Mystery Street Page #8

Well, it's awfully important to my sister.

She had a slight accident | last night and, uh...

Well, do I look as though | I'd steal a suitcase?

Well, there's an awful lot | of baggage here, mister.

Can you describe the suitcase?

Well, no, but I can describe my sister.

She's medium height, red hair, | very pretty hair...

...dressed rather peculiarly.

Sometimes wore earrings.

Red hair.

Think this is it.

You know, I could get fired for this.

Well, you won't say anything about it | and I certainly won't.

- Thanks very much. | You're welcome.

- Tall. He had a brown hat and a light coat. | - Okay.

Down there, Tim.

Go the other way.

I've been waiting | to put these two together.

- Take him in. | - It's a pleasure.

- Now, Tim? | - Yeah?

Radio headquarters. | If they spot Henry Shanway, don't shoot.

- They'd be killing an innocent taxpayer. | - Right.

- McAdoo. | Hello, professor?

- This is Moralas. | - Yeah. Mm-hm.

- May I talk to Mrs. Shanway? | - Sure.

- Hello? | - Mrs. Shanway. This is Lieutenant Moralas.

- Yes, lieutenant. | - We got our man. He showed up.

Turned out to be a guy named Harkley. | He's under arrest.

Well, I guess that's about all...

...except I think your husband | will be with you very soon now.

And, Mrs. Shanway, | I wanted to tell you that...

Hello?

Hello, Mrs. Shanway?

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