Arizona republican., 1911-03-06

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 Where's it now?"
 think our young friend there's got it," said the captive. Better search them both"
 The policeman stepped forward, held his own revolver against the pit of Bruce's stomach, and slipped the second weapon from Bruce's pocket into his own. A moments rapid search satisfied him that neither of the two men had other weapons, and keeping them both still covered. the policeman backed across the room un- til his shoulders struck the hall door once more.
 The man on the floor smiled
 You're a clever man, oficer," he said. "I1l see you get promoted for this. Let me loose and I'll help you tie these fellows hands Then you march them of to the station and the janitor and I'll follow and prefer charges against them as soon as we can wash up."
 The policeman hesitated. Then he advanced towards the man on the floor.
 Just a minute, officer" said Bruce, quietly. On the eve of the greatest disappointment of his life he found himself calm. Just a minute Hear what we've got to say before you un- tie him. It'll be worth your while"
 He paused and the patrolman stepped back and leaned against the door again.
 We'll, spit it out" he growled i
 May I take down my hands?" asked Bruce. " I'm dead tired"
 Keep 'em up." snapped the police man, "and tell us your fairy tale quick, too"
 The big Irishman at the captive's head muttered something under his breath and the fingers of his upraised hands twitched. Bruce took note of the fingers and suppressed a smile.
 told you l was reporter, off cer," he said, and I am. My Irish friend here is a asta5leman over in Long Island City Our friend on the floor here says the gentleman in the batlr- room there Is the janitor That's right. Our friend here says he's the owner of this apartment and that we attacked him when he came in. That's right. toe. Now let me ask you a question. Have you read any of the afternoon newspapers?
 seen the Journal" said the big mar with his bacg against the door
 Did you re9i about that mans body in Newtosu Creek?"
 Sure" rejoIned the policeman.
 We'll" said Bruce. you're in luck. Our friend here on the floor is the you about all the credit there Is for his capture"
 The policeman did not lower the re- yolver. but his eyes fell for an instant | upon the man on the floor Then he | looked cunningly at Bruce again.
 Prove It." be said, grufiy You've | got to show me"
 cant prove it just at this mo- ment very we'll" rejoined the younger l man, but there are two things you | can do to keep yourself on the safe | side. First-tie up my friend Nc Ginnis and myself and leave us here | with these two other friends of ours, Don't unite them. of course. Then go | down on the sidewalk and rap for assistance and then lug us all oil to the station and straighten things out l there. No flaws in that. are there?"
 The patrolman grunted.
 Whats your other lay? he asked.
 We'll" replied Bruce. "my paper naturally wants to have this story ex clusively-they want a beat on all the others, you know-and the paper will undoubtedly be willing to pay you if you'll not arrest any of us before our last edition goes to press-that is, about three o'clock to- morrow morning You can tie us up and go downstairs and call up the office on the phone and make a dicker with them. Then you'll get the credit for the arrest and some ready cash, besides"
 The expression on the blue coated mans face changed.
 How much?" he asked.
 The man on the floor moved slightly.
 q can't tell you exactly" replied Bruce. Perhaps ten dollars; per haps more"
 The big man in blue gave a snort of disgust
 "Say, young feller." he burst out, ' I'm not in the chicken-feed business. can pick tenners off the trees. guess I'll take the four of you of to the cooler now.'
 Wait a minute, me lad" broke in NcGinnis. If I know anything about this high finance. it's a ringer me frind's sheetll give yer fifty anyway, maybe a hundred. maybe more"
 The big man with his back against he door took step forward.
 Why?" said he
 His eyes had in them new look.
 Because" the Irishman replied this Is a big thing. bigger than yer hink it is. me bucko. It's one of the biggest things that's come down the bike since the year of the Big Wind" I'm listening" said the policeman. Why is it such a big thing?"
 Because this ornamint of his sex lere," rejoined McGinnis, is a rich nan's pride and joy"
 His only son and heir," broke in Bruce.
 The man on the floor kept his eyes astened on the policeman's face.
 A multi-millionaire's only son and leir," he added. significantly.
 The patrolman wiped the back of lis left hand across his mouth.
 For a moment no one spoke. Then voice broke the silence. Ii WAS a oice playing with desperate eloquence nd certainty upon the black keys of he human soul.
 You help me out of this scrape. N A1.~ ( mill