Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1915-02-04
Place Of FloneyInOons, etc.
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serving cOhee and cordialS. MallOW
was right; beautiful was the word. He
poured out for himself stiff peg and
drank it with very little soda.
Haven't seen the crow anywhere,
have you?"
"No, nor want to. Leave him alone"
afraid of him, eh?"
I'm truthful enough to say that I'm
damned afraid Of him. Don't mistake
me. I'D like to see him fat, beaten,
down and out for good I'd like to see
him lose that windfall, every cent of 1t.
But don't want to get in his way just
now"
Rot! Don't you worry; no beach
comber like that can stand up long in
front Of me. He threatened on board
that he was going to collect that fifty
pounds, He hasn't been very spry
about it,
81 should like to be with you when
you meet"
Mallow grinned. mot above seeing
pal get walloped, Ell? Well, you get
q ringside ticket. It'll be worth it."
Il don't want to see you get licked"
that you shelve some of your cock
sureness. I'm not so dead broke that
must swallow all Of it. I've warned
you that he is strong man. He used
to be one Of the best college athletes
In America"
"College!" exploded Mallow. What
the devil does college athlete know
about dock-fght?"
Ever see game of football?"
mo"
"Well, take it from me that it's the
toughest game going. It's a game
where you put your boot in mans
face when he's not looking. Mallow,.
they kill each other in that game. And
Ellison was one Of the best, fifteen
years ago. He used to wade through
ton Of solid, scrapping, plunging
flesh. And nine times out of ten he
used to get through. want you to
beat him up. and it's because do
that I'm warning you not to underesti-
mate him. On shipboa-d he handled
me as you would bag of salt; damn
him! He's a surprise to me. He looks
as IL he had lived clean out here.
There's no booze sign hanging out on
him, like there is on you and me-"
Booze never hurt me any"
you're galvanized inside" said
Craig, staring again at Elsa. He
wished he knew how to hurt her. too.
But he might as we'll throw stones at
| the stars.
How would you like to put one over
on this chap Ellisoni"
elm what way!"
Mallow smoked for moment, then
touched his breast pocket significantly.
mot for NINE" returned Craig.
"Cards are my long suit. I'm no Sec
ond-story man, not yet"
Il know. But supposing you could
get 1t without risk?"
In the first place. the bulk Of his
cash is tied up in letters of credit"
"Ah, you know that?"
What good would it do to pinch
those? In Europe there would be
some chance, but not here where boats
are two weeks apart. A cable to Ran
COON would shut of all drawing. He
could have others made out. In cash
he may have a few hundreds"
"All gamblers arc more or less vel.
low" sneered Mallow. THE streak in
you is pretty wide. tell you, you
needn't risk your skin. Are you game
to put one over that will cost him q lot
Of worry and trQuble?"
$50 long as can stand outside the
ropes and look on
"He has a thousand pounds in his
belt. No matter how l found out.
How'd you like to put your hand on
1t if you were sure it would not burn
your flpgers?"
I'D like to. all right. But it's got to
be mighty certain. And the belt must
! be handed to me by someone else. I've