Boy's Cinema (1939-40)

slie the ijiie ten 'the lorc- Every Tuesday "Allowing for ten years," he said, "I'm sure that's Banford. Stockton didn't die in that lire! ' Kathleen became quite excited. "If you could prove that." she cried, "why, then you and Uncle Bill would be "Reinstated," Danny completed for her. "Where're you going?" She was running out from the cell. "To see that the Dugans start using their dumb skulls!" she told him over her shoulder. She raced away to the stairs and up them into her uncle's office, and she tried to tug Dugan out of his chair, telling him that he must see Danny. "I'll do nothing of the kind!" he declared. "Now you listen to me, William Dugan!" she stormed. "I'm listenin' to you," he retorted, "but he isn't gonna get out o' that cell until after the hearing." "I don't want him out!" BOY'S CINEMA " You ought to put him In plain clothes," said the Com- missioner, looking at the photograph. '* That the heel-print? " 13 •No?" "No. I want you in that cell to see what he's done." Dugan sniffed. "You mean you want me to look at those putty faces he's been workin' on?" he derided. "Yes! He can prove that Banford is Max Stockton!" Incredulously he rose and went with her to the cell. He compared the face of the bust with the pictures on the record card, and he said: " Well, it's a good likeness, but what does it prove?" Danny restored the false moustache and the horn-rimmed pince-nez he had re- moved from the model, and then Dugan became as excited as his niece. " It's him all right!" he burst out. "Kathleen, something tells me it ain't moving day yet!" Danny said earnestly: "I'm sure Bixby was trying to tell me that Banford is going to rob Huxley's place to-night." "Then there's no time to lose," decided Dugan. "Come on!" "Yes, sir," said Danny, with a salute. At nine o'clock that evening the night watchman at the building in Fifth Avenue completed his round of the first floor and stopped at a signal-box at the end of the main corridor" to register his journey. He was standing in front of the box when Banford emerged from his office, wearing hat and gloves, and crept up bclund Him Out from Banford's pocket came a heavy six-gim, and the butt of it struck the watchman on the back of the head, knocking him to the floor un- conscious. Banford stooped and helped himself to the man's bunch of keys, and then he sped along the corridor to the door of Huxley's office. With one of the keys he unlocked the door, and he opened the door suflficiently to slip in at it. The room was in darkness, but he did not switch on any of the lights. Closing the door with hardly a sound, he took off his pince-nez, put away the gim, and from another pocket took out an electric toi'ch. He crept along the wall of the room to the metal flap in the recess facing the safe, and he raised the flap. The switch that controlled the invisible ray was down. He pushed it up, lowered the flap, and went over to the big steel door. With the electric torch in his left hand, he used his right to turn the knob that woi'ked the combination, just as he had watched Huxley turn it. One by one the tumblers fell into position, and then he tugged the door open and went into the room-like safe. He was at one of the shelves, taking uncut diamonds from a tray, when a harsh voice made him jump: "Drop 'em, Stockton!" In the same instant the room became flooded with light, and as he turned he saw Captain Bill Dugan covering him with a six-gun, and Danny and Grazzi in the background. Thev had been waiting in the darkness for him, and it was Dugan who had spoken. "Come out with your hands up!" he commanded Banford—or Stockton—raised his hands submissively enough and moved slowly forward. But abruptly he hiirled the electric torch he held into Dugan's face and made a frantic dash for the door at the other end of the room. Danny was sent staggering backwards. Grazzi was bowled over. But Danny was up before the door was reached, aiid he tackled like a football player, diving for Banford's legs. Down went the crook, with a thud that knocked all the breath out of his lungs, and then Grazzi straddled him to snap a handcuff round his wrist. Danny was promoted to detective- sergeant on the day Banford—with all his aliases—was sentenced to death. Frenchy had been caught in the meanwhile, and he suffered the same fate. But Crystal Morland had given valuable evidence against both men, and a suspended sentence was all that she received. Kathleen attended the trial, and after it was over she went with Danny and her uncle to the police station. Dugan sat down at his desk and opened a drawer. "Here, Danny," he said, "you may as well wear your badge now." He took a brand-new badge from the drawer, but as he slewed round to offer it he saw that Danny and Kathleen were hugging one another. "Huh! Science, eh?"' he snorted. "Why, that's strictly the Dugan strong-arm method!" "Well, captain." said Danny, hugging Kathleen more vigorously than ever, "a guy can't be scientific all the time. Besides. I like the Dugan strong-arm method." Adapted from the new Universal picture, "Inside Information," controlled through- out the United Kingdom and Eire by General Film Distributors, Ltd., the principal players in the film being: as Danny Blake as Captain Bill Dugan as Kathleen Burke as Crystal Morland as Martin Banford as John Grazzi as Charles Bixby as Robert Huxley as Paul Crawford as Commissioner Fenton as Mike Casey as "Frenchy " November Utb, 1939. Dick Foran Harry Carey June Lang Mary Carlisle Addison Richards Joseph Sawyer Grant Richards Selmar Jackson Paul McVey Frederick Burton Robert Homans John Harmon