J. Cleary, 157 Bascomb Place, Apartment C. You gotta check it out!
Mr. J. Cleary is born!
What about J. Cleary and the newspaper?
I'll bet Cleary is a legitimate customer.
The city had a tired, old look about it, especially in neighborhoods like the purported residence of J. Cleary. ne fifty-seven Bascomb Place was a drab old building in a drab old section of the city with a faded "For Rent" sign permanently fixed to the front.
Second floor apartment D showed the name Burgess but C, where J. Cleary was to reside, was also empty.
"It looks like our Mr. Cleary flew the coop," Fred said reluctantly.
She listened patiently to Dean's detailed explanation that he was from the police and interested in a tenant, Mr. J. Cleary of Bascomb Place.
After the amenities were put to rest, Fred casually mentioned they were interested in Mr. Cleary, on Bascomb Place.
"Could you describe Mr. Cleary?" he asked.
Cleary had contacted her by telephone, saying he was looking for a furnished apartment to use when he traveled to the city.
Mr. Cleary mostly comes at night I suspect.
I'm sorry I wasn't much help to you but I just never met Mr. Cleary...or his friend.
Dear me, that will make 23 vacancies—24 if Mr. Cleary is gone too.
We thought it might be this Cleary fellow.
If you'll just tell us what Cleary looks like we'll get out of your hair.
Cleary had bumped into him only twice, maybe three times but he had no recollection of the dates.
Then he added, "If I see Cleary, should I tell him you're looking for him or what?"
"Why did you think your missing guy was Cleary?" he asked again.
The man's from Parkside and Cleary subscribed to a newspaper from there.
But the description of Cleary is a dead ringer for Byrne.
But to Fred's mind, Cleary was Byrne, and nothing could dissuade him.
Mr. J. Cleary was safe to shack up with whomever he pleased, be it Pat Corbin or anyone else!
It was there while this guy Cleary was renting the place.
So you called all the local dealers to find out if anyone named Cleary or Byrne or Corbin bought a new motor home?
Dean gave Winston the information, including both names, Cleary and Corbin.
Jonathan Winston called to report that J. Cleary was the only listed person to receive mail at the Bascomb Street address and there had been no form filed requesting forwarding.
Well, you told me to call if Mr. Cleary came back.
If Cleary didn't want to be located, any chance of Dean doing so now he knew someone was looking for him would be next to impossible.
He silently chastised himself for even caring that some guy named Cleary had spent a few weeks in Scranton and now was traveling off in the sunset in a blue-white-or-lavender motor home.
The subscription was being sent to the name Cleary on Bascomb Place in Scranton but it stopped arriving there after he 'died.'
"Try Cleary," a voice answered, "It was one of my favorites."
Dean explained he was still interested in the J. Cleary who had ordered the Sentinel from a Scranton address.
Cleary looked a lot older.
Why did she have to go and tell Cleary we were hot on his trail asking about him?
Cleary must be going bonkers wondering how we got on to him.
Fred said nothing and Dean finally dropped the bombshell—Chip Burgess's telephone identification of Cleary-Byrne.
Mrs. Glass said the guy asked for Cleary by name.
How would Nota get Mrs. Glass's number or even know Cleary even existed?
My notes about Cleary and our investigation in Scranton were down here when those bozos broke in.
There's a chance Cleary is just a cheating husband and someone is chasing him down.