South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1913-09-18
Continued From Wednesday
GH APTER
\ Lone Hand.

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Martin MCGEE waited TO keep his
! appointment with Rosalie lie Grange
on a bench in Stuyvesant Fish park
dead center for the Hebrew popula-
ton in New York. Before and behind
him regiment of children swarmed
over horizontal bars or made loud
play with park swings on the benches
TO right and left sat crowd of squat
Id loafers, most of whom would have
shutfled away into the dives and alleys
! or the east side had they known that
this florid stalwart gentleman in the
! plain gray suit was a high policeman.
ON the fringes OF his vision. Yiddish
housewives bargained with push-cart
! peddlers. 1t was all very lively, very
| allen-and very odorous. Martin Nc
| Gee speculated lazily and with some
| amusement upon the habits of Rosa
| lie lie Grange-sO much her own vet
| so we'll conceived for her purposes.
| For example, this method of holding
| business conferences on secret affairs
for she always set ner appointments
In Stuyvesant Fish park, or some 9TH
! er out-of-the-way open space. 1t was
! a highly original highly effective plan
! One could enter without attracting at
tentiOn; one could watch the ap-
! prOacheS; a meeting in a public park
such a remote part of the city-could
be passed off as an accidental encOun-
! ter, not a conference. That was one
| of the thousand ways in which her
/ mind thought faster and further than
| his tie felt even a shade of jealousy
as he dwelt upon her. With that rip
| pie in the pool of his thoughts came
another disturbed feeling. How was
/ he TO meet her after what had hap
| pened three days ago in the hallway
| of Mrs. MOOres old house, The thing
| had been an explosion of emotion, be
yond control of will. Martin MCGEE
| did not put it so. 1T got away with
me" was how he expressed it to him
{ self.
! Martin MCGEE was approaching fiji
| ~, the second period of sentiment in
man. In the lusty summer of his
| days, he had woodland lost She
had chosen the other arm of munich
pal warfare and married a fireman.
Since then woman had cut but a
shadowy figure in his bachelor life.
! And here. in his middle age, the face
| and figure, the form and move of a
woman was playing hide-andseek
among his thoughts Of police duty and
police privilege He recognized even
! certain EN- barrasSment over the
| coming meeting like that of youth
who has been slapped by perky girl.
| Only one fact gave him satisfaction.
| Her cold withdrawal from him, her
genuine indignation, settled finally
to his enchanted mind-certain sur
! misses concerning one element in the
| character of ROsalie lie Grange.
This however. raised UP a regiment
of disturbing thoughts. She had been
| a professional medium; and a. medium
was a half-crook; ii wasn't respecta-
BILE. With the perverse yearning OF
one who has passed his life among
disreputables. Martin MCGEE loved
responsibility in woman. And-"How
do YOU do?" said voice beside him;
and ROsalie's self settled down on the
park bench.
He looked at her without rising. his
first thought TO read in those eyes OF
hers. which mirrored so many emo
tons. her attitude toward him. The
eyes were laughing!
How do you do?" he repeated after
her. And then, as though he must be
out with it:
Say, I guess there's an apology
coming from me-"
IF there is" said Resale, there $
one coming from about every man
ever knew It's the way of the ami
NAL It's kind of a left-handed
compliment TO the lady though"
| Martin MCGEE, a little unaccus-
toned since his philandering days TO
the slender arrows of feminine at
tack. WINGED at this subtle variation
of the common. you re- just -like-the-
rest" 1t stuck full TO the shaft; and
in a tender and uninjured spot.
This was different" said he.
so they all say" said she. But
she was smiling, and her expression.
while it held amusement, was warm
and mellow. Now, let's overlook lit
tie things. I've come to talk business.
i I'm busting with it," She glanced to
right and left, taking in a faded
black hood" of a woman, a sodden
"panhandler" of a man. Il guess
we'd better walk" she said. They
rose and threaded the push-carts, ehe
crowds. the confusion and smells, to-
ward the river.
Now I'm playing a lone hand" she
began. IF things go wrong, I've only
myself to blame: an if they go right,
you get all the credit-as usual.
want help an no questions asked.
This Black hand outfit of dagO detect
: ives-what have you got, that you can
lend me-"
You want"
"A detective from the dago squad. !
want hi mstraight an ] want him
quick an 1 want him for my own-he
reports to me. not 10 you"
What for ,"
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