The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1911-02-08

threw him out OF TIL he was hungry
in the street. Then a copper offered
to stake him to a feed II he'd turn
cop on the spot. and now he's doing
life. Turn square. eh? That means
De n stool or bum IN our game"
Red raised his hands protestingly
and turned his face away from valen
inc
BEAT the coppers," insisted the 9th
,r Get away where they can't find
you We can do that"
Yes. we can" Red again faced his
friend. why, Doyle is IN town to see
you now"
Doyle here?" in alarm.
"Yes. met him when he got off
the rather He's going to give you
your orders, aud you'll have to do as
he tells you If you turn square. He
knows you beat II. lie was laying for
Avery when he came out and told
him to report once month. And
what about Avery? You sent him to
me, and we've been at work on some
thing"
Where is AveryY" asked Valentine
quickly
want to see him?"
Yes: can explain better" Valen-
tine crossed the parlor and peered
through the portieres.
Red went to the opposite doorway
and softly called, "Oh. Billr'
Avery. dressed in roughly cut
ready made suit of clothes and look.
Ing in much better health than he did
on the day he defied Detective Doyle
and finished his term in Sing Sing,
came slowly into the hotel parlor.
Hello, Bill! You're taking
chance" greeted Valentine, "and you
are, too, Red"
Il had to see you" returned Avery.
Il 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 eh?"
81 don't think the crooked game Is
any good. And you are getting old
for clever work"
Think so. eh?" snarled 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.
80 you're out now and you're 60
Ing to throw Red and me out, eh?
All this turning square talk | heard
was stall to get rid of me because
I am old. eh?"
81 don't have TO stall you. Avery"
The old thief leaned threateningIy |
toward Valentine, shaking his wither- |
ed fist as violently as the flabby mus
Giles. Slapped by years of prison air and |
prison fare, would permit.
Like the DIP he cried choking |
in his wrath I'm old. that's your
dope. Going to throw me for rookie.
eh? Well. ri 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.
get you goodr
Red Flanagan had won a continent
wide reputation as smooth work.
err" He was one of those painstak-
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 q tlattering willing
ness to recommend him mot in their
own handwriting. to be sure) as a
thorough artist, an untiring student
md one who one day would probably
'evolutionize the business of caring
'or other peoples money. In a word,
Red was thorough. which means a
great deal in his line.
So, true to his reputation. Red. fear
ne complications because of the pitch
o which Avery had unconsciously
aised his voice, had stepped behind
he portieres to keep watch on the
hort hallway that led to it. This hall
way opened out into the main hall Of
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