Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1911-03-17

to rescue their beloved little playmate,
Kitty Lane, from the sitting clutches
of the steel vault he became aware of
a sudden though very slight change in
the darkened room, the windows of
which, opening into a shaft, gave al
most no aid at all to inquisitive eyes.
He glanced across the room to the
point from which the light seemed to
come and saw that the door leading
from the assistant cashiers office had
been partly opened. Next, to his utter
amazement. he saw a plumed hat
thrust forward into the opening. and
then a girlish figure appeared. The
figure halted and turned it's face to-
ward the vault where Red Flanagan
and Jimmy Valentine were at work.
In practically the same position as
himself, though at the opposite side of
the room, Doyle recognized that the
girl could watch the operations of the
two expert cracksmen without detec-
tion unless either of them should neg
lect his work and glance in her direc-
ton, and, as he thoroughly appreciat-
ed, both Valentine and Flanagan were
too intent on their mission of rescue
to turn for an instant from their task
AS Red struck the match at the lat
est command of Valentine, Doyle saw
the girl bend forward to better gain a
view of the proceedings. The side of
her face illumined by the light in the
assistant cashiers office, and-could it
be true?-yes, Doyle was positive that
the form of the witness in the opposite
doorway was none other than that of
the young girl who had seen Jimmy
Valentine in Warden Handlers office
at Sing Sing and who had prevailed on
release.
Doyle's memory had not betrayed
him. 1t was Rose Lane, who, return
ing to her lovers office in quest Of him,
room and had, just as Doyle had done,
caught him red handed" She moved
forward a step, as though to speak,
but her attention was attracted by
Doyle, who moved slightly. She saw
him put his fingers to his lips, coun-
selling silence. The girl therefore stood
mute, watching the man she fondly
loved cop the gopher" in the bank
that between them she and her father
owned.
"One," announced Red as the match
flared into a blue bright sulphurous
gleam.
That's it, That's the old rotation!"
cried Valentine enthusiastically. Ten
off the first"-turning the combina-
tion-"then one-two-and three
turning the dial on the reverse-"then
back. Match"
Twenty -one!" was Reds frenzied
response.
Valentine tossed his head back tri-
umphantly.
"Twenty-one, that's it," he almost
shrieked. That's it. I've done the
trick!"
eyes and, cropping forward, gripped the
handles of the vault doors in his hands
He threw his weight back and tugged
nightly. At first the eight inch steel
barrier refused to move. Red, who
had lunged to one side out of the way
of his superior, gazed apprehensive at
Valentine, fearing that after all there
had been some mistake.
Then, of a sudden, the crack in the
black, sheer, forbidding face of the
great safe widened, and Valentines
body. tensely set fell back as the pom
derous door swung open.
And as it did so a wee, white clad
body, crouching against the heavy
door, rolled out on to the vault room
floor and lay limp and apparently life
less before Red Flanagan and Jimmy
Valentine.
Get that kid" cried Valentine to
Red. She's out, but l think she'll
live. She needs air and a doctor,
quick!" With these words the ex-
convict, almost overcome by the ex-
citement and the nervous strain un-
der which he had been laboring, lean
ed exhaustedly against the cold steel
walls of the vault.
Red lurched forward, seized the mo-
tionless form of Kitty in his arms and
clutched it to his breast.
She's dead" he choked, looking
down into her white, drawn face, her
closed eyes and the lips from which
the blood had fled.
No; she'll be all right in five min
utes," instructed Valentine with as
much force as he could muster. Take
her to the doctor on the corner"
Red Strengthened and with his help
less burden dashed through the door
of the assistant cashiers room-only
to come face to face with Rose Lane
who, in an agoniZed impulse, had
drawn back into the office. hardly
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