Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1908-10-27


"Stand Up, You Hound!"
md see 4 he's tellin' the truth. I'll
stay here nd keep him company
His tone amused Maitland. In the
reaction from lie recent strain upon
his wits and nerve, he laughed openly
And who are your" he suggested.
smiling, as the policeman dumped
heavily away.
Hickey spat thoughtfully into .
Satsuma jardiniere and sneered. Il
s'pose yeh never saw me before?"
Maitland bowed affirmation. I'm
sorry to say that that pleasure has
heretofore been denied me-"
"Uh.huh," agreed the detective,
sourly, Il guess that's hot one. too"
He scowled blackly in Maitland's
amazed face and seemed abruptly to
swell with mysterious rage. MY
names Hickey" he informed him, ven
omously, and don't yeh lose sight Of
that after this. It's somethin' it won't
hurt yeh to remember. Guess yer
memry's taking vacation, huh?"
My dear man." said Maitland, you
speak in parallels and-if you'll par
don my noticing it-with some I'M
called-for spleen. Might suggest that
you moderate your tone? For" he
continued, facing the man squarely. IF
you don't, it will be my duty and
pleasure to hoist you into the street"
u got photograph Of yeh doing
it, growled Hickey. Still, seeing as
yeh never saw me before, guess it
won't. do no harm for yeh to connect
with this" And he turned back his
coat, uncovering the official shield of
the detective bureau.
"Ah!" commented Maitland. polite
ly. "A detective? How Interestingly"
"Fire-escape winder's broke, all
right" This was the policeman, re-
turned. "And some ones let down the
bottom length of ladder, but there amt
nobody in sight"
No interjected Hickey, Ind there
wouldn't We been if you'd been waitin'
in the back yard all night"
Certainly not" Maitland agreed,
blandly; especially If my burglar had
known it. In which case l fancy he
would have chosen another route-by
the roof, possibly"
"Yeh know somethin' about roofs
yehself. donchuh?" suggested Hickey.
We'll, guess yeh'll have time to write
book about 1t while yeh-'
He stepped unexpectedly to Matt
lands side and bent forward Some
thing cold and hard closed with a
snap around each Of the young mans
wrists. He started up, face afame
with indignation, forgetful of the girl
hidden in the alcove.
what the devil!" he cried, hotly,
jingling the handouts.
"Ah, come or" Hickey advised him.
"Yeh can't bluff it forever, you know.
Come along and tell the sarge all
about it, Daniel Maitland, Esquire,
alias Handsome Dan Anisty, gentle.
man burglar. All, cut that out, young
fellow; yeh're foxy, all right, but
yeh've pushed yer run Of luck too
hard"
Hickey paused, perplexed, finding no
words wherewith adequately to voice
the disgust aroused in him by his pris.
oner's demeanor, something far from
seemly, to his mind.
The humor of the situation had lust
dawned upon Maitland, and the young
man was crimson with appreciation.
Go on, go on!" he begged, feebly.
Don't let me stop you, Hickey. Don't,
please, let me spoil it all. Your Sher-
lock Holmes, Hickey, is one Of the
finest characterizations l have ever
witnessed. 1t is privilege not to be
underestimate to be permitted to play
Rallies to you. But seriously, my dear
sleuth!" with an unhappy attempt to
wipe his eyes with hampered lists,
don't you think you're wasting your
talents?"
BY this time even tho policeman
seemed doubtful He glanced askance
at the detective and shuffied uneasily.
AS for the cabby, who had clustered
in at first with intent to demand his
due in no uncertain terms, apparently
Maitlands bearing, coupled with the