The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1908-01-17

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He lolUcrcd himself dolDR OUer the dane
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peTore Gpnisrer ana swept pack
against the wall in the same olninous
way that a crowd in the street had
once divided on the morning of Hell
ems arrival The trombone player, who
had sunk low in his chair with closed
eyes, looked out suddenly at the dis
turbance, and his alarm was blown
through the horn in a startled squawk.
a large woman whimpered, Don't
shoot" and thrust her palms to her
ears, closing her eyes tightly
Glenister covered the deputies, from
whose vicinity the bystanders surged
as though from the presence Of lepers.
Hands up" he cried sharply, and
they froze into motionless attitudes,
one poised on the lowest step of the
stairs, the other pace forward. Voor-
and rushed down few steps only to
come abruptly into range and to as
sumo a like rigidity, for the, young
mans aim shifted to him.
II have a warrant for you," the Off
Ger cried, his voice loud in the hush.
Keep it," said Glenister, showing
his teeth in a smile in which there was
no mirth. He backed diagonally across
the hall, his boot heels clicking in the
silence, his eyes shifting rapidly up
and down the stairs where the danger
lay.
From her station Helen could see
the whole tableau, all but the men on
the stairs, where her vision was cut
off. She saw the dance girls crouched
behind their partners or leaning far
out from the wall with parted lips,
the men eager, yet fearful, the bar
tender with half polished glass
poised high. Then quick movement
across the hall suddenly diverted her
absorbed attention. She saw a man
rip aside the drapery of the box op-
posite and lean so far out that he
seemed in peril Of falling He under
took to sight a weapon at Glenister,
who was just passing from his view.
At her first glance Helen gasped, her
heart gave one fierce lunge, and she
cried out.
The distance across the pit was so
short that she saw his every line and
iineament clearly; it was the brother
she had sought these years and years.
Before she knew or could check it the
blood call leaped forth.
"Drury!" she cried aloud, at which
he whipped his head about, while
amazement and some other emotion
she could not gauge spread slowly over
his features. For long moment he
stared at her without movement or
sign while the drama beneath went
on. then he drew back into his retreat
with the daZed look of one doubling
his senses, yet fearful of putting them
to the test. For her part, she saw
nothing except her brother vanishing
slowly into the shadows, as though
stricken at her glance, the curtains
closing before his livid face, and then
pandemonium broke loose at her feet.
Glenister, holding his enemies at
bay, had retreated to the double doors
leading to the theater. His coup had
been executed so quickly and with
such lack Of turmoil that the thronG
outside know nothing of it till they
saw q man walk backward through
the door. AS he did so he reached
forth and slammed the wide wings
shut before his face, then turned and
dashed into the press. Inside the
dance hall loud sounds arose as the
officers clattered down the stairs and
made after their quarry. They tore
the barrier apart in time to see, far
down the saloon, an eddying swirl as
though some great fish were flashing
through the lily pads of a pond, and
then the swinging doors closed behind
Glenister.
Helen made her way from the thea
ter as she bad come, unobserved and
unobserving, but she walked in a
dream. Emotions had chased each
other too closely tonight to be distin-
guishable, so she went mechanically
through the narrow alley to Front
street and thence to her home.
Glenister meanwhile had been swal-
lowed up by the darkness, the night
enfolding him without sign or trace.
AS he ran he considered what course
to follow-whether to carry the call to
his comrades In town or to make for
the creek and Dextry. The vigilantes
might still distrust him, and yet he
owed them warning. McNamara's
men were moving so swiftly that ac-
ton must be speedy to forestall them.
Another hour and the net would be
closed, while it seemed that whichever !
course he chose they would snare one
or the other-either the friends who
remained in town or Dex and Slapjack