The Yale expositor., 1911-10-26

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tenant" said Sands slowly. Now, you
see, am not. My time is too valu-
able"
We'll. what are you going to do
about these fellows?" asked Britz.
"Oh, don't you bother about them"
said Sands. Il guess l can take care
of them"
81 guess you'll guess again. said
Britz, for if anybody is going to take
care Of these gentlemen, behold in
me the only original little caretaker,"
Britz turned to the Hindoos.
Now, then, you dusky beauties,
suppose you come along with me-
Going to carry them?" asked Sands.
Britz blushed; yes, Britz fairly and
squarely blushed. In his momentary
evaporation at the millionaire's stub
bornness he had forgotten that not
only the hands, but also the feet OF
the Orientals were bound. However,
he was not to be disconnected, and it
was with sufficient readiness that he
replied:
L
oners through the streets like mem
ber of the Traffic Squad. do you?
Where's your telephone?"
Sands indicated the instrument and
Britz took it up and called for 300
Spring.
Headquarters? he asked over the
wire. Yes, this Is Britt. Have a wagon
sent from the West Thirteth Street
Station to the ST. Barnabas Apartment
house No, don't send the reserves;
just sent a couple of men. Good-by."
AS he rang off, he turned and faced
his host
''Mr. Sands" said he, there are
one or two points about which | would
like to talk to you this evening. l
came to you frankly and directly be-
cause / found one Of your cards in
the possession of man who, while
mentally unbalanced, knows some
thing about the fake Maharanee dia-
mond. After arriving here, had the
opportunity to serve you in the way
Of protecting your property. And l
wasted no time in meeting with you.
You see fit to ignore my efforts in that
direction, although may say that il 1t
had not been for me these second
story specialists would have been up
or down the fire escape and many
blocks away long before you could
have caught them. do not mind tell
ing you, Mr.. Sands, that even though
you were center rush at Harvard, you
are not quick enough for Central Office
men. And now, when you find some
thing .on one Of these men that may
or may not be of interest to me, In
stead of letting me see it, or telling
me its contents-Pd take your word
for it-you stuff it into your pocket
and tell me to go to blazes. Moreover,
when / ask you what disposition you
want made of these burglars, you al
most tell me it's none of my busi-
ness"
Britz rocked on his heels and thrust
his hands into his pockets with force
that was eloquent of his displeasure
to anybody who knew him well.
Now, let me tell you, Mr. Sands
he went on, that 1t is my business
what becomes of these prisoners.
They are going to the Tenderloin Po-
lice Station, and charge of burglary
is going to be entered on the blotter
against them"
Il am not going to prosecute them,
said Sands.
"Oh, you're not, aren't you? Well,
I think you WILL" returned Britz. Any
way, If you don't feel like prosecuting
them, Ill do it myself. This case is
not in your hands now; 1t belongs to
the people of the State of New York.
and II you don't choose to appear as
complainant, I'll call you as witness
for the State. So, Mr.. Sands, II you
are not hopelessly addicted to cigars
or cigarettes to the exclusion OF all
others forms of the weed. permit me
to suggest that when we have left
you alone, you retire to the remote
background OF your apartment, put
that in your pipe and smoke it,"
Sands became genuinely angry. 1t
took good deal to disturb his equa-