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Expense accounts submitted by special investigator Johnny Dalle to Home Office World Insurance and Indemnity Company, Hartford, Connecticut. The following is an accounting of expenditures during my investigation of the Stanley Price matter. Expense account item one, $21.85. Trained fare and incidentals between Hartford and New York City after receiving from you the necessary information concerning the case. I arrived in New York at 10 o'clock that morning and went directly to police headquarters, where I looked up Captain Fred D. in charge of robbery detail. Well, sit down, Mr. Dollar. Oh, thanks. Glad to help you any way I can. Well, if it isn't too much trouble, I'd like the whole thing from the beginning. Sure. Last Thursday, we got a call from a man named Price, Stanley Price, said if we came to 956 East 114th Street, we'd find 100,000 in stolen jewels. Then there was a shot, and the line went dead. When we got there, we found the dead man. Wells? Yeah, Robert Wells, shot twice in the head. You're holding the wife? Not since eight o'clock this morning. We've got no evidence. No murder weapon, nothing. And of course, she swears she knows nothing about it. Your company thinks the jewels belong to one of their clients. Yeah, but they've been taken out of their settings and recut. Such a good job, they can't be identified. Only one thing that ties in. Wells returned from Europe last Tuesday. Been over there for about three months. The robbery was abroad. Yeah. Got anything on the man who gave you the tip? Stanley Price, nothing much. We know Stanley Price. We think it's the same man. He's a small time hood. Picked up a couple of times. No convictions. Been making book lately, but we can't prove it. Can't find him anywhere. We got an A-P-B out on him. And you released Mrs. Wells? Yeah. She living in the same place? Well, she went back to the apartment. She's still there. We got it staked out. Well, seems to me the first thing to do is find Stanley Price. We'd like to. I've got an old friend that knows all about small-time bookmakers. I'm going to drop by and have a talk with him. Anyone I know? Oh, probably. But he'd be hurt if I mentioned his name. Hope you make out. What about the wife? You going to see her after I take care of a few details? What's she like? You won't mind a bit. I left headquarters, checked into a hotel, then made arrangements to rent a car. At 12.30, I was pulling up in front of a brownstone in the village where an old friend lived. His name is Henri Duval, abstract painter and lover of Paris, Mutuals. Henri! Who is it? Come on, Henri, open up. Go away! It's Johnny Dollar, Henri. I don't trust no one. My landlord is the man of many voices. I'm not your landlord. Scaltano! Cross my heart. Johnny! My name is Johnny. I have a much time. I need a favor. A save. For you, a portrait costs only $50. No pictures, Henri. No pictures? Ever heard of a man named Price? Stanley Price? No. Paid your rent? Same answer. I have a small $10 bill here. Mon ami! Who would attempt a lowly bribe? Well, what do you know? Here's another $10. You know, I would ask you to stay for lunch, but Greenbaum will not even let me look in his delicatessen window anymore. $25? Eh, bien. But I only do it because I have the love for Greenbaum. Show a little interest in Stanley Price for a minute. Stanley Price? Peasant. He's a bookmaker? He owes me $11.80. Marianne in the 8th at Ialia. By eight lengths. Mon Dieu, such affidavit. Henri. Stanley Price. Ah, oui, oui. The lowlife. Where can I find him? Je ne sais pas. But it is the truth. Scouts' honor? But of course. If I knew where the peasant was, would I not collect my $11.80? But of course, Scouts' honor. You're only holding up one finger. Eh, let go, Scout. Oh. When was the last time you heard from him? When he took my $2 that wins for me the $11.80. And then he was in the fish business. Fish business? Ah, oui, oui, oui. I know because he brought me two elephants which I promptly made into a magnificent bouillabaisse for my landlord. Terrible. The stew? It was the fish. Believe me, those two elephants were so old, they remembered Juna. Was he selling fish? No, no, no, no, no. He was not selling fish. He was not selling fish. He was catching them. He had a boat. When I went down to collect my $11.80, the boat was not there. Where did he keep the boat, Henri? At this gossing place. He was called... a schooner landing. A place like that simply should not be Junawai. Stinks. Well, thanks, Henri. But you are leaving? Yeah, you can unlock the door. Wait, wait, wait, wait. Bonjour, mon ami. Vive le