Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1910-12-08

crowd. They know me. LISTEN" Out
side the street broke into a roar at
some taunt Of the fishermen high up in
the rigging. 81 can't u away, and IL
those detectives get me, I'm ruined"
WELL! What's to be done?" demand
ed Fraser, sharply. III you say the
word, we'll shoot 1t out with them, and
get away on the ship before
we can't do that-there are a dozen
policemen in front here"
well. you'll have to move quick, or
they'll cop you, sure"
Boyd clinched his hands in despera-
ton. Il guess they've got me-" he said.
bitterly. There's no way out"
His eyes fell upon the letter contain
ing his boastful assurance of victory.
What a mockeryi
From what they said 1 don't think
they know you, Erase continued.
Anyhow, they wanted Peasley to
point you out. When they come or,
maybe you can slip EN-"
But how? Boyd seized eagerly upon
the suggestion. THE wharf is empty
seei I'll have to cross IT in plain
sighti''
Through the rear door Of the office
that opened upon the dock proper they
beheld the great floor almost entirely
clear. save for a few tons OF freight
at which Big Georges men were work
ing. it was as u~nobstructed as a lawn;
and. although 1t was nearly the size of
a city block, il afforded no more means
of concealment than did the little office
itself, with it's glass doors, its counter
and its long desk, at the farther end OF
which a bill clerk was porting over his
desk. Iron-barred windows at the
front of the room looked out pom the
street; other windows and a door at
the right opened Upon the driveway and
railroad track, while at the rear the
glass-panelled door through which they
had just been peering gave egress only
to the dock itself, up which the two
officers were likely to come at any in
slant. Even as Emerson, with a last
desperate glance, summed up the pos
sible places of concealment. Fraser ex-
claimed. softly:
There they are now" and they saw
at the foot of the gang-plank two men
talking with Big George. They saw
Bait point the strangers carelessly to
the office, whence he had seen Boyd
disappearing a few moments before,
and turn back to his stevedores; then
they saw the plainclothesmen approach
ing.
Here Gimme you coat and hat,
quicki'' cried Fraser in a low voice, his
eyes blazing at a sudden thought. He
stripped his own garments from his
back with feverish haste. Put mine
on. Therei I'll stall for you. When
they grab me, take It on the run. IN
d~erstand!'
THAT won't do. Everybody knows
me-" Boyd cast an apprehensive
glance at the arched back of the bill
clerk, but Fraser, quick of resource in
such a situation, forced him swiftly to
make the change, saying;
NIX. It's your only out Stand
here, Sect He indicated a position be-
side the rear door. III step out the
other way, where they a see me-" he
continued, pointing to the wagon-way
at the right. "Savvy? When they
grab me, you beat II, and don't wait
for nothing"
But you"
Already they could hear the footsteps
of the officers.
sIH take a chance. Goodbye"
There was no time even for a hand
shake Fraser stepped swiftly to the
door, Their strolled quietly out into the
view of the two men, who an instant
later accosted him.
Are you Mr.. Boyd Emerson"
The ~adventurer answered ~brusquely,
Yes. but l can't tall to you now
You are under arrest. MT. Emerson"
Boyd waited to hear no more. The
glass door swung open ~noiselessly IN
der his hand, and he stepped out just
as the bill-clerk looked UP from his
work, staring Il through the other
entrance.