Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1909-09-16


fancy. Tonight, instead of dropping
to the backyard and shining over the
fences to safety, took the fire-escape
up to the top-fat-something copper
would never think of-and went
through to the hall. Why? Why, to
interrupt the tender tete-a-tete Matt
land had planned Why again? Be-
cause, for one thing, I've never yet
been beaten at my own game; and
I'm too old dog to learn new tricks.
Moreover, no man yet has ever laid
hands on me in anger and not regret
ted it," The criminals voice fell a
note or two, shaking with somber pas
sion. I'll have that pups hide yeti"
he swore.
The girl tried to nerve herself. TT
lit doesn't seem to strike you," she
argued, controlling her hysteria by
sheer strength of purpose, that l
have only to raise my voice to bring
all Broadway to my rescue"
For by now the cab had sheered off
into that thoroughfare, and was rock
ing rapidly south, between glittering
walls of light. A surface car swooped
down upon them, and past, making
night hideous with gong and drum
ming trucks, and drowning Anisty's
response. For which reason he chose
to repeat it, with added emphasis.
you try it on, my lady, and see
what happens"
She had no answer ready, and he
proceeded, after waiting moment:
But you're not going to be such a
fool You have no pleasure in the
prospect of seeing the inside of the
Tombs, yourself; and, besides, you
ought to know me well enough to
WHAT" she breathed, in spite of
herself
Anisty folded his arms, thrusting
the right hand beneath his coat.
Maitland got only one of my guns"
he announced, ironically. He'd We
got the contents of the other only he
chose to play the fool and into my
hands. Now l guess you understand"
and turning his head he fixed her
with an infiexible glare, chill and
heartless as steel-"that one squeal
out of you will be the last. Oh, I've
got no scruples; arrest to me means a
living death. I'll take short course,
by preference, and-Ill take you with
me for company
"You-you mean you would shoot
me?" she whispered, incredulous.
Like a dog" he returned with
JUNCTION.
you, man, would-would shoot a
woman?"
You're not woman, my lady;
you're crook. Just as I'm not a
man; I'm crook. We're equals, sex
less, soulless. You seem to have over
looked that. Amateurs often do. :.
Tonight made you fair proposition.
to play square with me and profit.
You chose to be naughty Now you
see the other side of the picture"
Bravado? Or deadly purpose? How
could she tell? Her heart misgave
her; she crushed herself away from
him as from some abnormally vicious,
loathly reptile.
He understood this; and regarded
her with confident leer, inscrutably
strong and malevolent
And there is one other reason why
you will think twice before making a
row." he clinched his case. IF you
did that, and l weakly permitted the
police to nab and walk us off, the bust
ness would get in the papers--your
name and ALL and-what'd Maitland
think of you then, my lady? What'd
he think when he read that Dan
Anisty had been pinched on Broad.
way in company with the little woman
he'd been making eyes at--whom he
was going, in his fine manlike way,
to reach down a hand to and yank
up out of the gutter and redeem and
and all that slush? Eh?"