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235, v2 desert Capony for a fev deys since nothing but « Pronounced norbiiness sucnus 40 dvell with hia. ie sees, L: fact, obsessed with the idea thut he can forces doc te retract his staten:tt. Cilly, of course, but one carmno. prevest thoughts frou developing into hopes. This reminds us that Chavines has cremised te cet Doc's statenont, and also e copy of the letter — infortin; Capone was to 50 to alcatraz. being curious we hang on to Shavinge* nicht ani da. aftor an uneventful week hes passed we conclude Shavings has either clandestinel; delivered the statement to Capone, or could not get &t. In any * a we hear no core about it. Runors circulate the overt, we - & te that everal s pages of Doc's stetezent are niscing. These rumors cannot be verified as Shavings spends all his liesure time with o Tennessee desperado. The friend- ship thet bas been propressing for sometime has only recently created comment. “Tenesseo” seans to act as Capone's assigned bodyguard for Shavings. cs a The nicht before Shavings is discharged Capone sends for him + for a final conversation. “Tentessoo" stands in the background, bis eyes ont on Shavings. Doss he suspicion foul play? Suspicion Shavings is being pu on the spot? Or, is he party to suspectsd foul play? One never mows. 5 oes A prison is a breeding place of intrigues and false friendships. Ones mst . . dangerous onemy ocosionslly develops into ones dearest friend. yer vice versa, . - Shavings and Capone, wo observe, are ongaced in an earnest of ‘conversation. It seens Capone is instructing Shavings what to &o after nis release. They clasp hands. . . Capone's cig, rough hand exo losing Shavings amill, smooth one. Their eves seom floating in liquid. We are surprised! Is Capone reall; sentimental: The conversation --- the only one Capone held sacred == is never repeated? iatever was said between them shall always rewsin a mystery. The bell sumoning men in from stockade that evening rings unietaily early. fe watch Capone and Shavings as they become lost in the crowd of convicts trudging to their cells. ny - At tines we are apprehensive. Again, certein that no hare fe to befall him. and the night passes into the limbo of the empty past. re