Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1906-03-22
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By E. W. rioRNuNc

sloh' understood everything but my own density. He had given me q dozon hints, and I had taken none And 'here stoo staring at him in that empty room. and there he stood with ms dark lantern. laughing at me.
 A bur2.afa. l gaspel. "You-you,a
 "l tola you lived by my wis"
 =" ny cori3Ast Toa tell me what YOU were going to Go: Why couldn't yo,, trust ne: N.hy ,.,ast you lie:" I dc. mande9. pieGed to tie quick for all my horror
 II wanted to tel you" said be. "I Was oa tee p9.-1 Of te!:ag you moro Gan oEce. .ou ,na% rn,. .c:..se3 E1,,. sounded you about crime, thoag5 you have probably f4fsa;ten what VOL said yourself. didn't th...H yon meant it at t'la time. h}:t- tl.pte...4t I'd put you to the test NOW see 4au didn't and do4t A.amc Hau. only an1 to blame. e'e, ont of it.zt4y 4ear boy. as l qiHek as E9H eau. Leave it ta me 19u won't give nle away, whatever else you 90
 Oh. his eleYema.sS. his tieaaish cieTeraesS,, Had lfe= =fa!laa hack on threats. e7ereiou >liecrs. #a might Aayc been dl4zere4t eTra .4at. isai he se. he tree te lge1se l...l. II |, l.lrA. II, would lot blame ne. II" s..5551 not eye. bind ITO ;p secrecy IL. f11trl mt H. Etew My W4azl4ySs a.M ny stfea@.6 and waS plgyjn2 oa | til W.G his lFfStar's t5tlel
 '.Not - iasts saja sp.I p4, this tIt2 your bead! og were Y9u -.5..5. to do !t in any case12
 Not n lE=ease,' said Rallies. 1t true l9e ie,d tae key for= days, hu Waell | W9n tonght thought cf clIHoN.hs II. f0r, as | matter of fact, it's not a olle man job
 I4at settles it. I'm your man.
 "Yuu AeHl. itE"
 "Yes-for tonight"
 Good old Bd4M$. he murmuretl. holding the ianteHn fer one moment to my face i!se neXt he was explain Il his plans and was holding. as thoug.l Ne had seen fellow eracksmen all our days
 II kHaw the shop. he whispered. "hecullSe | Ne got a few things there l kupW this upper part too, it's been to let for month. and got an order to view and took a cast of the key be- fore using it. The one thing dont know is how to make connection be- tween the two. At present there's none. We may make it up here, though rather fancy the basement myself. If you wait q minute I'll tell you.
 He set his lantern on the floor. crept to a back window and opened it With scarcely q sound, only to return, shak ing his head, after shutting the win dow with the same care.
 That was our one chance, said he. "a back window above back win dow, but it's too dark to see anythins, and We daren't show an outside ligh.. Come down after me to the basement and rememher, though there's not | soul on the premises, you can't make too little noise. There-there-listen to that"
 It was the measured tread that we had heard before on the flagstones out side. Rallies darkened his lantern, and again we stood motonless till it had passed.
 Either a policeman he muttered, Tor a Watchlnan that all these jeWe.ers run between them. The watchman's the man for Us to watch. He's simply paid to spot this kind of thing.
 We crept very gingelly down the stairs, which creaked a bit in spite of us. and we picked up our shoes in the passage; then down some narrow stone steps. at the foot of which Rallies showed his light and put on his shoes once more. bidding me do the same Ill a rather louder tone than he had per mitted himself to employ overhead. We were now considerably below the level of the street in small space with as many doors as It had sldes. Three were ajar. and we saw through them into empty cellars. but in the fourth a key was turned and a bolt drawn. and this one presently let us out into the bottom of deep, square we'll of fog similar door faced across this area, and Rallies had the lantern close against it and was md ing the light with his body when short and sudden crash made my heart stand still. Next moment say the door wide open and Rallies stand- ing within and beckoning me with jimmy.
 "Door No. 1.' he whispered. "Deuee knows how many more therell De, put I know of two at least. We wont have to make much noise over them either. Down here there's less risk.
 We were now at the bottom of the exact fellow to the narrow stone stair which we had just descended, the yara' or well, being the one part common to both the private and the business premises. But this flight led to no open passage Instead a slngularly solid mahogany door confronted us at the top.
 q thought so," muttered hanies' handing me the lantern and pocketihs