fort. I climbed back into the rented coupé and drove to the waterfront where I finally located schooner landing. A lot of small boats were tied up in slips and an old man sat outside a shack at the head of the dock, sunning himself. Hello. Hello. You run this landing? Yep. You know a man named Price? Stan Price? Yep. Yep. Seen him lately? Nope. When was the last time you saw him? At the top. Nope. That's too bad. Why? He owes me a week's rent on a boat. Skip out? Yeah. Understand he was fishing down here. That right? Yep. How long ago did you rent the boat? Two weeks ago. When did he skip out? About a week. When he did? Well, he weren't no fisherman. Why do you say that? You know, he didn't know the first thing about it. Fishing that is. When he first rented my boat he used to go out for two or three hours come back with a couple of fish. Didn't have no gear to speak of no live bait. Just a pool. Well, didn't that seem kind of strange? Weren't none of my business. He had a license. You mean a regular fishing license or a commercial? Yep. Commercial? Yep. Did he do anything unusual the last day he was down here? Well, don't know. He went out about four o'clock in the afternoon was back here about six thirty. Only thing unusual about that is funny time to do fishing. What date was that? Week or yes. Oh, no, no, wait a minute. So we could go tomorrow, Wednesday. Thanks, Bob. You sure you ain't a cop? Yep. G-man? Nope. Don't say no more than you have to do. Nope. Bye, Sene. I left Schooner's Landing and made a beeline to the Bureau of Licenses where I located the fishing license that had been issued to Stanley Price. It had his picture on it and the clerk allowed me to take it. I thanked him then climbed back into my car and headed for 956 East 114th Street and Mrs. Wells. Yeah? My name is Dollar. What can I do for you? I get tongue-tied when I stand in a hall. You want in? That's it. Why? Ever see this picture before, Mrs. Wells? Come in. The, uh, man in the picture, who is he? Don't you know? I've only seen him once. Oh, won't you sit down? Thanks. Where did you see this man, Mrs. Wells? He came to see my husband. He was leaving just as I arrived. Your husband say who he was? No, mentioned something about some business he had with him. Well, if it makes any difference to you, this man in the picture is Stanley Price. Oh, when the police are after. The man they think killed my husband. The man who called and told the police about the jewels your husband hid in the water pipe? You're from the police? No. I'm an insurance investigator. Oh. Your husband just got back from Europe a week ago, didn't he? Yes. By boat? Yes. What day did he arrive? Last Wednesday. You know, I don't think I've ever seen a man with such attractive eyes. Nice hair, too. So curling. I'll stop back when I've got more time and we'll straighten it out. Leaving? Yes, I'm going home and have another talk with Dad. Well, in case I might want to get in touch with you. I'm staying at the Shelton. Oh, by the way, what time did your husband's boat dock? Five o'clock. Thanks. Sure. Say hello to Dad. I finally managed to get down to my car and drive back to the hotel. I called a tenant D and briefed him with what had happened to date. Then I went downstairs to get some lunch. As I crossed the lobby... Don't turn around. What is this? Just keep looking straight ahead. I want something. I was just going to have some lunch. It'll keep. Will it? I haven't got much time. Give me the picture. Oh. And if I don't? I'll tell. No matter what kind of work you do, it's a real help to chew delicious wriggly spearmint gum right while you're working. When you're warm or tired, for instance, a lively, full-bodied spearmint flavor is really refreshing. It helps keep your mouth and throat feeling cool and moist. Chewing on that smooth, good-tasting piece of wriggly spearmint makes the time pass more pleasantly too. It seems to make your work go smoother and easier. Keep a package or two of chewing gum handy all the time. Enjoy chewing wriggly spearmint while you're working and at other times. That's wriggly spearmint chewing gum. Healthful, refreshing, delicious. And now, with our star, John Lund, we bring you the second act of Your's Truly Johnny Dollar. Let's have it. Well, it's the only one of me wearing a rug facing east. What'll mom say? A picture of Stanley Price. Okay. That's being smart. Now, you stay put. Count ten before you turn around. Believe me, dollar, I mean it. I'll kill you if you move before ten. You're being pretty silly, Price. I'll pick you up, sure. I don't think so. Oh, by the way, Henry DeVal says to thank you for the 1180. 