The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1911-02-25

Steele? He turned square. but he
wouldn't squeal. and job after job they
threw him out of till he was hungry
In the street. Then copper offered
to stake him to feed If he'd 'turu
up an old pal And he murdered the
cop on the spot. and now he's doing
life. Turn square. Ell? That means
be stool or bum in our game"
Red raised his hands protestingly
and turned his face away from valen
tine
BEAT the coppers," insisted the 9th
er Get away where they can't find
yon We can do that"
Eyes, we can" Red again faced his
friend. why. Doyle is In town to see
you now"
Doyle hereY' In alarm.
"Yes. l met him when he got of
the RATHER He's going to give you
your orders, and you'll have to do ms
he tells you II you turn square. lie
knows you beat it. He was laying for
Avery when he came out and told
him to report once month. And
what about Avery2 You sent him to
me, and we've been at work on some
thing"
Where is Avery?" asked Valentine
quickly.
Want to see himT'
Yes; can explain better" valen-
tine crossed the parior and peered
through the poftieres.
Red went to the opposite doorway
and softly called, "Oh. BilIy'
Avery. dressed In a roughly cut
ready made suit Of clothes and look
ing in much better health than he did
on the day he deded Detective Doyle
and finished his term in Sing Sing.
came slowly into the hotel parlor.
Hello. Bill! You're taking a
chance" greeted Valentine. "and you
are, too. Red"
Il had to see you" returned Avery.
II have just been telling Red
Sure. ! heard you hand out that
square talk. suppose you want me
to join you in this going straight bus.
mess, too, ehr'
II don't think the crooked game Is
any good. And you are getting old
for clever work"
Think so. ehT' snaried Avery sus-
piciously.
HE isn't too old to be an outside
man with u.s." put In Red.
I'VE don't need any outside man
any more, Red" decided Valentine.
Avery glared into the speakers face.
$50 you're out now. and you're 60
Ing to throw Red and me out eh :?
All this turning square talk l heard
was a stall to get rid of me because
I am old, ehY'
Il don't have to stall you. Avery"
The old thief leaned threateningly
toward Valentine. shaking his wither-
ed fist as violently as the Habby mus
cles. Slapped by years Of prison air and
prison fare. would permit
Like the dir he cried, choking
In his wrath I'm old. that's your
dope. Going to throw me for rookie,
Ell? Well, I'll show you. When guys
start stalling me I'll show them up
From now on I'm "copper" and I'll
show you up, Valentine. I'll get you.
too-1'll get you goodr'
Red Flanagan had won a continent
wide reputation as a smooth work.
err" He was one Of those palnstak.
ing. conscientious burglars who fol-
lowed habitually the laudable prac.
tice Of looking after details. His en-
ployers. among whom had been Jim.
my Valentine, Chicago Whitley" and
other leaders in their profession. had
In the past shown a catering willing
ness to recommend him mot In their
own handwriting to be sure) as
thorough artist, an untiring student
and one who one day would probably
revolutionize the business Of caring
for other peoples money. In word
Red was thorough, which means a
great deal in his line.
So, true to his reputation. Red, fear
ing complications because Of the pitch
to which Avery had unconsciously
raised his voice. had stepped behind
the portieres to keep watch on the
short hallway that led to 1t. This hall
way opened out into the main hall Of
the hotel at the far end of which was