Double Take. In Los Angeles, burglars broke into the offices of the Hecht-Lancaster Motion Picture Producing Co., made off with $500 in stage money.

Virtue's Reward. In Stalybridge, England, after he had slugged Secondhand Dealer George Thompson, 64, with a pistol, Frank Grundy, 23, heeded Thompson's plea, went to a nearby drugstore for bandages, found police waiting when he got back, bitterly accused Thompson of ingratitude as he was hauled off to jail.

Dowry. In Memphis, Lloyd T. Riddle, 30, went to court to break a $2,100 contract with the Arthur Murray Dance Studio, argued that he had married one of the studio's instructors and could now learn to dance at home.

Prior Art. In Delta, Colo., a month after he sawed a hole in his cell door and escaped from the county jail, Harley Carringer, 24, was recaptured and put in the same cell, used the 50-lb. ball chained to his leg to knock off the new steel plate welded to the door, used the plate to break his heavy chains, escaped again by the same route.

Capital Expansion. In Copenhagen, Denmark, church wardens of the Vissenbjerg Unen parish announced they were getting a liquor license for an inn which has lost money ever since they converted it to a temperance hotel 30 years ago.

Theme & Variations. In Milwaukee, arrested for drunkenness, Trumpet Player Arden J. Klassa, 34, blamed his troubles on the fact that he looks so much like Liberace, and "a lovely young brunette" was so struck with the resemblance that "we went to a lovely cocktail lounge, we discussed music, we each drank eleven martinis."

Tattletale Grey. In Baltimore, George W. Thomas and Oscar Purdie were arrested for robbing the Empire Laundry of $400 worth of shirts, sheets and bedspreads when they brought part of their loot back to the Empire for laundering.

Latitude. In Chicago, after he tripped the burglar alarm on the safe of a currency exchange, Burglar Clarence Phoenix, 43, worked on complacently while he listened to approaching squad cars on his short-wave radio, was caught redhanded, explained sadly: "I thought I was in the next block."

None for the Road. In Paris, contending that a client charged with reckless driving on the way home from a nightclub had simply been too sober, Lawyer Rene Floriot asked the court to imagine sitting up until 5 a.m. "without letting champagne refresh your ideas and your palate," concluded: "Under these circumstances . . . a catastrophe is inevitable."

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