1180? One, two, button my shoe. Three, four. Close the door. Five, six. I counted to 20 just to be on the safe side. Any guy who'd stick a gun in my back in broad daylight in the middle of a hotel lobby was pretty desperate. I finished counting, put in a call to Henry DeVal, then headed for the robbery division in Captain D. Yeah, not ten minutes ago. I got a picture of Stanley Price from the fishing license. No, I don't get it. What's so important about that picture? Certainly not the only one of Price. We got mugs on him in the file. I got a big hunch. My boss said it was important to prove those jewels were stolen or have somebody positively identify them. If this wasn't done in a certain amount of time, the jewels would automatically go to Mrs. Wells. Well, that's right. Under normal circumstances, if we couldn't prove they were stolen in meeting circumstances, the killing of Wells, the way the jewels were hidden in the pipes, the robbery in Europe, and Wells' subsequent return a short time later, we can hold on to them for a long time. Don't. What? Do me a favor and turn them over to Mrs. Wells. I think it'll bust this thing wide open. That's a big order. Look, the guy who stuck me up in the lobby knew I had the picture. Somebody had to tell him where I was staying. Only people who knew that were you, Mrs. Wells. All right, Mrs. Wells told Price. It wasn't Price. It wasn't? Not unless he paid Henry. That is a friend of mine, 1180, in the last couple of hours. Maybe he did. He didn't. I checked. Look, I'm sorry, but I'm confused. Yeah, so am I a little. But a figure something like this. Wells arrived last Wednesday by boat in the afternoon around five. Stanley Price was being a fisherman then. The morning afternoons stayed about two hours, came back and then disappeared. Then Wells shows up with a sink full of jewels. Right. Probably had them on the boat. Avoided customs by dropping them overboard and Price picked them up. Yeah, and Price could have killed them for them. It doesn't make sense. Wells was killed in his own apartment. Yeah? If Price picked up the jewels out of the water, why go to Wells, give them the jewels, let them hide them in the sink, get rid of them, and then call the police. I'm convinced. Another thing, the pickup was pretty carefully planned. Wells couldn't have done it all by himself. He was in Europe. Somebody here had a planet. Someone who knew Wells had the jewels. The wife. Yeah, looks that way. And the guy who stuck you up wasn't Price. Maybe there's a third party. Yeah, could be, but I doubt it. I'd like to get out of the morgue and take a look at Wells. Sure, I'll call him. I'll help his face. How'd you get an identification? A wife. This isn't Wells. It isn't? This is Stanley Price. You sure? The picture on the fishing license. This is the same guy I'll have Mrs. Wells picked up. And miss out on the big catch? Let me take the jewels over to her. It'll look official. Insurance company agent and everything. The captain was reluctant, but he agreed. And he gave me the jewels. I left for Mrs. Wells' apartment followed by two of New York's finest. The captain was agreeable, but cautious. The boys staked out across the street and I went into the building and up to the apartment. Hello. I spoke with Dad. Was his advice sound? Oh, he just said there were bound to be days like this. Then come in. Is this going to be business? I come bearing gifts. Oh. I'll keep these any longer. The jewels? There you are. I don't understand. Well, there's a little law after a certain time. But the last time I talked with the police, they said they couldn't pound them until my husband's murder was cleared up. Oh, afraid not. You mean I just get them, no strings? Not a one. Mr. Dollar, sit down. Sure. Now you work for the insurance company, don't you? Well, my husband wasn't insured. Oh, he should have been. Not that you need the money now, but just suppose you hadn't been lucky enough to have your sink stopped up with all those nice little jewels. If my husband wasn't insured, why are you mixed up in this? You really want to know? My company thinks those jewels were stolen from one of our clients. I just can't stop looking at your eyes. They're even bluer in this life. Honey, get to it. All right. I think something's real wrong. Wrong? I thought maybe you'd like to tell me what it's all about. Well, you've got the jewels. And what do you think I'm going to do with them? Well, that's up to you, isn't it? Your company thinks these jewels are stolen, and you're just turning them over to me. Can't do anything else. Mr. Dollar. Mr. Dollar, it's too