Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1909-08-28

Il got a photograph of yeh doing
II" growled Hickey. '.Stin, 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"
Ffre-escape winder's broke, all
right" This was the policeman, re-
turned And some ones let down the
nobody in sight,
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 I fancy he
would have chosen another route-by
the roof. possibly
''Yeh know somethin' about roofs
yehseh, donchuh?' suggested Hickey
We'll, guess yeh'n have time to write
a 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.
What the DEVIL" he cried, hotly,
jingling the handouts.
-Ah, come off," 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
fovu oil r;-ht 49,
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 humor of the situation had Just
dawned upon Maitland, and the young
| man was crimson with appreciation.
go on, go oni" 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 1 have ever
witnessed. 1t is privilege not to be
| underestimated to be permitted to play
Rallies to you. But seriously, my dear
s1euth!" with an unhappy attempt to
| wipe his eyes with hampered fists,
don't you think you're wasting your
| talents?"
By this time even the policeman
seemed doubtful. He glanced askance
at the detective and shuff1ed uneasily.
AS for the cabby, who had clustered
in at first with intent to demand his
due in no uncertain terms, apparently
Maitland's bearing, coupled with the
| inherent contempt and hatred Of the
MI no xxly fyih for fho mi of the
| law, had won his sympathies complete
| ly Longing against door-jamb.
quite at home, he genially pulled an
| unspeakable cigarette and nodded ap-
probation of Maitland's every other
word.
But Hickey-Hickey bristled bellig-
erently.
| Fine" he declared, acidly; fine
| and dandy. 1 take off my hat to yeh.
Dan Anisty. may be bad actor, all
right, but yeh got me beat at the
| post
| Then turning to the policeman: 81
| get him right. Look here!" Drawing
| folded newspaper from his pocket,
| he spread it open for the officers in
| spection. ''Yeh see them pictures?
Now, on the level, is it natura1?"
| The patrolman frowned doubtfully,
/ glazing from the paper to Maitland.
| The cabby stretched curious neck.
| Maitland groaned inwardly; he had
seen that Infamous sheet.
| Now listen,' the detective ex-
pounded with gusto. 'Twict to-day this
| here Maitland, or Anisty, meets me.
| Once on the stoop here, md he's Matt
1 land md takes me to 1uuch-see? Next
| time it's in Harlem, where I've been
sent with a hot tip from the c'mmis-
| s'ner's office to find Anisty, md he's
i still Maitland md surprised to see me-.
| 1 amt sure then, but I'm doin' some
| heavy thinkin', all right. 1 lets him
| go and shadows him. After while
/ he gives me the slip md chases down
| here, waitin' for him to turn up. Com
| ing down on the car 1 buys this paper
md sees the pictures, and then I'm
| on Seer"
| .eUh-huh,'' grunted the patrolman,
| scowling at Maitland. The cabby
caressed his nose with soiled fore
finger ref1ectively, plainly bit pre-
JUDGED by Hickey's exposition.
/ "One minute" Maitland interjected,
| eyes twinkling and lips twitching-
| How long ago was it that you began
| to watch this house, s1euth?"
| Five minutes before yeh come"
| responded Hickey, ignoring the insult
| Now"
Took you long time to figure this
/ out didn't it? But go on, please"
well, 1 picked the winner, all
/ right" fared the detective Il guess
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