The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1909-03-01
EDGAR FRANKLIN
Author of The White Streak Of Disaster The House of Suspicion
Chicago BY Thursday The Burden of the Billions, Etc

swiftly There was q .ioo- ON t3o fur
Their side, pa3paNy leading into the
street corridor. and MI. DUTNiu sighed
softly and hitched his s,rIp up under
his arm in an odd attitude.
\ small. why maa with the kooneSt
kind OF fac" was sitting at T"ll-t"T
Beside him stood their waiter, winter
than any driven snow recorded iu
To,sy. and the latter was saying.
Boss 1 am d honest man, For nae
it makes no difference If You should
tire ne der way you say. But init desc
fCllCrs--
"JuSi v.,at ~ccnIs 10 hc the trouble
here" Nj. johnson asked crisply- 1t
Is distinctly enjoying
1T is quite IS annoying 10 mo. sir.
said the small man, evenly. This
waiter informs me that when ne went
to your room. one OF you-I presume
the larger genueman-bcrroYcd his
clothes and insisted upon serving lunch
10 the party in the adjoining room lie
also states that later he knocked upon
the door and received no answer, and
that he also called up the room on the
house telephone without receiving a re
Spouse. For these reasons and. not 10
matter more than al joke. ne has re-
ported the facts TO ne / am sorry so
disturb any intended merrimcnt OF
yours, but the simplest thiug for all
concerned VIII he to take trip up
stairs ard Interview the gentleman
Will YOU spare me five minutes for that
purpose
in cold truth, Air. Johnson caught his
breath in a long wheezc- Mt Durkin.
or the contrary. did anything but that.
one single glance at the corrugated,
opaque glass of the partitions at the
lace curtains before the street windows
and one long revolver was trained
upon the manager and another on the
waiter
..Youse two Kin do what you like.
Nj. DUFSn said coldly, III YOU
wunter SIT here for nve minutes, and
neither one o youse move Il muscle,
you'll get out alive. After that. take
ten minutes T. talk it over-au' then
open up Yer doors an yell as much
as you damn please, Does If 90 OF
doesn't it,
'My-dear-man." easped The small
Individual AT the desk.
Talk quick. 7 kin Kill YOU an 2i'
away, I've done it before. an / kin
do it again What's il goin' 4 be-
We will-keep still" replied the man
ager.
Don't think this is a bium," added
Mr.. Dmlliu, in tones Of frozen iron
1T isn't. If you wanter set up a how
ten seconds after we leave, do If, But
I'll kill YOU for Il. If 7 have [ come
back from hell L do the job.
Come on. Walt"
Now. as a matter Of theory, the man
aEeT and the waiter should have rushed
forth and called Tor the authorities be
fore the door was fairly closed OF
AIR Durlcin. As matter of fact. they
did nothing Of the sort. There was
something so absolutely convfncinl
about Nr- Durkiu and his weapons
that the pair merely remained motion
less for minute after minute and min
ute after minute. II is all well enougf
10 be strong iu the cause Of right and
Justice and the protection OF The COM.
muuity. but when an earnest man prom.
Uses faithfully 10 Kill you
Mr.. Durkiu, with hand through
Nr Johnson-s arm. piIOtcd him into
the corridor and closed The door. out
side stood o. taxicab. Mr.. DurEiu open.
ed the door with pleasant iuformaIity
and remarked.
"Pennsvlvauia. depot. Git there quIeH
AMI there's ten In II for you, Jack
And then. turning 10 Nj Johnson
. Gimme the ten, Walt"