easy. Disappointed? Well, suspicious. Somehow, I guess that. And I think you're trying to put little Lois in a bind. Really? Yeah. And even if you've got the prettiest eyes in the whole wide world, I'm not going to let you. You have something in mind? Good night. What? It landed right behind my right ear. I don't know what it was, but it was hard and it was cold. Whoever was on the other end of it had moved up behind the couch and kept me occupied. I went right to sleep and stayed that way for about 10 minutes. When I came to, I was all alone, except for a large swelling that was getting big enough to wear a hat. I stumbled downstairs and looked for the two policemen on stake out, but they disappeared too. So I found a phone booth and put in a call to Captain D. I just checked in and said they were withered downtown. She's doing some shopping on Fifth Avenue. She's a decoy. She's leading your boys away from Wells. Where are you? In the Wells apartment. I got slugged about 10 minutes ago. Wells must have been in the apartment the whole time. After he put me to sleep, the wife probably left by the front door and led your boys downtown while Wells left by the back way. You can bet he's got the jewels. He'll try to get out of town. I'll have every exit in the city covered. Okay, but he's smart enough to know that. When you're through, meet me at Schooner's Landing. Schooner's Landing? It's like a boat ride. It was about 4.30 in the afternoon when I arrived at Schooner's Landing. The old man was walking up from the slips. Hello, Sandy. Pop, which boat was Stanley Price running? That one. Just getting ready to go out. I just got through gassing her up. Fella paid me Price's back rent. Well, I bet there's something wrong. Good afternoon, Mrs. Wells. Pop! Drop the gun, dollar. Drop it. The police are right behind me. Okay. Sit down. You taking him? He's an insurance man. He's gonna be our insurance. The police try anything. I'm gonna shoot you, dollar. Pull the gun at him while I get us out of here. But you were shopping on Fifth Avenue. I was. Those two policemen that were following me probably still think I'm trying on lingerie. That's what happens when the police force hires a gentleman. Uncomfortable. Oh, I'm sorry. Take over the wheel. Keep it headed right for the breakwater light. How are anything about boats? They float. It's gonna be a long ride. It'll be pretty rough when we hit open water. You're Robert Wells, aren't you? That's right. How'd you figure it? I saw Price and the morgue. Your wife identified him as you. But the picture on the fishing license showed he was Price. You didn't know whether I was working with the law or not. But you had to get the picture to give yourself enough time to get out of the country. I knew the damage you could do if it got to the police. Why did you kill Price? He wanted 50% to fence the stuff. I said no and then caught him phoning the police. Had to kill him. So you put your papers on him and told your wife to identify him as you. The jewels were in the pipes under the sink. I knew the law would be there in 10 minutes, so I had to take a chance they wouldn't find him. Bob, there's a boat coming up pretty soon. So what? I hate to spoil the party, but I think it's the Coast Guard. Bob! Shut up and stay with that wheel. Shut up! All right, darling. Get up on the bow. Oh, I'll get seasick. I want him to see you. Look, I don't swim very well. How about if I take this light for a second? Put it down. Stay right there, honey. Better do like the man says. Keep your barnacles on. Expense a count on him, too. $8.75 for a big dinner that made up for the lunch I'd missed. After that, I went back to the hotel and got myself 12 hours of a good night's sleep. Expense a count on him, three. The $25 I'd bribed Henri Duval with. The last time I saw him, he was in Greenbaum's delicatessen, spending the money with his arm around Greenbaum. They were both smiling. Expense a count items four and five, $42.15 car rental and a hotel bill. Item six, $15.65 train fare and incidentals back to Hartford. Expense a count total, $113.40. Yours truly, Johnny Dollar. Remember, friends, for a refreshing taste plus chewing enjoyment, treat yourself to delicious Wrigley's Spearmint Chewing Gum. The taste of fresh spearmint is cooling and delightful, and there's lots of it in every stick of Wrigley's Spearmint Gum. It freshens your mouth, helps keep your throat moist, and sweetens your breath besides. You'll enjoy the good chewing, too, because Wrigley's Spearmint is so smooth and pleasant to chew on. There's nothing else quite like it. 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