, Kirk wouldn't have checked out without doing something about it, would he?" "That's different." "How?" "You're a dame." She placed her hands palms down on the table-top. The long, slender fingers with their crimson nails were trembling. "Before 1 leave this burg," she announced, "the guy that killed Kirk is gonna get his." Dan Creedon was worried. "Don't go getting yourself all worked up. Tl.e, cards are stacked against, jrou Babe." "Going yellow on me?" "Answer that for yourself. ' "You're fixing to run out." "I know when I'm beat." "Well, 1 don't!" Her voice was hard. - "You can blow whenever you get good and ready. Me I'm gonna do something." Creedon shrugged. "If that's the way you feel about It, cut me in." Suddenly her eyes were filled with tears "Gee. Dan! That's swell. But I don't want to get you in no jam." "I can take it." "You mean you'll stick?" "If you can sell me on an Idea, yes And get this straight, it atn't that I thmk you're smart. You're crazy to step into any more trouble. Bui 1 never have run out on any. body ajid J don't figure to start n.nv." lift !tf. 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