Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-03-29

Mullins. If they don't get us with the goods on
us, they can't make case. the Judge has ruled
Punk suspected what Shag's business was His
suspicion confirmed when he saw how he was
moving about, studying Jacks face at all angles.
is your Chicago friend winning or losing:' asked
Punk in undertOne.
Cant get line it., replied Shag.
Come along" urged Punk. My collars down
and my clothes are s.opping Already
Shag caught Jacks eye finally. Jack answered
head We're off for New York said Shag
Don't need it., replied Jack Thanks, just
Shag went round to him, bent as if to whisper in
his ear But his inclination changed or his courage
failed; he Strengthened up. wheeled toward the
door with angry, Come on, Punk!
When they in the open again, where it
seemed chilly by contrast, Punk said, How does
it happen you take such interest in that young
nobody? | thought YOU hardly knew him
Jack rats" growled Reynolds Then, after
pause, during which he had gazed up into the star
pierced sky, I'm worried about the skirt as you'd
call her. He didn't explain; but Punk guessed
that the old man was being moved by resemblance
between this sweet girl bride and his dead wife
Jacks pup, to drag an innocent like that into
"Pup-rats!' retorted Reynolds. Cant you
understand anything unless it's spelled out to you?
He found he d either have to make quick get
away lose her entirely. He wasn't prepared; but
he did what always does in those circum
stances Now he's trying to square things Shag
lit fresh cigar. I'm meddesome old doddering
get it.. And they drove to the station and set out
for New York.
HALF an hour after midnight, when young Delan-
IL cey nearly four hundred dollars worse off than
nothing at ALL dealing the cards, the door and
the windows fell in with crash Stove, Jack!'
yelled Mullins, throwing in the pack at his table.
A dozen policemen were in the room, rushing
from every direction upon Jack Del ncey. He tossed
the cards into the blaze. Mullins, in panic, made
pass the flying pack to help it along four cards
stuck the rim of the stove door, 1uttered to the
floor. Jack sprang for them picked them up. Be
fore he could fling them into the flames that had
We've got you all right, sonny, anyway" said
one of them as he twisted Jacks hand over and
posed the proof of his crime, four aces
Yes, you We got me, replied Jack. II can
win, even with four aces And he laughed. There
are times when man laughs to himself from
bursting into tears.
A T half past the prisoners were baied out by
- the sporting fraternty's professional bonds
man; Jack the last, because Mullins, eager Tor
scapegoat, had got the idea, and had proclaimed it
loudly and bitterly. that Delaney responsible
for the raid" He's one of those leaky mouthed
Chicago fake sports.
lack sent off a sheaf of kilograms. He had hope
of only one,-the to Shag Reynolds not much
hope of that; for he had completely lost his nerve,
lost that deep down confidence in his luck which
had never before deserted him. He paused at the
entrance to the bridal suite of the United States,
and no suicide paused for the fatal leap with
wilder turmoil in brain and vein He knew Olga
would be in bed, would pretend to be asleep. She
the real thing through and through, God bless her.
he muttered swallowing hard and wlplng his eyes
openly in the loneliness of the great corridor.
He had left her alone every evening and most OF
every night since the first night after the wedding
AS there had to be explanation OF such con-
duct he had led her to think he trying to con-
eeal from her tha ne was the hePeSs a and
inexperience, looking on him as altogether wonder
full and altogether perfect, had silently, II sadly
and somewhat uneasilv, accepted this condition of
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