The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1911-05-05

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won't do no harm for yeh to connect
with this" And he turned back hi
coat, uncovering the oftcial shield o.
the detective bureau.
"Ah." commented Maitland, polite
". "A detective? How interesting
"Fire-cseare winder's broke. ~
right" This was the policeman. re
turned. And some ora's let down the
bot; ON length of lad der, but there aina
nobody in sight
No interjected Hickey. ]" nd there
wouldn't We been,if you'd been waitin
in the back yard all night"
Certainly not Maitland agreed
HANDY; especially II my burglar had
known it. In which case fancy he
would have chosen another route by
the roof. possibly"
.Yeh know somethin. about roofs
yehse.f, donchuh ?" suggested Hickey
Well. guess yeh'll have time to write
book about it while yeh'
He stepped Unexpectedly to Matt
lands side and bent forward. Some
thing cold and hard closed with q
snap around each of the young mans
wrists. He started up, face aflame
with indignation, forgetful Of the girl
hidden in the alcove.
What the DEVIL" he cried, holly,
jingling the handouts.
"Ah, come off," Hickey advised him
"Yeh can't bluff it forever, you know
Come along and tell the sarge all
about it, Daniel Maitland, Esquire
alias Handsome Dan Anisty, gentle.
man burglar. All, cut that out, young
fellow; yeh're foxy. all right. but
yeh've pushed yer run OF luck too
hard"
Hickey paused. perplexed, finding nc
words wherewith adequately to voice
the disgust aroused in him by his pris.
oner's demeanor, something far from
seemly, to his mind.
The humor of the situation had just
dawned upone Maitland, and the young
man was crimson with appreciation.
Go on, go on!" he begged. feebly.
Don't let me stop you, Hickey. Don't,
please, let me spoil it all. Your Sher-
lock Holmes, Hickey, is one of the
finest characterizations / have ever
witnessed. It is a privilege not to be
underestimate to be permitted to play
Raffles to you. But seriously, my dear
sleuth!" with an unhappy attempt to
wipe his eyes with hampered fists,
don't you think you're wasting your
talents ?"
BY this time even the policeman
seemed doubtful. He glanced askance
at the detective and shuffled uneasily.
AS for the cabby, who had clustered
in at first with intent to demand his
due in no uncertain terms, apparently
Maitland's bearing, coupled with the
inherent contempt and hatred Of the
nighthawk tribe for the minions of the
law, had won his sympathies complete
ly. Lounging against a door jamb.
quite at home, he genially pulled an
unspeakable cigarette and nodded APP
probation Of Maitland's every other
word.
But Hickey-Hickey bristled bellis-
erently.
Fine" he declared, acidly: "hns
and dandy. take OF my hat to yeh.
Dan Anisty. l may be bad actor, all
right. but yeh got me beat at the
post"
Then turning to the policeman: Il
got him right. Look here!" Drawing
folded newspaper from his pocket,
he spread it open for the officers in-
spection. "Yeh see them pictures!
Now, on the level, is 1t natural?"
The patrolman frowned doubtfully;
glacing from the paper to Maitland.
The cabby stretched a curious neck.
Maitland groaned inwardly;; he had
seen that Infamous sheet.
Now listen," the detective ex-
pounded with gusto. "Twict to-day this
here Maitland, or Anisty, meets me.
Once on the stoop here, md he's Matt
land nd takes me to lunch-see? Next
time it's in Harlem, where I've been
sent with hot tip from the c'mmis-
s'ner's Office to find Anisty, md he's
still Maitland nd surprised to see me.
/ amt sure then, but I'm dom some
heavy thinkin', all right. l let's him
go and shadows him. After a while
he gives me the slip nd chases down
here. waitin' for him to turn up. Com
Ing down on the car buys this paper
nd sees the pictures, and then I'm
on. See?"
sUh-huh,' grunted the patrolman,