The Brownsville daily herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1897-1910, 1909-08-11

STAND Up, You HoundI"
nd see + he's tellin' the truth. I'll
stay here nd keep him company"
His tone amused Maitland In the
reaction from the recent strain upon
Ills 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. 81
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, L guess that's a 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
emously, and don't yeh lose sight of
that after this. It's somethin' it won't
hurt yeh to remember. Guess yer
mem'ry's taking a vacation, huh?"
My dear man." said Maitland, you
speak in parallels and-if you'll par
don my noticing it-with some IN
ealIed-for spleen. Might suggest that
you moderate your tone? For" he
continued, facing the man squarely, '1f
you don't, it viii be my duty and
pleasure 10 hoist you into the street.
81 got a photograph of yeh doing
g." groWled Hickey. still, seeing as
yeh never saw me before, l 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.
"Ahi" commented Maitland, polite
-. "A detective? How interesting"
sFiFe-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
noeody in sight"
NO. interjected Hickey, nd there
wouldn't We been if you'd been waitin'
In the back yard all night
certainly not" Maitland agreed,
bIandly; especially If my burglar had
known it. In which case I fancy he
would have chosen another route-by
the roof, possibly
"Yeh know somethin' about roofs
yehself, donchuh2" suggested Hickey
well, guess yehl1 have time to write
book about it 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.
r.rr...a - s=--.--..
80 eHe -ovn. he cried, hotly,
juggling the handouts.
-Ah. come on. Hickey advised him.
sYeh can't blur 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 nc
words wherewith adequately to voice
the disgust aroused in him by his pris.
oner's demeanor, something far from
seemly, to his mind.
The bumor of the situation had Just
dawnea upon Maitland, and the young
man was crimson with appreciation.
GO on. go on" he begged, feebly.
sDont let me stop you, Hickey. Don't,
please, let me spoil It all Your Sher-
lock Holmes, Hickey, IS one OF the
finest characterizations I have ever
witnessed It is a privilege not to be
underestimate to De permitted to play
Ranles to sou But seriously, my dear
sleuth." with an unhappy attempt to
wipe his eyes with hampered fists,
don't you think you're wasting your
taleEts?T
BY this time even the policeman
seemed doubtful He glanced askance
ct the detective and shufaed uneasily.
AS for the cabby, who had clustered
in at first with intent to demand his
due In nc uncertain terms. apparently
Maitland's bearing, coupled with the
inherent contempt and hatred of the
nighthawk tribe for the minions of the
law. had won his sympathies complete
". Lounging against a door-jamb,
cutie at home, he genislly puffed an.
nnspeakable cigarette and nodded ap-
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