After he had driven his wife to a Hollywood club meeting one day last week, Cornelius Van Ness Leavitt. 57-year-old retired plumber of Santa Monica, found time heavy on his hands. He would, he decided, go and see his old friend Cliff Dailey who ran a grocery and meat store. Cliff was out at lunch when big, jovial Mr. Leavitt marched in. Later Store keeper Dailey returned and stopped to wait on a woman. Visitor Leavitt sauntered to the rear of the store. There at a sink...
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