The evening world., 1915-02-12

somewhat strained. How ala you-
er-hoar about TT"
Through Doc" grinnsd the little
man. He said you'd given It to him
And who's this bunch comingf''
the Spanish Brute asked.
Just some Of the crowd," young
Mr.. Spidello answered oarel0ssly.
They wanted to get . little piece OF
change down. you know. WhsrS oaa
you see this race good?"
"Go-down near the water!" Robert
Pollard said thickly. YOU'D better
hustle now. jim"
Tho car moved on. Mr.. Pollard's
hands, clenched tight, rested upon his
knees and he breathed heavily. The
Spanish Brutes smile faded slowly.
for as they bowled along . line Of
we'll dressed young men stepped out
of the road to let them pass-and
standing thus. the we'll dressed young
men grinned and shouted and waved
their hands until the scene looked
Of some sort.
And then they too were behind and
the Spanish Brute was asking:
Say! Is every crook In New York
up here to-day?"
II don't know" said Mr.. Pollard.
staring ahead.
"Well. every gunman Isl" the Snake
informed them. plainly disturbed.
did you see that gang OF Tony's?"
yes" His leader was bitter.
There amt q cop In New York
City'll go through Tony's district alone
after dark" said the Spanish Brute.
'"rhey go in pairs after s. and some
times only ono gets through the trip
on his feet. And whom q crowd like
that gets into place like this. !
Tho Snake slowed down before Q
pretty white house with . picket
fence and green shutters.
THAT was Dick and Larry Parsons
We just passed." he stated. Il didn't
know their time was up"
''They wero pardOned last week.
muttered tho Spanish Brute. Say
And they got nfteen years for
shooting up a man that pushed Larry
of the curb by accident" began the
Snake. "In"-
Listen to me-" said Mr.. Pollard In
his ear, and somehow the words
trickled coldly down James Evanss
spine. ii don't know what to make
OF all this. and It's none OF my doing:
but II doesn't AFFECT us-and II you
stop once more between here and Par
ker's dock there'll be some shooting In
this car thatli get me moro than nf-
teen years, believe met"
The car, therefore, did not stor
again until they had rolled down the
alley and to Parker's dock.
Doc Peters was waiting there. all
alone. He expanded his white vest
and beamed benevolently on Mr.. Pol
lard, while he wrung his hand with
customary fervor and purred:
IT'S all fixed, Eobby. Spikes out
there In the launch. waiting with siS
OF the boys, and had all of m dollsd
up in white clothes so they wouldn''
look different from the swell bunch
Now as to'---
Robert Poilard's tongue ieaped into
action.
what In the name OF Heaven have
you dcneY" he demanded. Have ycr
tipped of every desperate criminal
you dumped the whole visible supply
OF gunmen down on this town to QueeI
the game? Whatr"
The doctor. who was not flustered
stared over the water and smiled.
"'Tisn't as bad as that. Robby,
he said softly. II tipped or one o,
two. and-why. yes. It looks to me al
IL they might have passed the Wort
to a couple more OF the boys. NJ
harm done"
"There isn't. ehr" choksd Mr.. Pol.
lard. With an effort he controlled
himself. How many crooks are vi
here. Doc?"
"Weli"-Mr. Peters rubbed his IA
hands and continued his inspection oI
Long Island Sound. "As a matter O.
fact, Tony Spidelio was Just tellins
me that there amt much short OF flvs
hundred Of the boys with ~ thil
morning"
"F1ve-hundrodr